moony | 18+

“So you're finally gonna do it huh?” Morgan smirked at his best friend who was currently fiddling with the box in his hands.

Spencer sighed opening the box to check that the ring was still inside, “yeah well I figured now's a better time than any”.

“is this about what happened in London?”.

spencer flinched at the mention of their most recent case, they were called out to London to catch a serial killer who had been targeting women and children, you had been partnered up together, like always, and had been the ones to find the unsub first and, like always, you had put yourself in danger to protect the team. you had been shot in the shoulder and even though the paramedics told him you would be fine he stayed by your side the entire time, thinking that if he left for even a second you might leave him.

“spence... if that's why you're doing this, if you're not ready-”

He put a stop to Morgan's speech before he went on about calling off his plans.

“no, I'm sure.” he sighed “I've had this in my drawer since our first anniversary, I'm finally ready now”

“ready for what?” said pen out of nowhere making both men jump, “oooh pretty ring” she said looking on in awe.

“that must've cost a fortune! is it y/ns birthday or something?” she stood staring at both men for a second, taking in spencer's appearance, he was tired and jumpy and sweaty so he was clearly stressed, Morgan on the other hand was struggling to hide his smile, watching her piece it together.

“WAIT... NO WAY” she squealed as a look of realisation crossed her eyes.

“pen keep it down” hushed Morgan, looking out of the conference room window to see a few agents watching them curiously, you however were nowhere to be seen.

“shit sorry!” she said as spencer put the ring back in his pocket, “so... when are you gonna ask her?” she said hiding her smile behind her hands.

she had been the one to set them up in the first place, as soon as y/n had walked through those doors she knew they would be perfect together, she was a little hesitant at one point, not wanting to push either of them into something that would make them uncomfortable, but after seeing the longing stares when one of them wasn't looking, or they way they smile when the other would make a bad joke that no one else was laughing at, she knew they were made for each other.

“when is he gonna ask who what?” you stand smiling in the doorway at the sight of your flustered boyfriend, who's nervously fiddling with the hem of his jumper trying to avoid your eyes.

“uhm when am I gonna ask JJ for the file on our last unsub” spencer glances over at Morgan, silently thanking him for saving his ass, “which is right now, we were just on our way to talk to her, right pen?” he says giving her a side glance and forcing out the biggest smile you've ever seen.

“oh yeah we just got so caught up talking to spence here about... K-pop” everyone turns their heads to look at pen, staring at her as if she had grown a second head.

“since when do you listen to K-pop?” you ask spencer questioningly.

“since this morning” he rushes out “uh guys, the files” he sends a pointed look in their direction and they immediately begin to back out of the room.

“yeah right the files, see ya later guys” says Morgan rushing out of the room followed by a waving pen.

“what was that about? the London case? didn't we close that like a week ago?”.

he shrugged making his way over to you and wrapping you in his arms.

“I don't know, you know how strange those two can be” he laughs and feels your chuckle vibrate on his chest where your head lay. “Anyways enough about that, how'd you feel about going to dinner tonight?” he says kissing your head as you lift your gaze to meet his eyes, a small smile creeping its way onto your face.

“id like that a lot” you sigh resting your head back on his chest,” it feels like forever since we went out” you smile at the thought of getting all dressed up and going out to dinner with your boyfriend.

“okay then, now that's settled we should probably get back to work” he gives your head another kiss and pulls away, looking down at you, “ ill wait for you out back after work and ill drive us home to get ready”.

“sounds perfect” you whisper giving him a quick peck on the lips before backing up and toward the door, still smiling like an idiot, “ill see you later spence”

“i love you” he yells as you back out the door and into the busy hallway.

“i love you too!”

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The ride home was filled with questions and answers, most of the questions from you and most of the answers from spencer, with the exception of the quick ‘how was your day?’ muttered in your direction when you first entered the car.

now he was sat on the couch in your shared home, waiting for you to be ready.

“hey babe, you ready yet?” he yelled up the stairs, his nerves eating away at him as he sat waiting for you, somehow the longer he had to wait the more nervous he got.  

when i say nervous i don't mean in the sense that he thinks he's making a mistake, he knows he's doing the right thing in asking you to marry him, he cant wait for you to be his wife one day, he's nervous that hell mess it up, like he does everything else when it comes to relationships. what if you think he's moving to fast? even after being together all this time what if you want to slow down or take a break? what if you don't love him anymore? oh god what if you say no?.

now he was sweating, pulling at the collar of his new shirt, that he bought especially for tonight. 

he feels a buzz in his pocket, the one that isn't occupied with a ring box, and he reached in to pull out his phone, wondering if it was you telling him you didn't want to go out anymore, or that you knew what he was up to and you didn't want it, but to his surprise it wasn't you, or Pen, JJ or Morgan. it was Hotch.

