《Spencer Reid Imagines ✔️》Cuddles
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"James Goodman, you're under the arrest for the murders of Jessica Smith, Taylor Reht and Haley Gordy. You have the right to remain silent..." Morgan cuffs the guy and reads off his rights.
I walk back towards the SUV where Spencer is standing. Walking up I see the look on his face is a wondering one. He studies the crime scene, watching as everything is happening all at once. All of the sirens and medics coming in to save the last girl the unsub abducted. All of the people around us talking to family members. The news crews and on top of it all, the man who we caught was a schizophrenic. Spencer must be having a hard time. I lean up against the car and watch our surroundings with him.
"You alright?" I holster my gun and take off my bulletproof vest while I talk with him.
"I... yeah, i'm just tired. It's been a long day. I think it'll be good to decompress on the jet. You?" He finally looks at me, his brown eyes meeting mine.
"I'm fine, same as you I guess. I'm here if you need to talk, you know that don't you Spence?" I throw my vest into the backseat of the car and run a hand through my (H/C) tangly hair.
"Yeah, I know. Let's just go." He walks away to find Hotch.
I get in the backseat of the black SUV and wait as I see Blake, Rossi and Reid all walking back towards the vehicle. Our next destination, the jet.
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I step onto the jet, following Rossi. JJ, Hotch and Morgan are all comfortable in their seats already. JJ is asleep in the seat closest to the back, next to the window. Morgan is across from her with his headphones on. Hotch is sitting next to JJ, debriefing on the files from the case we just closed. Reid has already taken a seat in the short couch in front of the TV. Rossi sits across from Hotch and they start talking. Blake is already reading a book in the seat closest to the front of the jet.
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I make my way towards the back of the jet where the coffee is. I peer over and see that Spencer is still awake and looking at something online. He's never on a tablet. He always prefers to look at hard copy files, nothing he does is ever on the internet. What's he doing? I make two cups of coffee, adding extra sugar to his. I place my hand on his shoulder after placing his coffee mug down on the table next to him. He glances up at me before returning to whatever he was reading on the tablet.
I squeeze myself in on the couch next to him. He looks over at me again before quickly shutting the piece of technology. I give him a look of confusion and furrow my brow. I tilt my head to the side, before asking him what's up.
"Spencer, I'm here if you want to talk. What's happening? Did the case get to you somehow?" I ask, placing my hand on his inner calf.
"Sort of. I mean, i'm at the age where schizophrenic breaks are supposed to start happening. It's in my family and I..." He stops, tears welling up in his eyes.
"I just don't want to end up like that guy (Y/N). I don't." He shifts his gaze away from me, in hopes of me not seeing his tears.
I come closer, pulling him towards my shoulder. He reluctantly lays his head down on my shoulder. He becomes so fragile, tears flowing out of his eyes uncontrollably now. I stroke his hair, running my fingers through it. Morgan catches a glimpse of us and gives me a hand motion asking if he's alright. I nod, he will be.
It makes me horribly upset knowing that he has these thoughts. I know he worries about his mom a lot and he's been seeing doctors about his migraines but, having fears about becoming a serial killer is way too crazy. He shouldn't think that. There's absolutely no way he could ever end up like them. He's an FBI agent. And a damn good one too. He's just sensitive about some situations.
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"You aren't going to end up like him Reid. You're nothing like him. You are the good guy. You help people, you don't kill them. You are the kindest, smartest, strongest, most kick ass FBI profiler there ever was. There's no way you could ever turn out like James Goodman." I give him a weak smile.
"I'm not as strong as Morgan but I would agree with you on the smart part. I guess i'm also pretty kick ass." He laughs slightly, tilting his head up to look me in the eyes.
I smile at him, my eyes flicking to his lips for a second before falling back on his brown orbs again. He sits up and goes back to doing something on his tablet again.
I sit there with him drinking my coffee and reading a book I brought with me. He also drinks his coffee and starts playing a game of chess by himself. I would play with him but I don't know how.
"Would you like to teach me how to play that someday?" I smile, gesturing to the board in front of him.
"Absolutely. It's one of my favorite pass times." He still looks really sad despite me trying to lift his spirits.
I go back to reading my book and soon I hear a whisper coming from the boy genuis sitting next to me.
"(Y/N)?" He whispers under his breath.
"What is it?" I glance up from my book.
"Can I cuddle with you?" He asks me, making me grin with excitement.
"Absolutely, pretty boy." I shift over so i'm in the corner of the couch now.
Spencer makes his way over to me, laying his head down in the crook of my neck. He curls up like a ball in my arms, so I wrap them around him. I grab the remote, trying to turn something on for us to wind down to but Spencer pushes it away.
"(Y/N), I just want to lay here with you, no TV. No case. Just you. Is that okay?" He kisses my cheek.
"That's more than okay Spence. I'd love that."
Before Spencer moves back into his comfortable position, he gently cups my face with both of his hands and plants a kiss on my lips. I pull away extremely shocked by his actions. Not mad, not mad at all just shocked. He immediately looks down at his hands in his lap, shaking his head from side to side.
"I'm sorry, I never should've-" I cut him off bringing his lips back to mine again.
I deepen the kiss by brining tongue into the mix this time. I feel him smiling on my lips. He pulls away, a grin tugging at the corners of hi mouth.
"There's no need to be sorry kid. I love you. I always have. Just never knew when to say something." I pull him back into my embrace.
"I love you too (Y/N). Can we go back to our cuddles now? You're so warm and comfy and you smell really nice." He scoots as close to me as he can, closing all the space in between our bodies.
"Yeah, we can go back to cuddling Spence." I smile as I squeeze his shoulder and close my eyes.
I've decided that I really like the flights home on the jet. Especially when they result in cuddling with Dr. Spencer Reid.
"You'll have to teach me how to play that chess game someday." I smile at him.
"I will, but you'll never beat me. Like you said, i'm the smartest FBI profiler you know. That applies to chess also. But yeah, I'll teach you." He laughs at me although he's not joking and I know it.
"Alright, sounds like a plan. Let's get some shut eye before we arrive back at the B.A.U." I smile at him before falling asleep.
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