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Mine

Summary: Spencer meeting your apartment for the first time because you avoided it because of the decoration

Words: 1.8K

Relationship: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, fingering, fluff, creampie, praise.

A/N: Writing this because my room is the example of fangirl. Btw when I use taylor pics is more because they already have the gray filter and not because I picture Y/N to be like that.

Request are open.ᐟ

➜Masterlistᝰ.ᐟ

When you enter the BAU, you decided to act more serious and stop using a lot of colors like you usually did on your daily routine.

Your personality changed too and you stopped yourself from mentioning your likes and about being a big fan about certain things to not look childish.

That continue even after two years of being with the team and having trust in them, you still choosed to be close about your fanatic side and your love for concerts.

The only person that knew was Penelope and you two had went to concerts together and everything when you both had time.

After you started dating Spencer you had changed with him and decided to be more warm with him and open a lot more, when you two had a date you dressed up with a little more of color, clothes that actually reflected your real personality more.

Of all the things that you had been open about with him on late nights together after making love, there was one that you were scared of and it was your apartment.

Your apartment was colorful and was like the reflected of a teenage girl for most of the people who had been there in the past, past partners and situationships had told you that it was childish and that you should changed it.

You almost stayed at his apartment always, being asleep in each others arms was one of the best feeling in the world that both of you could have feel so being there was common for you.

He had asked you about seeing your apartment a couple of times through your relationship of less than a year but you always had an excuse to avoid that from happening.

For example, a month ago while the team was in a case, he had asked you if he could see your apartment.

"I was wondering if that when we're back, can I go to your apartment?"

"Sorry but one of my friend fought with his partner and now they're staying at my house while thinking about their relationship, maybe in another chance." You made your best effort to make your voice sound nonchalant and casual and not let him know about your lies.

Now, you were sat on your desk writing you reports when you amazing boyfriend brought you coffee. While you were tasting the coffee after not having too much sleep at night, you heard the voice of your boyfriend.

"I want to ask you if today I could go to your apartment, no more excuses so don't try to invent something, I had let it passed many times." He was serious when he said that statement, he had gotten tired from hearing all the excuses that fall from your lips.

In that moment you knew it was finally time to give up and let him see it. "I'm sorry for had been lying to you, in compensation I let you go tonight and I make dinner, what do you think?" Your voice was tired, you stared at his annoyed gaze waiting for his response to your proposition.

"You call me if you want me to brought your anything for the dinner." He said before going back to his desk letting you alone with your thoughts, drowing slowly in them fearing of him being the same as your previous partners

After work, you were back at your apartment cleaning everything until it was almost perfect. You had spent almost a hour choosing what to wear of your actually daily clothes.

When it was time, he was there at your door, with a small bouquet of your favorite flowers. "This are for you and your apartment."

You took them from his hands and gave him a kiss. "Before you see everything, please don't judge me." He denied with his head, and gave you another kiss on your forehead.

You let him enter and he could already notice your decorate style from the entrance hall, it had plants and a painting of a husky with her family.

"You have a dog?" Spencer asked you while seeing the painting of the dog and your family. He didn't ask you much about your family to avoid making you uncomfortable if you had any problem of trauma related to them.

"Yes, is a family dog and she is very cute, I wanted to take her with me but the job makes that impossible." You glanced at the painting again and nostalgia filled your mind, he notice that and gave you another kiss on your forehead.

Your apartment was very different from what he expected, it was the contrary of minimalist but in a good way, everything was at balance.

The living room was colorful, the couch with plants at the side that looked well taken care and a coffee table had a nice vase with flowers and candles with cute forms. The wall behind it was cover with vinyls of your favorite artists. Your television had led lights behind it to make it look cool while watching series.

The kitchen was also colorful, the electrodomestics were of pastel tones. The cabinets, drawers and the kitchen island were of a pistachio green tone.

"I know it too colorful and it looks childish but-" He didn't let you finish your nervous speech about defending your apartment.

"It's looks nice, you made a great job at decorating it, it isn’t overwhelming for me." His voice had an effect on you and you stopped, his hand went to your back and started to make relaxing circles to calm you down. "It's nice that you have vinyls and a record player, the quality is better only on the first play."

"That's why I liked them but I have more cds, they are more cheaper to collect." You went to put the flowers in the vase and when you were done he had already entered your gamer room.

