Imagines For All

Y/n always had a good imagination. In school she had always been good at writing stories and poems. This also could be a problem, like right now for example. All she could do was stare at her long time crush/co-worker, Spencer Reid. He was talking to Hotch about a recent case, his hands moving as he talked. God, his hands. She imagined holding them, how they would probably feel soft, but his finger tips would be coarse- she knew this because she had touched his hands 'accidentally' a few times. Then her imagination started to get a little more adult than just holding hands. She started to think about how they would feel touching her, everywhere. Grabbing, stroking, groping. She also loved the way he rambled, she thought it was simply adorable how he could just sprout random facts like he was asking for the weather forecast. And his lips, she sighed, his lips drove her crazy. The way he licked them when he spoke for a long time, or if he was nervous. She wondered how it would feel to kiss him? Would he be gentle or rough, maybe a bit of both. She hoped so. Imaginings his lips molded to hers in a frenzy of love and lust, along with his hands in palces they really shouldn't be. She shivered just thinking about it. Although she most likely shouldn't be thinking of her friend and co-worker that way but she just couldn't help it. Little did she know Spencer was sitting at his desk, now finished with his conversation, and thinking the exact same things. Y/n , simply thinking about her was enough to make Spencer. .. flustered. Spencer loved her body, god it was perfect. He remembers hugging her and thinking how perfectly they fit together. Like they were made for each other. He thought of how her body would feel against him, grinding, pressing, loving him , every inch of him. He had found out he had feelings for Y/n since a year, four months and 17 days exactly. She was the only person who had actually asked him to continue his fact that he was saying that day. Even when everyone told him to stop. Of course Spencer knew he shouldn't think about Y/n this way. After all they were friends and they worked together. However, keeping such stong feelings bottled up was bound to blow up one day.

Your mind was buzzing as you looked down at the picture in your hands of the ultrasound you went to have. It was so odd to think there was a tiny person growing inside you. You were pregnant. Of course you're happy, but you're also worried about Spencer; how would he react? You only got engaged a month ago, what if he thinks it's going to fast? Taking a deep breath you decide to take it in its stride. Whatever happens, happens. Sitting at home you have gone through every possible scenario in your head. Your phone rings, cuting off your train of thought. Picking it up you see Spencers name flashing on the screen. "Hello darling, " you say as you pick up, trying not to sound nervous. "Hi Y/N, I was just calling to let you know that there's no case tonight so I'll be home in 30 minutes. " Hearing Spencer sound so happy about seeing you calmed your nerves a little, but really only a little. "Great! I'll make dinner. How does spaghetti bolognaise sound? " you ask. " Sounds amazing, see you in exactly 17 minutes babe, I love you." He says "Love you too, bye." You giggle while hanging up, he was always accurate, it was adorable. Setting up for dinner, you hear the door open and your nerves skyrocket. "Hey it's me" you hear Spencer call as he entered the apartment. "Kitchen. " you call back You feel two arms wrap around your sides, " I missed you" Spencer says as he burries his face in your neck, planting a small butterfly kiss there. " Me too, I'm almost finished why don't you go get settled, I have news." You tell your wonderful fiancé. "News?" Spencer says, his eyebrows knitting in confusion ( which was adorable by the way). "What kind of news? " he asked. "Hopefully good news, now go!" You say shooing him out of your kitchen. After dinner and Spencer trying to guess what this 'News' was ( and failing much to his frustration. ) You decide that it's now or never. " Okay, just wait here!" you say jumping up from the couch where you two where sitting after dinner. Spencer put his hands up in mock surrender, "Yes ma'am!" You take the card from under your pillow. It was in a plain white envelope and inside was the ultra sound and a card that said 'Congratulations On Being A Dad' . Taking a deep breath you walk out and sit back down with Spencer. " You're nervous" he observed 'Of course he would notice' , you muse to yourself. "A bit" you say, a small smile gracing your face as you look up at him. "Why?" He asked. Something you loved about Spencer is that he was always ready to comfort you. Instead of saying anything you hand him the envelope, watching his confusion grow by the second. Opening it he sees the card, and his face lights up, he noticed the photo sticking out of the top and slowly opens the card. " Are you..." he trails off. " Yeah," you almost whisper. "You mean we're gonna be parents? " he asked. "Yeah," this time you laugh almost not believing it yourself. "Y/n! We're having a baby!" He jumps up , pulling you up with him and spinning you around, laughing. You squeal in surprise. As he puts you down he kisses you tenderly, and then kisses your stomach. Looking up at you he smiles, "this is the best day of my life" At that moment, you couldn't think of a better person to spend the rest of my life with.