a simple touch [reader x spencer reid]

c h a p t e r t e n

Last night as you arrived at your house, you took off your clothes and slipped into bed. The current case was driving you insane and you have never met such a stubborn and manipulative unsub.

Now you were pulling up to your spot at the BAU parking lot. Grabbing your purse and your coffee, you felt someone open your door. You turned around and found Spencer holding the door open for you as you exited the car.

"Good morning, Y/N." he said with a big smile on his face.

"Morning, Spencer." you replied, looking around the building making sure no one was there, so you could kiss him. You watched the last two people enter HQ, as you leaned in pressing your lips against his.

He returned the kiss, but more aggressively. You could easily say, he was the best kiss you've ever had. He pulled away and looked at you swollen lips and announced, "Hopefully we finish this case soon because I can't wait to take you out."

"I can't wait, too." you responded, locking your car.

Spencer laid his hand on your back as you walked up to the elevators. As soon as you landed on your floor, his hand left your body, instantly making you cold.

Opening the doors to the BAU, you saw a gray metal box laying on the roundtable and a bunch of people around it.

You dropped your belongings on your desk and made your way up the stairs. You and Spencer copied everybody's actions and looked at the foreign object on the table. Grant saw you walking up and gave you a side hug. You weren't expecting it, but gave him a hug back.

Spencer's figure tensed as he clenched his fists open and close. You noticed it, and gave him a let it go face, squeezing his shoulder. Your action seemed to calm him down.

"So this a make-shift telephone box that we'll use when Frank calls us. If he does, we can get Garcia to trace his location if the call's  longer than 45 seconds." Anderson explained. "When he calls, this light bulb will flash green and this timer will countdown once we lift up the receiver."

And now all you guys could do was just sit around and wait. The team has planned that if Frank calls, the only option he would have was to surrender. If he refused they'll be sending in Spencer to negotiate with him at the location he was at.

You were kind of against the whole idea of sending him in, but the unsub was harmless. He showed no signs of torture and never carried machinery. You had to hide your true feelings from the team, which made you feel guilty on the inside. Spencer noticed your discomfort, dragging the both of you down to sit in the office chairs ahead of you.

You let him take your hand under the table and squeeze it in a random pattern. His touch always comforted you, even if it was just a simple pat on the back, you seemed to drown in his affection.

As soon as you crossed your legs and placed them on the table, laying back in the leather chair the obnoxious loud ringer started echoing around the room, making everybody jump from their seats.