That room had a setup gamer of a lilac color and had figures and a lot of things, posters of series and movies on the walls.

"This is how you spent your free time?" His tone didn't sound in mockery, it was actually curiosity.

"Yes, I like to play videogames normally when I have time, not bloody types or anything like that, more like Minecraft." You lay your head on his shoulder while he was seeing the room.

"What's Minecraft?" He was confused and he looked at you with his puppy eyes, those that had made you fall many times and still worked like the first time he had kissed you or hugged you.

For a moment you looked confused too until you remembered that your boyfriend didn't use technology if it wasn't necessary. "It's difficult to explain but it's a open world game, I show you later."

You two went back to the living room and sat on the couch and were cuddling while watching tv, it felt nice to be with him like this and forgetting about any preocupation or stress about the job, you wished it was always like this.

You move your head and gave him a innocent kiss that carried all the appreciation that you felt for him for not laughing at your apartment, he gave you another of his that had been more intense and that had let you breathless.

You felt how one of his hands travel from your thigh to under your lilac skirt, until the pad of his fingers made contact with the cotton fabric of your panties, he started to rub them feeling how you were getting wet.

You let out sighs at the feeling of him rubbing the wet fabric against your clit over and over again, slowly driving you crazy, you hid your head on the crook of his neck to avoid your neighbors from complaining about you.

"You lied to me for four months straight and you don't feel remorse, maybe I should stop and not give you relief." His voice sounded husky while he whispered against the shell of your ear, his voice making you shiver at the feeling of his breath.

He continued his teasing, your panties were soaked with your arousal and you where getting too worked up, your whole body was burning like a pile of old papers.

"Please Spencer, I want it." You whined against his ear hoping that he would take mercy on you and give you the release that you needed in that moment.

His pace was getting faster and harder with any moment, you were a mess of moans and whines, his lips against your forehead giving you kisses and whispering sweet nothings to you.

"You look beautiful like this, you wanted it too much, don't you?" His tone was half sweet and half teasing, he love to make you feel like this, to make you felt frustrated and then give you what you wanted.

He notice you were close to reaching your orgasm and stopped his fingers on his tracks, you whined and started to move your hips to tried to reach you peak alone but his hands grabbed your hips and stopped your motion.

You threw your head back in frustration until you heard the sound of the zipper of his pants, you open your eyes to see the bulge inside his boxers, you felt how you breath got faster again.

You straddled his lap and pulled his boxers down to let his member free, he helped you and entered you with one deep thrust making almost scream from the feeling of him being deep inside you.

His pace continue making you see stars and touching the sky, the living room filled with your moans and whines along with his groans of pure pleasure.

"You're too tight, so good my love, so fucking good." He said against your skin of your shoulder, his voice sounded breathless just like yours.

That's when the orgasm hit you both at the same time, you screamed his name and repeated like a mantra while he whisper praise against your collarbone while kissing it.

"I think is better if we order take out and take a break." You were trying to recover your breath and he just gave you a nod and caress your back under your cardigan and top.

He nodded and took you in his arms and carried you to your bedroom, in that instant you remember why you didn't let him. When he enter he found three plushies on your bed and doll on your desk.

When he saw that, he just lay you down on your bed and looked around. "I still don't see nothing bad, your room is nice and your entire apartment is nice too my love."

He gave you another kiss on your cheek this time making you giggle a little and pulling him for a hug.

Taglist: @bre99 @hiireadstuff @javierpenasredshirt @pleasantwitchgarden @iniyalovesall @caffine-queen @fab-notfat @khxna

Summary: You're going to see Spencer after he spent three months on the prision.

Couple: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Little angst, mention of prision and murder.

A/N: Hi everyone, guess who is back to write like is running out of time! Someone has to take TTPD away from me, now this is an addiction.

Sorry if this doesn't have to much to do wuth the song and remember, english is not my first language, so please tell me if I have an error.

Plss reblog it and request are open!

Masterlistᝰ.ᐟ

When Spencer was being held in custody in Mexico, you were anxious, you visited him and he was completely different from who you were accustomed to.

It was like he wasn’t mentally there, he looked like a mess and his mental stability was almost inexistent, you almost broke down when you saw him in that state.

After that visit, he didn’t let you go again to see him, he didn’t want you to see him in that state and was worried about your mental health even if he was worse in that matter.