“don't panic kid, she's gonna say yes”.

he lets out a sigh at this, would she?.

his thoughts were interrupted by the creak of the stairs you were now descending, you were wearing your favourite dress, scratch that, you were wearing his favourite dress, he loved how you looked in it, you looked astronomically beautiful in anything you wore (or didn't wear), but this dress? the one you had worn on your first date together, it just made him fall even more in love with you.

he immediately stood and started toward you as you reached the final step.

“how do i look-” you didn't have time to finish before his lips were on yours, sending shivers down your spine, setting off butterflies in your belly and fireworks in your heart, all which you gladly welcomed.

as he pulled away to look at you again you caught sight of what he was wearing, “spence you look hot-” “you look incredible-” you both say at the same time, laughing at how often this happens.

“you ready to go?” he asks while offering you his arm, grabbing his coat.

you nod, linking your arm with his and following him out to the car, a bright smile on your face. 

he opens the car door for you and you take a step back when you see what's on your seat...

he got you flowers not just any flowers, but a bouquet made of all of your favourite flowers, wrapped together in a y/f/c bow with a card inside.

“oh spence, these are beautiful” you say looking up at him with bright eyes, filled with a love and adoration you saved just for him.

he smiled back at you, returning all the look “I'm glad you like them but you cant read the card until after dinner” he says before moving the flowers into the back seat so you could sit down.

“oh?” you ask a small grin on your face as you get closer to him “what does it say? is your darkest secret?” you ask teasingly as you see how flustered he gets.

“i- just after dinner okay?” he says laughing at your behaviour before closing the car door once he saw you were all buckled in. this damn car, he had had it for years and it was practically falling apart, you always insisted he buy a new one but if he did that then he wouldn't have the money to treat you, which he liked to do often. 

“you ready?” he looks over at you after settling into his own seat and pulling out the drive way.

“sure am” you smile over at him before turning to look out the window at the passing houses.

as excited as he was, spencer was shitting himself.

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He had jinxed himself.

he had thought of how this night would go every day now for the past month, he had run every possible problem, solution and outcome in his mind, not his one though. he never thought about this one.

he sighed as the car came to a stop, still spluttering and screeching as he attempted to steer it onto the side of the road.

“maybe it just needs a minute?” you offer whilst looking over at spencer who was nodding in agreement with you, he hoped you were right.

just as he had turned to look at you the hood flew open, smoke pouring from the from of the car as though it were a steam train.

you both immediately got out of the car rounding to the front to take a look at the damage, you don't know why, neither of you knew a thing about cars.

you sigh as you grab his phone from the grip in the car, he was using it to show directions to the restaurant, the one you were so looking forward to going to.

“oh hey spence, look at this” you say putting the phone in between you so you could both see the screen “the restaurant is just round the corner! we can just leave the car here, go eat and call a cab after” you say beaming up at him, he looked back at you, maybe the night wasn’t ruined after all.

spencer slammed the car shut and locked it before taking his phone from you to place back in his pocket and holding his hand out for you to grab, which you did, he was kind of sweaty, definitely nervous, but you just put that down to the whole car situation, it was bound to happen eventually.

you both strode down the path hand in hand, he looks beautiful under the moonlight, the stars reflecting in his eyes, you had never seen anything as beautiful in your life, ethereal, that's the only way you could describe him in this moment. ethereal. he could take you anywhere, a run down bar, a greasy diner, hell he could even take you to the store to pick out food (snacks), which he often did and you would pig out and eat on the couch, wherever he took you, you'd be happy as long as you were with him.

“what are you staring at” he asked in a light tone, grinning slightly.

“just you” you whispered back, smiling up at him, he was breaking out into the cheesiest grin you had ever seen, god he was perfect.

he turned to look away once his phone chimed, letting him know we were at our destination, we both looked at each other in confusion.

there was nothing here?.

“no no no” spencer panicked removing his hand from yours so he could type something into his phone.

you look over his shoulder, a news article.

LOCAL FAVOURITE RESTAURANT BURNS DOWN.

oh.

“shit” spencer cursed as he read through the article once more, this was the place he had brought you on your first date, it was meant to be special and now its ruined, the night was over, he couldn't save it now.

“FUCK!” he yelled pacing on the side walk, “THIS IS ALL FUCKING BULLSHIT”.

you flinch at that, spencer had never been one to curse, or yell, he was usually calm and cool, he had to be because of his job, but now... you had never seen him like this, you never thought he would get this mad over a restaurant.

“baby” you say touching his bicep and he holds his head in his hand, not looking up, “hey come on, lets just call a cab okay? ill go home and cook something for us?” you say and you see him relax at your words.

“No, tonight was supposed to be about you, I didn't want you to have to cook anything” he sighs as he looks up at the sky, feeling something drip on his face.

