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13. “Don’t look at me like that, like you’re afraid of me.” & 62. “Don’t lie to me!”

a/n: au where spencer has to work from home? idk how to explain why canonically so this is now an au lol

(post-prison!reid x gender neutral!reader)

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After being released from prison, Spencer worked most of his cases at home. You thought that meant you would see more of him, but bringing his work home only kept him locked in his office and led to him overworking himself. The few times you would see him, he’d be tired and irritable; so you left him alone for the most part.

You knew prison would change him, but you didn’t think it would be this drastic. And it was killing you because you didn’t know how to help him.

Spencer had been in his office all day; he hasn’t eaten since yesterday and you were pretty sure he slept in there last night. You decided to bring him a cup of tea, knowing he’d need it.

You let out a sigh as you stood outside his office door. You could hear the rustling of papers as you quietly knocked.

“Spencer?” You called out.

Instead of a response, you heard a loud thud coming from inside the room. You immediately opened the door and saw that Spencer had just thrown a book at the wall.

You let out a gasp upon seeing the furniture in the room haphazardly thrown around. Papers were scattered everywhere and your boyfriend was pacing around the room, picking up random sheets and reading them within seconds.

1. “You always smile like you’re about to cry.” & 43. “Stop telling me you’re okay!”

(spencer reid x gender neutral!reader)

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“Y/N, I’m home!” Spencer’s voice announced as he entered your shared apartment. You heard the thud of his bag as he set it down and made his way towards the kitchen.

You bit your lip as you continued to saute the vegetables in the pan in front of you. As Spencer stepped into the kitchen he got a whiff of your cooking and said, “Mmm, that smells amazing, Y/N!”

He whizzed by you, stopping for a quick peck on the back of your head, then grabbed a snack from the fridge.

“Hey Spence,” you weakly greeted.

“You will not believe what happened at work today. Morgan-” Spencer stopped himself after finally hearing your tone. “What’s wrong?”

You quickly looked up at him and shook your head, “What?” You forced a smile. “Nothing’s wrong. Tell me what happened at work.”

Spencer stared at you, he knew something was up. As you redirected your attention back to your cooking, you quietly scolded yourself. You could never hide anything from him.

“No, something happened. Are you okay?”

You pushed the vegetables around a little harder. “I’m fine, Spencer, really. What makes you think I’m not?” You faced him and forced another smile, a little more convincingly this time.

But not convincing enough. “Do you always smile like you’re about to cry?”

You let out a dry laugh as you went back to your vegetables.

Spencer was quick to stop you.  “Nuh uh.”

He stood behind you, reaching over to turn off the stove, then used his hands on your hips to turn you around and move you towards the counter so the two of you could talk.

Your gaze stayed on his chest as he used his body to box you in. He used his thumb to gently bring your eyes up to his as he softly said, “Y/N, talk to me.”

You sighed, “Spencer, I’m okay.”

“Stop telling me you’re okay!” He now cupped your face in his hand. “You’re clearly not.”

You bit your lip and stayed silent.

He let out an exhale as his thumb ran along your cheekbone. “You know you can talk to me, right?”

You leaned into his hand. “Do you know how many times you come home in a good mood?” You asked softly.

Spencer slowly nodded in understanding, but he let you finish. “90% of the time, when you walk through that door, you had just seen innocent people die, and sometimes you don’t even catch the guy!” You let out an exasperated breath. “And I’m over here with car troubles or angry bosses... But today was finally a good day for you, and I didn’t want to ruin that.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but you quickly pointed a finger at him and chided, “And don’t correct my percentage Spencer Reid, it was a hyperbole.”

You both laughed at the comment. “Actually,” Spencer started, “I think the statistic is closer is 93%.”

You sarcastically rolled your eyes at him, but he was quick to pull you into a much-needed hug. You practically melted in his arms as you held onto him tightly. “Y/N, you’re allowed to have bad days...” Spencer said. He pulled away to look at you. “And if you can handle me while I’m moping about serial killers, I think I can handle a little normal day drama.”

You hid into his shoulder as you laughed.

He guided you to the living room and you both took a seat on the couch, facing each other. “What happened, Y/N?”

“You promise to tell me what happened with Morgan today after I’m done?”

