Ethereal

Reminiscing

You scream into your pillow once you get home. Spencer's words are stuck in your head.

"I wanted this date to go well..."

So he considered it a date. You can't help but smile. Does him wearing his good luck socks mean that he was nervous?

"...It went better than I could've ever hoped for."

His words were soft and genuine. He looked into your eyes the whole time, your head still resting on his shoulder. You wanted to kiss him so badly, but you didn't know if he would to kiss you back. You just grinned and said:

"I agree. I haven't had this much fun since the Recanter."

"It's actually pronounced Raconteur."

You giggled at the memory. You like the way he smirked when he corrected you.

"My apologies, Doctor."

"No worries Doctor."

After that he continued to read to you for a little bit. You grew tired. His soothing voice and the sun hitting your skin was enough to make you want to fall into a deep sleep and never wake up. You lifted your head from his shoulder and moved it to his lap. He stopped reading for a second. Your eyes were closed so you couldn't see his face, but soon after you felt his hand start to play with your hair. You never wanted to leave that moment. Ever.

Then his phone rang.

"This is Dr. Spencer Reid." He said. His voice was low and a little bit angry. He was silent until he sighed and started speaking again.

"Ok. I'll be right there." He said.

Your eyes were still closed, but he must have thought you were sleeping. He rubbed your arm and whispered in your ear.

"Wake up, beautiful."

You smiled and opened your eyes.

"I'm so sorry, but my unit chief just called. I have to go." The corners of his mouth were down turned and his eyes were apologetic. You gave a slight grin.

"It's ok, they need your beautiful brain to save lives. I'll see you on Saturday."

He smiled and stood up. He started to put everything away until you grabbed his arm.

"I've got it. You need to go."

"But-"

"No buts." You interrupted. "There's someone out there in trouble, and helping them is more important than cleaning up after me."

He smiled with that look in is eyes, and he glanced at your lips. You gave him a quick hug and he ran back towards the restaurant.

You closed the boxes of food, twisted the cap on the wine, put it in the basket along with the glasses, and folded the blanket. You carried it to your car and drove home. That's where you are now. You want to call Cecilia and tell her about the magical morning you had, but you decide to take a shower instead.

You step inside and the warm water runs down you. You wash your body and your hair, but the water is so comforting that you stay in longer. You close your eyes and imagine Spencer's arms wrapped around you. You think about his hands running down your arms, and his hot breath on your neck. His hands go lower and lower, until you feel his fingers-

"Y/N!"

You yelp a little bit and Cecilia barges into the bathroom. You peek out of the shower curtain and stare at her with crazy eyes.

"Cecilia, what the fuck? Why are you here?" You ask.

She gives you a resting bitch face and turns away.

"Wow, no 'Hey Cecilia!' or 'It's good to see you!' after I come to visit you on your day off."

"Sorry my reaction to you scaring me in the shower wasn't as loving and welcoming as you wanted it to be." You laugh. You turn off the faucet and Cecilia hands you your towel. You say thank you and step out the shower and dry your hair.

"So are you here to tell me something or are you just visiting?" You ask.

"Well, your date with Spencer was today right?"

You give a small smile as you remember the wonderful moments you shared with him. You blush a little bit.

"Yeah." You say.

Cecilia's eyes widen and her mouth drops open.

"Oh my god. What happened?"

She must have noticed your corny smile and pink cheeks.

"Can you give me a second? I just got out of the fucking shower!" You say. Cecilia walks out and you hear your drawers open. She must be picking out some comfortable clothes for you. After you dry yourself off and put on some underwear you grab the outfit she picked from the foot of your bed. You slip on your green William and Mary sweatshirt and your red plaid pants. You sit on the bed next to Cecilia who helped herself to some mint chip ice cream from the freezer.

"Ok. Now can you please tell me every single small detail of the date?"

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Sooooo the playing with the hair thing is definitely going to be a thing. Along with others 😏
BUT GUESS WHAT I ORDERED THE GREEN TEDDY BEAR SWEATER IM SO EXCITED
Anyways, happy reading ❤️❤️