When Y/N joins the BAU, she gets along with everyone... Everyone except resident genius Spencer Reid, that is. The tension is obvious, the rest of the team exchange glances behind their arguing backs. Clearly, there's more to this than Reid or Y/L/N...
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"So, does that mean you want to share the bed?" Spencer mumbled, half asleep, causing Y/N to laugh softly.
"It's alright with me if it's alright with you, but if you touch me whatsoever it is on, Reid."
"Alright, alright, I get it. No touching."
Of course, that didn't last long. Y/N woke up in a room she didn't recognize with a six-foot-something man wrapped around her, clinging around her waist as if she were going to disappear. Her arms were around his torso, her head on his chest. Her eyes fluttered open and she remembered where she was and who she was with.
I literally woke up with his arms wrapped around me, with my head on his chest.
Actually, I don't hate this...
Wait! What am I thinking? I hate him!
...Right?
Her thoughts were running at a mile a minute, and she didn't even know what to think first.
The fact she was enjoying being tangled up with none other than Spencer Reid? Or the fact that he was starting to finally warm up to her? And that she was currently in his bed, arms wrapped around each other, wishing this was her life every morning.
Was she falling for him?
Definitely.
Did she care?
She couldn't tell yet.
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After another twenty minutes, Spencer's eyes fluttered open. Y/N hadn't moved and her eyes were closed, somewhat relishing in the moment, content with how she was laying with Spencer.
He cleared his throat and she opened her eyes, glancing up at him through her lashes.
"Good morning, Doctor." She said softly. He looked down at her and she leaned back to get a better look at him. "Looks like we both failed the 'no touching' thing we agreed on last night."
"What the hell even happened last night?"
"You got really drunk, so I brought you home, then you got in a fight with me about who was sleeping on the couch versus the bed after you asked me to stay. And then, we agreed we wouldn't touch each other while in bed. Yet we wake up like this. Interesting how things work, right?"
"You're being too loud, Y/N. Way too loud. My head is pounding." Y/N untangled her legs from him, pulling her arms from around him.
"Where's your medicine cabinet?"
"Kitchen, in the cabinet by the fridge."
"I'll be right back, then, with Advil and water." Y/N stepped out of bed, readjusting the sweatpants Spencer gave her to wear as pajamas as she walked into the kitchen. She got a glass of water and Advil, taking it back to Spencer.