He smiled at you. “Of course.”

hi thea! i'm sorry it took me so long to write the other one but tysm for sending in another these are so fun to write 🥺

idk what my fav song is rn, but after listening to black and white by niall horan again i literally made a wedding playlist so i chose that song LOL

ty once again my love 💗

(spencer reid x fem!reader)

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As Spencer walked you to your door, he knew that this first date was the beginning of something special. There was a feeling he couldn’t quite describe, but he just knew. In his heart, he knew you’d be the one.

You fumbled with your keys, nerves jittery from the amazing first date you had. Spencer was a great guy, and you could not mess this up. Spencer noticed, and he lightly held your hand in his, stopping your action. 

You looked up at him, and your eyes were irresistible. He took the opportunity to lean down and kiss you, your lips meeting softly. You slowly kissed him back, savoring the moment.

When you pulled away, you stared at each other with love-struck eyes. It was obvious neither of you wanted to end the night. You bit your lip and asked, “Do you wanna come inside?”

Spencer smiled and nodded, so you quickly unlocked your door and took his hand, leading him into your apartment.

Ever since that first night, Spencer knew you were going to be special. But he didn’t think he’d fall this fast. As the two of you were sitting in your living room, talking about any and everything while sharing drinks, he couldn’t help but let his mind wander. He looked at you and saw a future with you. A future where you’ve grown old together, sitting on a front porch at 65. You’d have a conversation much like this one, flowing from topic to topic and without a care in the world. And you’d look over to him and ask, “When did you know?” He would smile and say, “I always knew.”

Spencer took a swig of his drink as he stared at you, the woman he was going to marry. You were oblivious to his visions as you rambled about the characters in your favorite TV show. But as he admired you while you talked, he could see it, clear as day.

He could see you, in a white dress walking down the aisle. He saw himself in a black tuxedo waiting for you at the altar. His eyes would tear up as he watched the most beautiful girl in the world swear to love him for the rest of her life. And he’d declare his love for you in front of all your friends.

He’d invite everyone, wanting the world to witness when the two of you would finally say “I do.”

And when you’d have your first dance, you’d dance under the stars that would illuminate the night sky. The stars would shine on you as you swayed back and forth in his arms. He’d feel the eyes of everyone in attendance, but you’d have his undivided attention while the slow song played in the background.

Spencer envisioned your wedding, and it was crystal clear. It had to be you, there’ll never be another person Spencer could love as much as he loved you. 

And as his mind came back from his plans for the future with you, he smiled. You were still on a tangent about how underrated your favorite character was. He looked over at you and knew he wanted you to have the best life, and he hoped he could get that for you. He couldn’t promise picket fences or sunny afternoons.

But he looked at you and promised, I promise that I’ll love you for the rest of my life.

hi ty for putting me on this song it’s in my playlist now haha

a/n: i feel like this went from 0-100 real quick but i didn’t know how to make the transition LOL and if i keep trying to change it i WILL spend 834 hours on it so i’m just gonna post it now okay bye

(spencer reid x gender neutral reader)

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“Spencer?!”

The man turned around and revealed himself to be your first boyfriend. You let out a gasp upon seeing his face. “Y/N?” He brought you in for a hug and you immediately reciprocated.

As you pulled away you took another good look at his face and said, “Wow, I almost didn’t recognize you.”

He ran a hand through his hair as he answered, “Yeah, it’s been so long.”

“I, How are you? What are you doing back in Vegas?” You stammered.

“I’m good, yeah.” He nodded. “I’m just back visiting my mom.”

“Oh! How is she?”

“She’s good! The meds are really working, I think we’re making a lot of progress.” He smiled at you.

You couldn’t stop the smile forming on your face either. “That’s really good! I... I’m not gonna lie, I miss her.”

“You only dated me for my mom.” Spencer laughed.

“That’s not true!” You giggled. Spencer narrowed his eyes at you. “Okay, maybe I did.”

You both laughed.

His phone chimed and when he read the message he let out a sigh. “Hey, listen, I gotta go... But um, would you maybe like to get dinner?”

You bit your lip to hold back a smile. You nodded, making sure you weren’t being too overenthusiastic, and replied, “I’d love to.”