You felt hurt at that moment but you decided to understand him and didn’t visit him again but you sent him letters, the first few letters he didn't respond to you, after some time he started to respond to your letters.

You have been feeling down all the time, being in your apartment made you feel miserable knowing he wasn't there, it felt lifeless there without his presence.

Your bed that once was your favorite place in the world became the worst place to be without his arms around you holding you and protecting you from all the things that happen out there.

You were cleaning the apartment when your phone started to ring, you took it to check who it was and when you saw his name you let out a scream. You quickly answer the call.

“Spencer, are you okay?” You said immediately when the call started, your voice was full of worry for him.

“Yes, I’m already out and I’m alright, don’t worry angel.” His voice sounded reassuring, even if he wasn’t alright he wouldn’t have told you but something inside you told you to believe him.

That calmed you instantly, knowing he was alright made your mind at peace, and the overthinking in your mind stopped even if it was for a moment.

“I’m going to be there in a couple of hours.” His voice sounded tired, knowing him you know that he hadn’t slept more than two hours or less in those three months

Now you were waiting for him in your apartment, sitting on your couch trying to read a book, but that task seemed impossible right now, your mind was only focused on the clock in the living room, checking it every few minutes.

It felt like the minutes were slowly becoming eternal, your heart was beating like it was going to get out of your chest, and your mind was running through a million thoughts at the same time.

Then you heard the door opening and you ran towards the entrance just like a little kid, when you saw him you just hugged him while tears began to spill from you’re eyes.

“I missed you so much.” You whispered against his neck, your voice breaking with every word you spoke. His hands were rubbing your back in a calming notion.

When you pulled back enough to see his face, you noticed that his face had tears spilling from his beautiful eyes, you removed them with your thumbs while you held his face in your hands.

“You don’t have any idea of how much I thought about you, All those nights, you kept me going. I read every letter you sent.” He pulled you towards him for a kiss. When his lips touched yours it was like being in heaven again.

You pulled away a little and put your head on his chest “I’m sorry that you had to go through all of that.” Your voice was weak and filled with sadness thinking about all the things that he had suffered, you looked to another side.

He pulled away a little and took you by the chin to make you see him, he started to speak again. “Even if I go through all of that, knowing that you were here is enough compensation for all the things that I had suffered in my life.”

You kissed again but with time it was more slowly and gently, the kiss was filled with the love that the two of you had for each other. You were sure that the love would never end between you two.

He was the one who you want to spend the rest of your life with him.

Summary: Spencer is having dudes about his feelings towards JJ and reader can't bear it.

Couple: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst, Spencer being a bad boyfriend, mention of prision and drugs.

A/N: I just write this because haunted of my favorite blonde but ended up in cardigan. Second part is probably in saturday or sunday.

Second part!

All these years for what? He always gonna dude about their relationship.

After he was held hostage with JJ he started to act differently towards you, he was more cold and looked guilty when you tried to hug him.

In a case when you both shared a room, you lay down on the bed by his side, it was almost midnight. You try to move closer to him but he just moves away just a little, you get nervous for a moment but you decide to push the thoughts aside.

"Spencer I wanna talk with you about something important." You look at him in the eyes, sitting against the gray headboard of the bed.

"I notice that you've been acting weird and-"

He didn't let you finish, normally he wouldn’t do that and less in a conversation like this. "Please don't start now Y/N, nothing is happening with me. Let's just sleep okay?" The tone of his voice was annoyed and sounded tired, his facial expression was annoyed

You felt your heart break a little at his words but you tried to mend it by telling yourself that he maybe was frustrated with the case and that you have to stop overthinking.

Nothing was wrong.

You lay down again in the bed and put the beige blanket over your body and his. "Okay, I'm sorry, I was just worried about you and if something was wrong."

His expression changed again and he looked filled with guilt. "Don't apologize, you just were worried. Let's just sleep okay, sweetheart?" It was the name that he called you but it felt like ice against your warm skin. It was burning but you could bear it.

You started to be more worried, maybe he was having problems again with drugs? That would explain the guilty face that receives you when you kiss him.

Questions, that what you had so you started to ask him what was happening but he always denied everything, he thought that you were that stupid?

In the wedding of Rossi, you notice the looks between him and JJ, but you decide to ignore that even if it gives you a bad feeling in your guts, maybe you just were exaggerating.

