I just got off of a shorter shift, at least compared to what I usually end up doing, and it was only 5pm. As I walk out of the hospital I look at my phone to see that Spencer had texted me.
Spencer: hey, I was just checking in, I hope you had a great day at work! :)
Ever since that night when I told him what happened to me, he has been very protective and made sure to check up on me, I thought it was very sweet. I returned his text saying that I was doing good and asked him if he wanted to hang out. We decided that I would go pick him up from work since he gets out in a few minutes and he rode the metro to work.
About 30 minutes later I arrive at the FBI building. Since I didn't know anyone besides Spencer I decided to stay in the car and wait for him. I eventually saw a bunch of people come out of the building and in the middle of them I spot Spencer. I drive up by him and wave.
"Hey Rose," he says while getting in the car and buckling his seatbelt.
"Hey," I replied as I drove out of the parking lot and off towards my apartment, "So how was your day?"
"It was pretty good, it was a paperwork day since we came back from a case yesterday."
Spencer always tells me that he loves paperwork days, he says they are easy and comforting. Even though I obviously end up doing paperwork in my job, I always dreaded it, I thought it was pretty boring. But I also understand where Spencer is coming from- the consistency of paperwork can be kind of therapeutic in a weird way.
As we made our way to my apartment we talked more about our day, mine being spent in an OR, which I was thrilled to tell him about. He told me about a case they had in Florida for the past week. I always liked when he told me about Florida cases, for some reason the people there are a whole different breed.
We finally arrived at my apartment and I opened the door to find Leah sitting at the table eating dinner. Spencer and I kick off our shoes and head inside.
"Hey you two," Leah says in between mouthfuls of food.
"Hey Leah," I say as I go over and give her a hug, "when do you work next?"
"Um I go in tomorrow Morning." I nodded and grabbed some food from the cabinet. I told her that Spencer and I were going to be in my room if she needed anything.
We get to my room and I see Spencer take a step in and look over everything since it was his first time in there. He goes over to look at the photographs lining my dresser and random books I have laying around my room as I go and change into something more comfortable- an oversized UVA crew neck and some shorts that were honestly pretty short. I get back to see him sitting on the bed reading through one of my medical textbooks.
"Whatcha looking at?" I questioned playfully as I sat on my bed and opened a bag of chips.
He sets the book back on the table, "just seeing how outdated my limited medical knowledge is," he said as he sat back on the bed and turned to me grabbing some chips.
I chuckled at his statement, we always joked that medical stuff is the one thing I know more about than him, he may be a genius at everything else but I trump him in this aspect.
Spencer eventually got up and changed into some comfier clothes from his go bag which happened to be some sweatpants and a FBI t shirt, he looked good. We talk and joke for a while longer about random things. After a while I end up laying down with my head on his chest, he was running his fingers through my hair while I aimlessly traced random shapes on his stomach.
"Can I ask you something," Spencer asked suddenly, "you don't have to answer if you don't want to."
"Ask away," I replied, I was honestly ready to tell him anything he asked.
"The other week you told me that you didn't really date or anything when you were younger, why is that?"
I was waiting for this question, I didn't care that he asked it , it was a valid question and I was going to give him the truth, "well in high school I was kind of a loner and most people saw me as the 'innocent' girl, I didn't even have my first kiss until college. In college I guess I was too focused on my studies since I wanted to do really well on the MCAT and get into a good med school. Then... you know what happened..." I trailed off, "ten when I got to medical school there wasn't really time to have a relationship, most people just hooked up but I wasn't comfortable doing that."
Spencer looked down at me, "if it makes you feel any better, I was a virgin until I was in the BAU."
"Really?" I shot up wanting to know the story behind that.
He laughed at my internet, "yeah there was this girl named Elle that used to work with me and i was good friends with, she was one of the only people at the time who cared, we only hooked up that one time because she quit shortly after. I don't know what happened to her after she left, I hope she is ok."
I nodded, "I don't know if you remember but when I told you about what happened to me I told you I haven't been with a guy since..." I started, slightly scared of what he might think.
"Yes I remember."
"Well I hooked up with a girl a few times before," I said not making eye contact with him, "and I guess I should also probably tell you that it was with Leah... but we haven't done anything since like our second year of med school," I stammered out at the end.
"That's ok, I don't mind," he replied and I was glad to hear, "so are you bi?"
"I guess, I never really thought about it... but I guess since I like guys and girls. You don't find that weird do you?"
Spencer pushed a piece of my hair behind my ear, "of course not, if we are being honest, I'm actually bi too."
I was shocked to hear that, obviously not in a "I'm mad way" but more of an "I didn't really expect that" type of way.
"Years ago I met up with this guy I used to be friends with during a case and we ended up booking up."
"Wow, I never expected you to be bi, does anyone know?"
He thought for a moment, "you do, even though I know the team is my family and would be accepting, especially since my one teammate Emily is bi, I just want to keep that part of my life to myself."
I nodded, "I understand, none of my family knows, I mean I think my mom has her suspicions and she would be accepting, but I've never actually came out to anyone."
Spencer leaned down and pressed a kiss to my temple, "I'm glad you trust me enough to tell me all these things."
I hugged Spencer tighter as I nuzzled into his chest, "same here, please don't keep secrets from me."
"I won't pretty girl."
Pretty girl, I smiled at the new nickname, butterflies racing around in my stomach.
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a/n- as we can see I totally know how to end a chapter correctly🤪😔🤚
ok I just wanted to point out that the timeline of this fic does not go day after day, it's usually days or weeks between chapters, I try to subtly say how long it's been at the beginning.
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Fanfiction"ᵃ ʳᵘˢʰ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵍⁱⁿⁿⁱⁿᵍ ⁱ ᵍᵉᵗ ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵘᵖ, ʲᵘˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᵐⁱⁿᵘᵗᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳ, ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇˡᵃᵐᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ" Dr. Rosalie Corman, first year OB/GYN resident and Dr. Spencer Reid, FBI Behavioral Analysis Unit profiler. The two cross paths une...