As he walked away, you stared at his receding figure, remembering the last time you saw him. You were high school and college sweethearts, your first and longest relationship. They say you never forget your first love, and boy were they right.

hii tysm!! <3 and yes pls ty i love getting asks!

a/n: umm i ignored the bridge of this song because i wanted this to be a happy blurb... hope you don’t mind hehe

(spencer reid x gender neutral reader)

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As Spencer collapsed on his bed, he found himself smiling at his ceiling fan. He felt his heart race as he recounted tonight’s events. He had just gotten home from a night out with you and he was filled with glee. Just your mere presence was enough to get his mind off the gruesome case he came back from. And he was already counting down until the next time he could see you.

You were best friends. The closest relationship Spencer’s ever had with anyone really. But as time went on, he realized that the two of you do things that friends normally wouldn’t do. And he liked it. But he liked your friendship more. There were so many times he wanted to speak up about his feelings, but he kept quiet. He knew that if what he was feeling was unrequited it would ruin the best thing he’s ever had.

But tonight. Tonight felt different. He caught himself hiding his blushes more frequently and his heart rate was 27% higher than usual. There was just something about riding on the subway together or walking through the halls of the museum today that made his emotions sky rocket. And perhaps it was his own emotions clouding his judgement but he saw something in you too.

He stared at the phone beside him; it was so close it was almost taunting him to call you. You just saw each other, would it be weird to call so soon? Could he call you tonight?

omg hii thank you!! and wow, celebrating together?? love that for us <3 i had fun w this blurb,, ty for sending ily!

50. “You look pretty today. I like you in blue.”

(spencer reid x fem!reader)

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“You know, nothing’s gonna happen if you keep staring at her.” Morgan’s voice interrupted Reid’s stare.

Spencer was flustered after being caught staring at you from across the bullpen. He sheepishly looked at Morgan as he fervently denied, “What, I-I wasn’t staring!”

He cringed as his voice came out an octave higher than usual.

Morgan rolled his eyes. “Reid, why don’t you go up there and talk to her?”

“I, I have talked to her...”

“How about talk to her about something other than a case?”

Spencer brought his gaze back to you. “What do I say?”

Morgan leaned down so his was right above Spencer’s shoulder. He looked at you from Reid’s angle and said, “Something. Anything. The first thing that comes to your mind.”

“Unless it’s a fact or statistic.” Prentiss interjected.

The two men looked at her interruption with wide eyes. “What? I wanna root for Reid, too.”

Morgan laughed as he stood up. Prentiss slowly turned in her chair to look at you. “Reid, just go over there and compliment her or something.”

“Do I have to?” Spencer nervously asked.

The two agents deadpanned at their younger coworker, answering ‘yes’ with their eyes. Spencer gulped as he asked, “Okay, well, um, how do I-”

Prentiss cut him off by placing a stack of papers on Reid’s desk and calling out to you, “Hey Y/N?”

You turned in your seat, causing Spencer to immediately look down at his desk, avoiding eye contact. “Yeah, Emily?”

“Reid has some papers to give you,” she smirked.

Spencer’s eyes widened as he looked up at Prentiss and silently begged her to rescind her statement. But she slightly shook her head and beckoned him to walk over to you.

He took a deep breath before looking back up at you, only this time he was met with your expecting eyes. He hoped the flush on his cheeks wasn’t as visible as he thought they were as he made his way over to you.

“Hey Y/N.” He nervously greeted as he handed you the papers.

“Hey, thanks Spence!” You bubbly responded, prompting butterflies to erupt in his stomach.

As you smiled up at him, Prentiss’s words echoed in his mind.

“You look pretty today, Y/N.” He complimented before clearing his throat. “I like you in blue.”

You glanced down at your outfit and laughed. “Thanks, Spencer! Maybe I should wear blue more often, then.”

Was that a tinge of pink on your cheeks?

Spencer blinked and it was gone, but the sight gave him a bit more confidence as he nodded and replied, “It’s definitely your color... Especially since blue is associated with reliability, inspiration...”

“Derek look at him,” Emily whispered from the other side of the room. Your two coworkers peered over at your conversation with Spencer, observing the body language between you two.