Weeks later he and you were in the apartment, he was sitting on the couch reading a book, and you approached him and sat on his lap. Normally he would put the book down and kiss you but now he didn't do that, he kept reading like you weren't there.

"Spencer, what's happening?" Your voice was tired this time, you were tired of this, of never knowing what was wrong.

He put the book down and looked at you in the eyes, he looked annoyed by you again, and you felt hurt. "Nothing is happ-"

Now you were the one interrupting him, your voice was louder. "Stop saying that, I know something is wrong so just tell me what is happening."

He put you on the couch and got up, he was pacing around the living room, he looked stressed out and you were just looking at the floor. That's when he starts talking.

When you hear his words your mind when just blank, and your face doesn’t have any emotions for a moment, the only thing that could betray your sadness is that the characteristic light in your gaze is gone.

How he could heal and draw over your scars just to make new ones, scars that would never heal.

After that you started to cry, all your emotions were being poured into your salty tears. He tried to comfort you but you didn't let him.

"You feel something for her?" He stayed quiet, he didn't look at your eyes. That told you everything that you have to know.

How could he love her? You were the one who listened to his rants and facts. You were the one who comforted him when he had nightmares or couldn't sleep because of the memories from prison, from his addiction, from everything bad that happened to him. You were the one who always loved him and the one who would give their life without thinking for him.

"She is married and she has kids Spencer!" You yell at him, anger starts to grow inside you along with the sadness from your broken heart.

"I know," He calmly told you, how could he be calm after breaking your heart?

Maybe you weren't that important to him, maybe you were the consolation prize after all.

"Y/N, I love you, I need you to know that." His hands cupped your face, hands that were always delicate with you, like you were a doll of porcelain. For an instant, you were gonna get closer to kiss him, But you noticed his gaze, filled with guilt and pity for you.

You got up and ran towards the bedroom, the suitcase on the bed while you were filling it with clothes and your things. Tears wetting your clothes and your cheeks.

He then spoke again. "Please wait Y/N, calm down." He tried to hug you from behind you, it felt like he was trying to contain you.

You turn around and push him away from your body, from your embrace. "Stop saying that I need to calm down! You just said that maybe you still love Jennifer, how the fuck do you want me to feel about it?" You yell at him at the top of your lungs. You take a deep breath and keep packing your things.

He let you keep packing the suitcase, he didn't try to stop you again.

When you ended up filling your suitcase you walked to the principal door of the apartment, ready to go anywhere but here, you couldn't bear the thought of sleeping in the same bed where he told you that he loved you for the first time.

When you look back you find him with his eyes crystallized, the guilt was consuming him. Your fool heart broke again at the sight of him like this but your brain didn’t let you go back so you stepped out of the apartment.

After that you came to our friend's house and told her everything, she let you cry on her shoulder and told you to stay and don't go back still.

In the middle of the night, you woke up, wishing that this was just a really bad dream but that didn't happen, you were in the guest room alone.

Now you couldn't sleep without his welcoming warm that embraces you through the most cold nights.

After all, you always gonna be his second choice, the one that he could always count on to comfort him even if he didn't reciprocate your feelings.

You should know better than wanting to hug him and forgive him but you couldn't help that feeling, you thought that he was the love of your life, the father of your kids, the one you would die with.

You put your hand on top of your belly, how you were supposed to tell him that you were pregnant with his child after that? You didn't know what to do.

You felt like an old cardigan under someone's bed waiting to be found again and be used.

Looking At You Again

Summary: You met Spencer seven years ago and you met him again in the same place, maybe reconnecting can work

Couple: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, a little fluff I think,

A/N: Any problem with thw words is beacues it's 3AM, I wrote this inspired in I Bet You Think About Me at the beginning but now is completely different.

I changed the name because no one told me it was incorrect :(

➜Masterlistᝰ.ᐟ

A couple of years ago you had met a tall young man on New York, you met him at a cafe, you forgot a gift bag on the cafe, when saw this he went out of the cafe and he gave it to you.

You told him to meet again and he said yes, days later you both met again in a park and talked for a while, that was one of the best conversation you ever had.

You never saw him again until almost seven years later, you didn't even had think about him for almost six years.

You were in the same coffee shop waiting to order while seeing the snow outside when you notice that the man infront of you look very familiar.

It took you almost five minutes to recognized him, when you did it, in a impulse you touched his shoulder to make him notice your presence.

