One-Shots

Birthday Confessions - (fluff)

Summary: Reader (gender neutral) and Spencer are both secretly in love with each other. Reader is going to be alone for their birthday, so Spencer comes up with a plan to surprise them.

The low rumble of the jet lulled you to sleep, your head falling to rest on Emily's shoulder. Spencer sat across from you, his eyes fixated on the slight curve of your lips as your chest rose and fell with every breath you took, in tandem with the fluttering of his heart. The orange hue of his reading light dusted your cheeks, and the soft sounds you made resonated between his ears. He was so transfixed on your angelic, sleeping form, that he was unaware of the smirk plastered across Emily's face as she watched him look at you. When he noticed her staring, he cleared his throat and abruptly returned his gaze back towards his book. Her light chuckle at his actions brought a harsh blush to his cheeks, only causing him to sink behind his book even further.

"You know, you're not being very subtle", Emily teased, "(Y/n)'s going to catch on sooner or later". Spencer felt his lungs constrict as panic coursed its way through his body.

"Wha-what do you mean?", he confoundingly replied, having realized just how obvious he had been.

"Spencer", she said with a knowing look, "We all know how you feel about (Y/n)-"

"Emily!", he hissed. His eyes growing tenfold as he looked back at you to make sure you were still asleep. "They're right there!", he pleaded, turning his head to gesture towards your unconscious form.

"Relax", she grinned. "They're asleep, and trust me, (Y/n) can sleep through anything", she said, rolling her eyes fondly. Spencer fought back a smile, trying to maintain his stoic composure, as he thought of how annoyed Emily would get on cases when your absurdly loud alarm would go off and not even wake you up. You would always joke that the point of your alarm wasn't to wake yourself but to wake up Emily so that you could be woken up by the smiling face of your best friend. Emily would always glare at you in the mornings while on cases, and you would return the favor by laughing Oh hush, you love me, as the rest of the team shook their heads at your comical antics.

Spencer bit his bottom lip as he thought about how he wouldn't mind being woken up every morning to an air horn in his ear if it meant he got to wake up next to you. He would wake you up with gentle kisses across your face while holding you tightly to his chest. He would make sure to always have a huge smile on his face as he told you how much he loves you, just so you would start each day knowing how wonderful he thinks you are.

When the jet landed Emily gently shook her shoulder, causing you to groggily awake from your sleep. "Morning sleeping beauty", she joked. You took in a deep breath, lifting your head and taking in your surroundings. It was dark, save for an amber halo peeking through Spencer's deep curls. An inaudible gasp left your lips at the sight of him smiling down at you with his dark eyes that still managed to shine brighter than all the stars in the night sky. To quell the augmented flutter of your heart, you quickly turned away, hiding your flushed cheeks, before putting your head back down on Emily's shoulder.

"Mmm, goodnight", you sighed, closing your eyes as a smile crept its way to your lips.

"Nice try", she laughed as she took her arm out from under you, placing a teasing pout across your face, "I've hit my sleeping (Y/n) quota for the week". You reluctantly sat back up and were face to face with the man you had been hiding from. Your eyes met, and you lingered slightly too long looking at each other, completely unaware of Emily's smirk.

"Right", you cleared your throat, standing up. Spencer jolted his eyes back down to his book as he turned to place it in his satchel. You took this opportunity to make your way off the jet, not daring to look back at the man you were hopelessly in love with.