S.R. - mini matchmaker - fluff

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Summary: spencer's daughter takes a liking to their new neighbor and notices spencer might like her just as much.

TW: absolute fluff, dad!spencer, fem!artist!reader, maybe a swear word? idk, kissing, PINING lol, spencer's mischievous daughter. *let me know if i missed anything*

WC: 9,121

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the apartment across from spencer's had been empty for around 6 months when he saw you were moving in. you were beautiful, he couldn't deny that. you had sweat that made your face glisten in the dim light of the apartment complex as you carried a box of what seemed to be, he looked inside for a millisecond, books. loads and loads of books in a box you were very obviously struggling to finish carrying despite the fact that you had only just entered the building.

"hi-" he motioned to get your attention.

"hey?" you questioned, probably trying to figure out if you knew this strange man.

"sorry- i um- i live in the building," he explained with a chuckle right before his little girl ran up and hid behind his leg upon seeing you. "hey, sweetheart," he greeted his daughter, you assumed. "right, sorry. i was wondering if i could help you carry that?" he offered politely, not trying to make it seem as though you were incapable.

"are you sure?" you rested the box on your knee so you could catch your breath as he nodded eagerly. "umm, sure. careful, though. it's a bit-" you handed it to him and watched as he held it with ease. you rose your eyebrows in surprise for a moment.

"this one," he motioned to the little girl who was no longer hiding behind his leg, "always liked being held. it's quite the workout," you smiled, he wanted to see more of that in the future. what is he saying? he's just helping a stranger. that's all.

"i suppose that does make sense," you nodded along. "would you mind if i grabbed another box and then we went on our way?"

"oh, sure. go ahead," he smiled before his little girl spoke up:

"can i help, too?" she asked, looking up with pleading eyes that you just could never say no to.

"of course you can help, sweetie," you grinned as the little girl clapped.

"my name's evangeline but friends call me evie. you call me evie," she informed you as you began walking to your car, her dad following close behind. "my dad is spencer walter reid. he works for fbi."

"wow," you mused for the little girl. "the fbi?" the girl nodded with a big smile as you handed her a small box full of canvases. "that's really cool, isn't it?" you looked up at spencer with a smile he knew only his little girl could bring out - merely because that's the same smile he has with his daughter and his daughter only.

"yea! but he's gone a lot. i miss him sometimes," the little girl bit her lip gently before continuing. "but he catches bad guys so it's alright, i guess," she shrugged as the three of you began the trek to your apartment.

"so what i'm hearing is that he's like a superhero?" you added with animation in your voice, noticing the way she perked up at the thought.

"i never thought that way! dad's a superhero!" spencer felt his heart clench, in the best way while hearing his daughter talk so highly of him.

"the only thing he needs now is a cape, huh?" the two of you laughed at the thought, spencer following the two of you as you went onto the fourth floor - spencer's floor.

"dad would look silly in a cape," she laughed once more while looking back at her father with a smile that took over her face.

"ehh, i'm sure he'd be able to pull it off," you looked back at him with a look, a look that gave spencer... hope? hope for what? he wasn't sure yet.

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