After the USPS creates a penpal pairing program, Elizabeth Mills is encouraged by her friends to sign up and talk to someone new. Spencer Reid, bored with only getting bills and advertisements in his mailbox signs up for a penpal.
The two get paire...
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"Who was that?" JJ asked Derek as he sat back down.
"It was Reid. Somethings going on with the kid, I'm gonna go over and check on him. Kid seemed off."
"Do you think something happened with the girl he was meeting?" Emily asked.
Derek shook his head. "Honestly, I've got no idea. He seemed off, like something was bothering him."
"Well, good luck. We all know how difficult it is to get anything personal out of him."
Derek rushed over to Spencer's apartment as soon as they landed. He had no idea what to expect from his friend, did something go wrong? Was he thinking of using again? Spencer was like Derek's own brother, and the thought of something happening to the young agent scared him.
It took him a little longer to get to the apartment than he wanted, due to the ridiculous DC traffic. Spencer wasn't the type to ask for help, which is what worried Derek the most.
Parking up in front of Spencer's apartment complex, Derek sat for a moment to think of all the possible things Spencer could need help with. Was it just standard girl advice, or something more serious? Derek, got out of the car before he panicked himself too much about all of the possibilities that could be happening. Right now, his friend needed him.
A knock on the door pushed Spencer out of his thoughts. Derek had arrived, and was knocking on his door loudly. He pushed himself out of his chair and towards the door.
Opening the door, Derek entered the apartment. "Why'd you call me over so late pretty boy? You do something wrong?" He laughed.
"No, I'm just trying to figure something out, and you seem to be an expert on it."
"I'm better than you at something?" Derek said, slumping onto the couch. "It must be a Christmas miracle."
"Not really, you just have more experience with women, so you'd be able to help me with my problem."
"Oh, this is about pretty lady. Alright 187, fire away."
He sat down awkwardly, shifting a little in an attempt to get comfortable. How was he going to word his questions? Or even explain how he was feeling?
"How do you tell if a girl likes you?"
"It really depends on the woman and what they're looking for Reid. But if you want to know, she probably will try spend as much time as possible with you, and she'll be trying to be close to you. But there's something else, isn't there?"
Reid took a breath. "She deserves so much better than me. She's smart, and cool and pretty. I just don't think I'm good enough for her. She runs circles around me and it's amazing. And she gets the references I make and she listens to me. Like really listens to me. Derek, she's incredible, and she deserves so much more than me."
Derek sighed. He knew Spencer was insecure when it came to women, but he didn't know the genius could be such an idiot. "Can I give you some advice Spencer?"
"Okay."
"It's not up to you to decide if you're good enough for her. Trust me when I say this, but everyone who actually wants to be with someone, and I mean actually with them, feels exactly the way you do. I'd be more worried if you didn't feel that way. But weather she deserves you, that's her choice, not yours."
"But what if she think's she's too good for me? Or what if she laughs at me?"
"From what you've told me, she won't do that. Just be yourself, and when the time is right, ask her on a date. It's that simple." He paused briefly, "And flowers, get her flowers."
"Why flowers?"
"Dude, girls go nuts for that kind of stuff. Trust me, you give her flowers and she's yours."
"That makes no sense, why do women like flowers? They're not permanent in any way, and you can't use them."
"It's not about what it can do, it's about the thought. Flowers show you've been thinking about them and that you care about them." Derek looked at the lost genius. He'd have to put it in terms Spencer would understand. "It's like if she got you a book you'd never read before."
Spencer's confused frown quickly lifted at the explanation. It was clear to Derek that he'd gotten through to him.