He turned around and saw you, he instantly reminded you, your hair and your eyes were the thing that he most reminded of you, along with your personality.

"Hi, It's been almost a decade since we last seen each other." You gift him a smile while talking and he reciprocated gifting you an awkward smile, something that you well you remembered from your last talk.

"Yeah, I only visit when it's for work and I don't have free time when I'm here." His voice sounded tired, you chuckle at his words.

He looked different from what you remembered, his eye bags were more noticeable, his hair was more longer, but still made you feel butterflies in your stomach when he was seeing you.

"What happen to you in this years, you really changed a lot." You meant to said that in a good way but his expression told you otherwise when it changed.

"I didn't meant it in a bad way, sorry if I made you uncomfortable." Your voice was apologetic, you felt bad of made him remeber things that he probably didn't want to remember.

"Don't worry, It's fine, you didn't meant it a bad way, and yes, a lot of things had changed." He tried to make you feel better but it didn't work out.

"You think we can met in my apartment later if you have time? When you finish the case and all of that, I can make dinner." You really wanted to see him again before he went back to the state where he lived.

"Yes, If I have time I call you." You smiled at that sentence and give him a quick nod.

Days later, you were waiting by the phone like when you were in high school, making elaborate dinners in case that he called you, you were starting to think that maybe you didn't have luck at all and that you wouldn’t see him again.

That was until two days more you received a call at 11PM while you were watching a movie in your living room, you saw that it was him and you almost fell from your couch.

When you answer it a familiar voice received you. "Can I go to your apartment tonight, the case ended a couple of minutes ago." He sounded too serious, that was weird to you but you dismissed think it was just because of the case.

"Yeah, sure, but I don't have dinner so I will order take out food. I send you the address."

When the call ended, you sprinted to your bedroom and started to look for clothes in a frenzy.

You took a shower, you shaved your body, put on some cute white lingerie and comfy outfit that looked lovely to not seemed to desperate.

Almost an hour later you heard knocks on the door, you rushed to open it, he was there, but his expression was too different that the day from the cafe.

He looked angry, his eye bags more noticeable. "Sorry for being late, the food has already arrived?"

"No, I think it would take anothe thirty minutes, today is a busy day and with the snow more." You let him enter and you went to sit to the living room, he followed you.

You started the conversation, but it was like he wasn't listening to you.

"I'm not trying to be nosy but are you feeling fine?" You tried to not sound rude or anything, you were just worried about him.

"I'm just frustrated because of how the case ended, it's not your fault." He passed his hands by his hair, he really sounded like he was to a step of snapping.

"Can I help you with that? Only if you want." You immediately regret saying that thinking that you were too bold when you heard him answering.

"Yes, please." Hearing his voice in a begging tone made you wet in that instant with the arousal.

You quickly climbed onto his lap and started to kiss him, he reciprocated the kiss and started to dominate it, his hands on your waist gripping it firmly.

You felt when his hands went under your shirt and started to caress your stomach and the skin of your ribs, then they quickly came and grabbed your breasts over the fabric of your bra.

He got rid of your shirt and your bra in a question of seconds and started to massage them and suck them, making you throw your head backwards in pleasure.

"You look so beautiful like this, like an angel." He said against the skin of your neck before sucking your pulse point

One of his hands went down until it was inside of your lingerie. "Looks like someone was up for something from the beginning." You just moan in response at that.

The pace of his fingers inside you combined with his thumb rubbing close circles on your clit made you come in minutes making you bite his neck to prevent any sound getting out of your mouth.

You got rid from the rest of your clothes before you unzipped his pants and set free his erection, his hands found your hips and pulled you against him.

"Are you sure you want this?" He sounded worried about you but you gave him a nod, he didn't do anything yet so you just said it.

"I'm sure Spencer."

That was it, he got inside you slowly to get you used to the feeling of him being inside. "You felt so good love" He thrusted inside you to prove his words making you gasp.

His pace became more fast until the couch was scraping the floor from the intensity of the moments of both of you.

You were scratching his back. "You can come inside, I'm on birth control." He gave you a nod and continue, you were close to come and you knew that he was too.

That was when it finally snapped making you scream in pleasure, he throw his head back and let out a groan.

When both of you came down, you heard the sound of the ring on your door, he pull you to the side, and got up while ajusting his clothes and taking the food.

A good way to reconnect with someone.