“okay then we’ll order in! problem solved” you smile at him, but he's not looking at you.

his hands are outstretched as he waits to feel it again, he waits and waits and waits- there it is, he looks over at his hand to see the singular bead of water run down his palm to his wrist.

“well shit-” the heavens opened, it was so sudden and unexpected, rain wasn't even forecasted today, and yet here you both were, drenched, so much so that your dress was sticking to you and beginning to become see-through, seeing this spencer threw the jacket in his arms around your shoulders and guided you under the little bit of shelter the doorway of the burnt building provided.

if the night wasn't ruined before it certainly was now, ‘god how am I gonna make this up to her’ he thinks, ‘she's gonna hate me’.

thousands of thoughts circle his mind, until he hears something that makes him look up, he hears your laugh.

he watches you as you reach your hands out to catch the water droplets, he takes in your smiling but shivering form and panics all of a sudden.

“y/n, don't you'll get sick”

“oh come on spence, its only a little rain” you laugh as you step out from the doorway and kick a puddle at your grouchy pants boyfriend, who just stands there and watches you, a look you somehow cant decipher on his face, he looked fascinated by you, enamoured. he watches as you giggle and slash in the puddles on the sidewalk like a kid.

“how did i get so lucky” he whispered, smiling to himself.

“maybe we should call a cab, its really starting to pick up” you yell over the noise of the rain wiping a droplet from your brow.

spencer nods in agreement only to look down at his phone, 1% battery, his eyes go wide as he stares at the screen as it suddenly shuts off.

he looks up at you and you share a look, what are we gonna do now?.

you both stand there staring at the ground trying to come up with an idea “my phone!” you gasp and he looks up at you smiling only for it to disappear when he doesn't see your bag.

“i threw my bag in the back before we left, we can walk back to the car, call a cab and wait there so we can dry off, then in the morning we can call a towing service” you said smiling beginning to walk back from the way you came, hearing spencer's hurried footsteps behind you before his hand finds yours and intertwines your fingers, you blush and smile up at him.

when you finally make it back to the car its almost impossible to see.

spencer unlocks the car and turns on the overhead lights so you can find your bag, once you do you settle inside.

“hey, you okay calling the cab? there's a store across the street I wanna go pick up some food (snacks)” your stomach growls at the mention of food, you hadn't eaten all day and knew that he would get your favourite chips.

“yeah sure please” he chuckles at the noise your stomach makes and plants a kiss on your head before closing the door and running across the street.

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once the cab has been called you settle back into your seat knowing what this means... you're gonna have to get a new car. you had both put money away to buy a new one in case this one failed, you knew it was on its way out, you had been trying to get spencer to scrap it a while ago, but he insisted that if it was still running then he was keeping it.

it was old and starting to rust but it reminded you of him, and of yourself, he had stashed his books in the glove compartment and you had hung a little keychain of your favourite flower- the flowers... he said not to read the card until after dinner right? well if there is no restaurant then it doesn't really count now does it.

you reach into the back and grab the small folded card from the bouquet turning it over to read it just as spencer opens the car door.

“hey so i got your favourite-”

To my beautiful, hopefully, wife.

I love you always,

                              your, hopefully, husband.

You didn't even have time to process before you were pulled away by the sound of spencer's head hitting the wheel.

“this wasn't how I wanted to ask you y’know” tear spring to your eyes as you watch him, he’s looking down, fiddling with his fingers, a nervous habit... “ I had this whole plan, we were gonna get dressed up, i was gonna take you out for a nice meal, then make some excuse to run back to the car and grab your flowers, then i was gonna take you to that hill with the bench” he begins to point out of the front window and my eyes catch sight of a watch point. “That one right up there, can see the hole city, you were gonna read the card under the moonlight and when you looked up id be down on one knee, it was gonna be perfect, it had to be perfect” he lets out a sigh as he rubs his eyes “I ruined everything”.

“yes” you whisper, tears still stinging your eyes.

he looks up at this and his heart breaks “baby I'm sorry I know its totally all my fault your night was so shitty, and I completely understand why you blame me” he says turning his body so that he's facing you and taking your hands into his.

“no, I mean yes spencer” you watch his face twist in confusion, he looks so cute like this, you lean in and place a gentle kiss on his lips “of course ill marry you” you whisper against him causing his eyes to go wide and crinkle from how big he's smiling.

“oh right” he laughs as he removes his hands from yours to rummage through his pockets for the ring, the most perfect ring you had ever seen, straight out of your dreams.

once it was settled on your finger, you pulled him in for a kiss, conveying every emotion you felt for him in that moment and he understood, it was a love so unconditional, so rare, he's surprised he himself found it, found you.

you pull away hearing the beep of a car horn.

the cab.

“ughhh” spencer sighs throwing his head back whilst you grab your bag, “why do they always have to park across the street, were gonna get soaked!” he throws his hands up whilst you laugh.