“He’s talking for a really long time, you don’t think...” Morgan trailed off, looking over at Prentiss.

“Oh, he pulled out the statistics!”

“Wait no, look.” Morgan gestured at your body language. “I think she’s into it.” They both leaned forward, trying their best to eavesdrop on the conversation.

“... And it’s overall a calming color.” Spencer finished.

“Really?” You asked, genuinely intrigued. You played with the pen in your hands as you asked, “And what color is associated with wisdom, warmth, and... joy?”

“That would be yellow.”

“Then yellow is definitely your color, Dr. Reid.”

You both giggled as you smiled at each other. Spencer shoved his hands in his pockets as he asked, “Do you maybe want to get dinner? With me?”

You smiled at him as the blush on your cheeks came back. “I’d love to. As long as Morgan and Prentiss aren’t there to watch our every move.”

You and Spencer turned towards your coworkers and saw them quickly go back to their desks, unconvincingly hiding the fact that they were eavesdropping. You laughed then redirected your attention back at Spencer.

“Can I pick you up tonight, at 7?”

You nodded and beamed, “I’ll be wearing blue.”

thank you so much omg!! that rlly means a lot ily <3

23. “Why are you naked?!”

a/n: i rlly had NO IDEA what direction to take this without writing smut so um i just rewrote that lila scene except it's x reader ofc and now they’re already dating hehe

(spencer reid x fem!reader)

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“Spencer!” You ran over to greet your boyfriend from across the set. “You made it!” You said as you threw your arms around him.

He hugged you back and let his arms rest on your waist as he replied, “Of course I did, I couldn’t miss it this time!”

You and Spencer had always talked about him coming on set with you. But your schedules never seemed to line up. Every time he planned on visiting, a case would come out of nowhere and he’d be across the country before the director could even yell action.

But now that he was actually here, you couldn’t be more excited. You giggled as you toyed with the hair on the nape of his neck. “You’re just in time, we’re about to start shooting.”

He placed a kiss on the tip of your nose. “Can’t wait to see you up there.”

You smiled as you released yourself from his grip and led him towards your seat where your makeup artist was waiting to do quick touch-ups. She gasped after seeing Spencer with you. “Y/N, is this the Spencer I’ve been hearing about?!”

You smiled and nodded.

“You, you talk about me?” Spencer sheepishly asked.

“Oh please,” your makeup artist replied. “You’re all she ever talks about honey.”

Spencer looked over at you and smiled, and you were quick to hide the flush on your cheeks. “Hah! With you here Spencer, I might not even need blush on her.”

This only caused your cheeks to burn even more, but Spencer laughed. As your makeup artist got to work, she told him, “Please! Make yourself at home! There are some drinks in that fridge and I hear they have crab cakes today!”

Spencer nodded as took a coke from the nearby mini-fridge and thanked her. He took a sip of the drink before he asked, “So what are you filming today?”

A bell rang throughout the set.

“Oh! You’re about to find out.” You winked at him. Your makeup artist left to tend to the other actors and you discarded the fuzzy robe you were wearing.

Spencer’s eyes went wide as he nearly choked on his drink.

“Why are you naked?!” He exclaimed.

“I’m not naked! I’m in a bikini.”

Blood rushed to Spencer’s face as he stammered, “A very... very tiny, bikini.”

You giggled at his reaction and decided to tease him a bit. “We’re filming a beach scene today.” As you stepped closer to him, he visibly gulped.

“And- And you’re wearing that?!”

You coyly nodded, and as you walked past him, you grabbed the bottle of coke from his hands and took a swig. “You don’t mind sharing, do you?” You smirked as you handed the bottle back to him.

Spencer’s eyes were wide as he watched you walk towards the set. Then he noticed your male costars staring at you the same way he was, so he quickly ran up to you. He grabbed your wrist and spun you around.

“Actually, I do.” He said before kissing you roughly on the lips. You smiled against his lips as you brought your bodies closer together. Both of you were aware of the audience this kiss had, but neither of you cared. His lips hungrily kissed you, but you pulled away before the director could yell at you. Spencer’s cheeks flushed as you looked up at him with doe eyes.

“I was talking about the coke, Spencer.”

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