Taglist: @bre99 @hiireadstuff @javierpenasredshirt @pleasantwitchgarden @iniyalovesall @caffine-queen @fab-notfat

Summary: Spencer is feeling guilty and reader is nervous about the pregnancy.

Couple: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst, Spencer being a bad boyfriend, mention of miscarriage (not the actual baby), pregnancy nausea.

A/N: appreciate this and plss reblog

note: English is not my first language and I'm accepting requests!

The days passed. The team tried to reach out to you, to talk about what happened but you didn't answer except when Penelope called you.

She was the only one who knew about your pregnancy, she probably would be worried about you and the baby so you decide to answer.

"Hi Y/N, what are you doing?" Her voice sounded animated, it felt warm and made you comfortable to talk, she was the person you could talk to right now.

"Doing laundry at my friend's house, I need to do something to keep my mind clear."

"Dear I know you don't wanna talk about him but have you told him about the baby?" Her voice was empathetic, you know she was worried about your mental health and you hiding your pregnancy from him.

For a moment you felt your eyes start to crystallize, the wound was still new and it hurt. "I couldn't, how could I if he had been acting weird for the past months?"

"You're gonna come back?" She asks you again, her voice sounding more sentimental and nostalgic. You didn't wanna leave her too like Derek had to.

"I still don't know but we're gonna still be friends so don't worry, you can't escape from me." You try to comfort her with your words but you still feel like it doesn't work, you decide to send her a photo of the ultrasound where the baby was a little visible.

When she saw the photo she nearly yelled with enthusiasm. "She or he looks so cute already, I can't wait to buy baby clothes and toys."

"Me too."

Two weeks later you came back to the BAU office, and everyone looked surprised to see you there, you supposed that they already knew about the fight and that you left the apartment but not the reason why.

When Spencer saw you he looked guilty, you could notice small changes in him because, after all, you're the one who has been waking up by his side for almost three years.

The dark bags under his eyes were more noticeable and his expression looked like he hadn't been sleeping well all these days. His hair looks a little more messy. The guilt was eating him alive

Jennifer couldn't look at you when she saw you she walked to another place in the office, you decided to try to be the most civilized you could with them but it was hard.

How could she listen to you talking about Spencer being less affectionate with you and acting more distant while she knew the reason?

The only reason why you haven't yelled at her was because she had been supporting you after you had a miscarriage, she hugged you telling you that she knew how you felt. She comforts you

That's what hurt you the most, that they decided to lie to you in the face, that they acted like nothing was happening and yes, they never had an affair but the feeling was there, the stares, the internal jokes, everything. She loved him after all these years and he maybe loved her too.

You couldn't bear that thought.

You only talked to Spencer when was necessary in the cases, there was always a certain tension in the air when you both talked. The anger maybe or the sadness, maybe a mix of both.

You thought many times about finally telling him about your pregnancy. When you were pregnant the first time and you told him he cried, he was so happy about knowing he was gonna have a child and that he was gonna be a father.

He promises you to never be like his father and always take of both of you. He took care of you like you were a porcelain doll that could break if the air was strong.

When the miscarriage happened he stayed with you in the hospital, holding you while you cried. He was the reason why you got up from the bed even on the worst days.

In another case you were throwing up in the bathroom, the pregnancy nausea was the worst thing you ever had experience and the worst part was trying to hide it from the team.

When you got out of the bathroom Spencer was there and he looked concerned about you. "Are you feeling well? You have been throwing up these last days."

"Yes, I'm just feeling bad because of something I ate." You try to convince him but you can see in his eyes that he didn't believe a word of what you said.

"I wanna talk to you about something, after this case, you wanna go to the apartment to talk? You don't have to come back but I need to talk with you." He sounded nervous, it was the first time he looked you in the eyes after everything.

Surprisingly you decide to go accept. "It would be okay." Maybe you could listen to whatever he says, it wouldn’t hurt, wouldn’t it?

It was time to tell him the truth, for the sake of the baby and your mental health, you live worried about having a miscarriage again. Sometimes you fall asleep after crying for the baby.

After the case ended and everyone was back again in Quantico, you decided to go to Spencer's apartment, your apartment.

When you knock on the door you hear things moving inside and footsteps, after a moment Spencer opens the door. "Hi Y/N" He gave you a small smile, the most precious smile you ever seen.

