fran(kenstein)

NOTE: i literally couldn't find any fanart of them, so here they are. they're so childhood friends to lovers, smart x smart, loser x loser, sarcastic x sarcastic, impulsive x impulsive. they both like writing and science, comic books, basketball, and i added in the cookies for the hospital episode :]

It wasn’t that you two didn’t go on dates—on the contrary—but when he had time off or was away from work, it was always just the two of you spending time together. But Spencer missed going out to the park or the library, or doing anything else.

So when he came home from a business trip, he was surprised and delighted to find a cozy evening waiting for him at home, with dinner ready and the living room set up for a movie night. Spencer smiled when he saw his arms open, inviting him to lie down in his arms. He quickly took off his shoes and tie and lay down on his lap, resting his head on his chest.

It was a peaceful night; Spencer was happy with the date night he’d planned. Spencer fell asleep in his lap, that night they both slept on the couch, hugging each other. When the sun rose, Spencer woke up to the smell of food and chamomile tea. Spencer sat up on the couch and looked toward the kitchen, seeing his back in the baggy sweatshirt that he always stole whenever he could.

He got up from the couch and walked toward the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. — Good morning, my love— he said, hugging you from behind, his slender arms wrapping around your waist as he kissed the back of your neck. — It smells great. What do we have for breakfast?— he asked, trying to hide the interest welling up inside him.

— There’s chamomile tea and cornmeal cake— he said. his voice still sounded sleepy, but Spencer found that all the more charming. He looked into his eyes—those sweet eyes staring back at him.

— Can I have a kiss?— he asked, looking at your lips with that puppy-dog gaze. When your lips met his, a sigh escaped his lips; his hands tightened around your waist. He loved these little moments when you were together.

Breakfast was a peaceful experience; he looked at you the whole time, his hand barely leaving yours, gazing at you as he held your hand. — Honey— Spencer said, wanting your attention; when your eyes met his, he smiled.

— When I was coming back yesterday, I saw a bouquet of yellow roses. It was really beautiful— he said, just throwing the idea out there, as he looked at you with wide eyes. He knew it would work out; he would be the one to receive the bouquet.

— Where was that bouquet for sale?— His question brought a smile to Spencer’s face, along with a feigned air of innocence.

— Near that restaurant that serves chicken xadrez— he replied promptly. He was already certain that all he had to do was put on that expression, and he’d get what he wanted.

When Spencer was in the BAU office, nearing lunchtime and working on his reports, he received a text message on his phone: a simple — Can you come down?— His heart beat faster, and he quickly stood up from his desk, catching Emily’s eye—he was at the desk across from him and just let out a little laugh.

Spencer went outside the building, took out his phone, and sent a message: — Where are you?— He sent it and heard his voice—— Right behind you, my love.— He turned around to see his holding a bouquet of yellow roses.

— I thought I’d pick you up for lunch.— his sweet smile brought a smile to his face; Reid reached out to take the bouquet from his hand. He looked at the flowers and then at you, biting his lip.

— Sure, that sounds like a great idea— Spencer said, taking your hand and walking beside you to the restaurant you’d planned to go to. His other hand played with the ribbon on the bouquet. Spencer knew he could get anything he wanted from you with that puppy-dog look, and he was certainly going to start exploiting that more.