I sit with my feet up on the desk in front of me while I look at the files in my hand. I had just called Hotch to let him know that I wasn't going to come into work tonight and that I could finish the paperwork from the house. I also told him Spencer could help me if I needed it. Spencer Reid, my boyfriend of two years now.

I grab my pen and start writing down some notes on the side of a paper i'm looking at. I'm still waiting to debrief with Hotch on the M.E. report, so I decide to take notes on what I think happened. I start to get hungry so I go to the kitchen. As i'm rummaging through the pantry for a snack I feel two arms wrap around my waist from behind. Sweet kisses are being planted on my neck and I bring my hand to his hair.

"Hi." I say, smiling.

"Hi." He smiles back and I finally turn around.

"What are you doing home? I thought you were supposed to be at poker with Rossi until 5:00?"

"Yeah, well, they didn't like playing with me and so Rossi apologized and sent me home."

"Were you hustling them Spence?" I laugh at him, kissing his cheek before walking back to my spot at the desk, him following behind me.

"Possibly." A grin tugs at his lips making me laugh at him even harder.

I sit back down at my desk and begin writing again. Spencer sits down on the couch and picks up his book, starting to read. I'm in the middle of writing when I get a call from Luke. I pick up the phone.

"Hey, did you guys find something?" I ask, concerned because I thought we closed the case.

I am in the middle of talking when Spencer comes over to me and starts kissing my neck again. He won't quit it even when I try to push him off of me. I let out a quiet groan as Spencer hits my sweet spot.

"(Y/N)? You good?" Luke questions.

"Yeah...I- oh god. I- Luke call me back if Garcia changes the plans, otherwise yes, I- I can go to the movies tomorrow. E-Enjoy your n-night." I try to get out and hang up as Spencer continues kissing up my neck to my jawline.

"Hey, w-what are you-" I throw my head back in pleasure. He won't stop.

"Spencer-" I try again.

"Hmm." He hums through kisses.

I put the phone down, grabbing a hold of my boyfriends hair pulling him off me. He looks at me with pouty eyes. He is on his knees now looking at me as though he's begging for me to let him continue. I normally would let him but I have work to finish.

"What are you doing?" I laugh cupping his face with my hand and he nuzzles up to it.

"I missed you today, (Y/N)." He says still pleading with puppy dog eyes.

"Alright, well, I missed you too babe but, I have work to do. We can do that after I finish I promise. I'll give you all the attention you want, just let me finish this up okay?" I laugh at him, he's so sweet.

"I can't wait though, can't you're work wait? Please. Hotch will understand when we tell him that I was injured and you were just helping me." He looks at me with all seriousness.

"Uh, since when are you injured? Is there something i'm missing Reid?" I laugh through my nose, tilting my head and scratching it.

"No, I am injured (Y/N). I am heartbroken. The treatment for it is kisses and attention from you. I'm telling you, Hotch will understand." He smiles sheepishly at me and stands up, taking a seat on the edge of my desk.

"Oh is that so? Well, maybe if Mr. Broken Heart would give me two seconds then his treatment would be ready and willing to fix him." I pick up my papers again.

Reid starts playing with all the stuff on my desk. He picks things up inspecting them. When he lands on a book that seems interesting he starts reading it. I think that will occupy him and buy me some time but then I remember that my boyfriend can read twenty thousand words a minute. Spencer finishes the book before I can finish the paper I was working on just five minutes ago. I look up at him again feeling his eyes on me.

I flash him a smile and look down again. I put my glasses on the rim of my nose, reading the rest of the paper. Faster than I could snap my fingers, my glasses are gone and Spencer has them. He's waving them around in the air. I reach up on my tiptoes trying to get them from his grip.

"I don't think you can work if you can't read the paperwork. Guess Hotch will just have to wait." He says, waving them high in the air still smiling at me.

"Reid give me my glasses. Please." I stand down and grip his collar.

I shove him up against the wall and drag my finger down his chest. I bring my lips as close as I can get them to his without kissing him. I hear his breath catch in his throat. My glasses are still in his hand, but they are slowly lowering closer to me as I distract him. I pretend to kiss him but then bring my mouth close to his ear.

"Give me my glasses or you won't get any attention at all tonight." I whisper into his ear causing my glasses to drop to the carpet.

I reach down and grab them. As I do this though, Spencer grabs me by the waist and slings me over his shoulder. I scream playfully and pound on his back with my fists. He throws me down on the couch and moves on top of me. I glance up at him and see the look on his face is a very mischievous one.

"I don't like it when you tease me (Y/N). So now, you're gonna get tickled. I'm sorry, but you aren't getting out of it." He smiles at me before bringing his hands to my sides.

I double over in laughter trying to crawl away from him. My hands come to his trying to get them away from me. I laugh so hard I fall of the couch onto the ground. Spencer and I both end up in each other's arms rolling around in the living room. He finally stops tickling me and we are on the floor laying down facing each other.

"What's gotten into you lately, Spence?" I ask, staring at his brown eyes and the curly locks falling in them.

"I miss my girlfriend, that's all. I hate it when Hotch makes you stay at the office and do paperwork all day. You should be in the field with me and the rest of the team. You're so good at your job (Y/N) and I don't want you to have to do paperwork all day for another second of your time at Quantico." He looks away from me.

"Is that why you've been bothering me all night?" I brush the hair out of his eyes and bring his gaze back to mine.

"I didn't mean to bother you, i'm sorry. I- I just... I guess that's why, yeah." Sadness fills his eyes and I bring him closer to me.

"The paperwork can wait. Right now, you are gonna get all the attention you want." I smile climbing on top of him.

"Really?" He raises his eyebrows in shock.

"Really." I lay my head down on his chest and he brings his hands to my back.

We sit up and go back to sitting on the couch. He pats his lap, asking for me to sit with him. I curl up in his arms and he wraps us in the blanket he has. I bring my hands up to his face and kiss him. I kiss him again. And again. And again.

"Hey Spence?" I question.

"Hmm?"

"Will you show me how to hustle people in poker so next time you go play with Rossi I can come with?" I laugh a little.

"Most definitely. Then, we can both be winning all of the rich italians money." He lightly runs his thumb over the back of my hand.

"Only if we have to go though. Otherwise, I want to stay here forever. In your arms." I lay my head on his chest.

"I love you, (Y/N)."

"I love you more, Spence."

"Hotch is gonna be mad that the paperwork isn't done isn't he." Spencer asks knowingly.

"Yeah." I say quietly.

"We should probably finish it then right? I'll help, come on." He tries to get up.

"Yeah right, i'll take Hotch's wrath, you aren't gonna get me all hot and bothered just to tell me we need to finish the work you pulled me away from in the first place. Sit back down genuis. We aren't going anywhere for the rest of the night."