"Hi, Spencer." You try to make your voice more gentle and you smile at him too. You cover your belly with your bag, just trying to cover your pregnancy for a couple of minutes more.

He moved to the side and let you pass, the apartment looked clean, and you noticed something on the coffee table of the living room, there was a gift bag of your favorite color. When you saw it Spencer took the bag and moved it to the bedroom, maybe it wasn't for you.

You walk towards the couch and sit on it, Spencer sits on the opposite side. The silence was awkward, you were playing with your bracelet waiting for him to talk.

"I'm sorry" When you turned to look at him you found him looking at you, his eyes were filled with affection again, it was like before.

"I'm sorry for being for distant from you, you didn't deserve it, I was an idiot for treating you like that and making you have questions all the time." His voice sounds regretful, his eyes stay on yours. "I'm not gonna ask you to forgive me if you can't, if you want you can stay in the apartment and I move out, you don't have to worry about anything."

You felt tears running down your cheeks, this was the end? If it was you decide to ask him the only question you want an answer "You love Jennifer?"

He stayed quiet and you thought the worst when you tried to get up he stopped you. "No, I don't love her, I was confused about my feelings for her but right now I promise you that I don't love her."

He got closer to you and wiped your treacherous tears from your cheeks, he cupped your face with gentle hands, hands that caressed your skin like it was silk. "I love you, you're the love of my life and If you wanna stay with me I do whatever you want, I can stop being her friend, we can move to another state, whatever you want."

You started to cried harder, you felt his arms involving your body like a warm blanket. Your face was hiding on his chest, pouring your tears on his shirt. You felt at peace right now but deep inside the sadness was still there, haunting you like a ghost.

He then tried to kiss you but you pulled away from him. He look at you confused waiting for you to say something. "I still don't know if I can forgive you Spencer. I'm still very hurt by everything and I feel like if I take a decision right now I would be rushing everything." Your voice was apologetic even if you didn't do anything wrong here, but still you felt guilty.

He gave you a slightly nod, a silent way of telling that it was fine. "It's okay, you don't have to take a decision right now, I will wait." He look regretful, you could see right through him and all you see was him feeling like he didn't deserve your forgiveness, a part of you felt like this too.

All the next week Spencer had been avoiding you and you also notice that he wasn't longer talking with Jennifer, just if it was necessary for the cases. On the weekend you were back in his apartment to take dinner with him that was more like talking and telling him about the baby.

While you were having dinner, you could't keep the secret anymore from him.

"Spencer, I'm pregnant." You whisper to him, he stop moving for a moment after hearing those words falling from your lips, the unbearable pressure on you was gone, it was lifted from your chest letting you breathe freely after a a long time.

When his genius brain started working again he got up from the chair and walked towards you, he pulled you from the chair too, his arms embraced you in a blink, his face hiding on your neck.

You feel how your body was being crushed in the most loving way in the world.

He pulled you from his embrace enough to see your face, he couldn't believe it. "How long have you know about the pregnancy?" His words were serious but you still could feel the happiness from knowing that he was gonna be a father.

"Since almost three months ago, before it happen all of this." His expression become remorseful, the happiness that he had gotten only moments ago was gone again like the waves of the ocean.

He then stopped hugging you and left the room for a moment, and minutes later he was back with the gift from earlier, and he handed it to you like it was fragile. "Open it, it's a gift for you."

When you open it you found a vinyl from your favorite artist and a pearl bush tone cardigan that had sewn stars of a gray tone. You took the cardigan from the bag and tried on your body, it was a little big for your body but you didn't mind.

"You think you can give me second chance?" He whisper against your hair, voice that sounded hopeful for your forgiveness.

You still were conflicted by everything but you know he was your baby's father, you would always be linked to him. A invisible string was tying you to him.

So you said the words that your mind keep telling you to wait more before speaking them. "I give you second chance."

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My favorite headcanon about Spencer being your boyfriend is that he would buy you vinyls and a record player to listen to your music in the best quality (idk if vinyls are the best quality actually or cds) And he would give you facts about the vinyls and record players.

Another little headcanon is that if you like mitski he would listening to her with you, his favorite album is The Land Is Inhospitable And So Are We. Fav song of her is The Frost, Fireworks, crack baby, and last words of a shooting star.

BTW REQUEST ARE OPEN FOR HIM AND OTHER TV SERIES AND MOVIES!

I Can Fix Him

Summary: You became friends with Spencer before he went to prison.

Couple: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Little angst, mention of prision and murder, friend to lovers

A/N: I think someone should take TTPD out of my hands...Plss reblog it if you liked it

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You met Spencer in a library, you couldn't reach for a book and he helped you out and then you invited him for a coffee. 

After that you two became friends surprisingly because your ways of viewing the world were extremely different, you two started to spend more time together talking about anything, series, music, or normally books. 

The conversations that you two had were your favorite thing, listening to him rambling was the best of all.  

Then fastly two months after you met him you fell for him, it made you feel lovesick like some kind of teenager, and it was hard to not kiss him when he got closer to you when watching a movie to tell you about some random fact. 

Then all went down because out of nowhere, he disappeared, you tried to call him and text him but he wouldn’t answer you. 

When you went to his apartment to see him and ask him why he didn't answer you, you only found his teammates that he had told you about. They only told you that he was traveling, you know they were lying. 

You felt hurt and decided to just forget him, you started to try to date more people but in the end, you didn't feel anything, his name was written on your heart. 

After four months you received a message from him telling you to go to his apartment and talk about why he disappeared, you accepted only to finally give it closure.  

When you knocked on the door and he opened it, he stood there for a moment without saying anything, and in the next one, he wrapped his arms around you and gave you a tight hug. 

Then he quickly pulled away and started to speak. "Sorry for doing that, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable." He stared a you with his hypnotizing eyes that had you in a trance. 

"Don't worry, you don't make me uncomfortable." You assured him, that the last thing he had done was that he had only caused a glitch on your brain for a moment. 

He gave a weak smile while he moved to the side to let you go to the living room, which made your heart go crazy.  

Inside you, you were hitting your head against a wall, you fell again for him, it was truly ever over? 

You sat on the couch while looking at the number of books that he had, every time you saw it there was more even if it felt like it couldn't. 

He walked towards you and sat on the opposite side of the couch, the silence felt uncomfortable, and you decided to start talking. 

"I know this sounds too forward but, where have you been? You just disappeared out of nowhere and your teammates say you were traveling, so why didn't you answer my calls or messages?" 

He stayed quiet and looked at the floor, he didn't say anything or answer your questions and for a moment you thought about leaving but then he started to talk. 

"I was in Mexico, in prison for three months and then a month ago I got free." His eyes became motionless for a moment, you could see how life left his eyes for a glimpse. 

After he said that you stayed quiet and in shock, many questions running through your mind. "What happened?" Your voice was filled with a preoccupation for him. 

"I was accused of killing a woman, someone made me look like the guilty." His voice sounded angry for a moment. 

You notice how his jaw tightened for a moment but then his factions softened when he saw your expression of sadness.

 "I'm so sorry, I didn't know that's what happened." Your voice sounded wobbly, he caressed your hair a for second to comfort you when he saw tears about to spill from your eyes. 

He was the one who should have been comforted but he didn't care and kept trying to calm you. 

Then a thought popped into your head "If you were back one month ago why didn't you call me?" Your voice sounded a little hurt by that action. 

"I thought you were mad at me and didn't want it to make it worse." He sounded guilty as if he had done something horrible to you. 

"Even if I was I wouldn’t let you alone on this, believe me." Now it was your turn to comfort him, you put your hand on his cheek while you said that. 

You felt how his gaze fell on your lips for a glimpse of a moment, he then looked into your eyes and you couldn't keep your emotions inside you for another moment. 

You kissed him on his lips, and to your surprise, he reciprocated. The kiss was gentle and sweet, it was heaven kissing him. 

Then he pulled away and looked regretful, you felt how your heart sank at that sight, maybe you were wrong to think that he liked you back. 

"Sorry for kissing you, I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable." Your gaze fell to the floor, you felt like you wanted to die in that moment.

 "It's not that, it's just that I have changed in these months, I'm not the same man that you had met in the past." His voice was more quiet, he sounded insecure about him. "I don't want to hurt you or damage your form of viewing the world." 

When he said that, the only thing that you could think was that you didn't care if he ruined your vision of the world, you only wanted him and you knew that you could try to fix the parts of him that had been broken. 

Your hands went to his face, holding it gently. "I know that and I don't care, please let me be here for you, let me be your support." 

He kissed you and hugged you, you hid your face in the crook of his neck, it felt nice to have him back.