You'll Never Be Whole Until You Lose Control- Spencer Reid

11.) gooey

"Ride my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?
Wanna sip the smooth air, kick it in the sand
I'd say I told you so but you just gonna cry
You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes
My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
I can't take this place, no I can't take this place
I just wanna go where I can get some space"- Gooey, Glass Animals

Spencer

The angel beside me with silver tear-stained cheeks, looking so devastatingly pretty and divine, had her neck out for me to sink my teeth into, begging for my poison and damnation. But it felt so heavenly; perhaps the closest I would ever get.

Anna held my black heart in her small hands and instead of crushing me like I'd expected, she cradled it as if it were made of glass, like it was a precious gem. I was safe in her arms, for the first time in a long time.

I didn't know how someone so beautiful could look at me the way she did. Someone who was so innocent that she had pointed at every dog we saw on the walk to my apartment. Someone who shined so bright that her eyes shimmered when she spoke.

Nether the less, she did.

I still expected her to suddenly come to her senses and see that I was beyond saving, but she didn't. And my cold heart that I thought had frozen over beat with such a ferocity for her that I felt like it would explode with heat and fire.

She was an electric spark and I was shocked alive again; defibrillator pads on my corpse.

I had tentatively pressed kisses on her cheeks, her skin salty from her tears that I was unworthy of. "You're so beautiful," I murmured against her skin, resting my forehead against hers

"So are you," Anna looked up at me with those green orbs through her thick black lashes. I wanted to wander through the forest green escape of her eyes and into her mind, tripping over moss covered branches and thorned thickets where no other man had been before.

I cradled her face in shaking hands.

"It's okay, Spencer, I promise," she caressed my hair with the sweetest finger tips.

Our lips crashed together like the tides on a rocky shore; heaven and earth colliding. Maybe every mistake had been made to bring me to closer to her, because for a moment in her arms, there was clarity.

It was sweet at first but sultry in seconds, heat unfurling into my veins as our mouths fit together.

My teeth dragged along her lower lip for entry and she obliged, letting my tongue commit each incisor and molar to memory. I let out a moan as she laced her fingers into my hair and I moved my hands to her waist, pulling her close into my form. One hand was curled into the fabric of her dress, the other splayed out against her hips.

"Spencer," she whined against my lips. My name sounded better off of them than anyone else's.

I pulled back but her hands remained holding me close. Her pupils were dilated, cheeks flushed an adorable scarlet and lips raw.

"So, so beautiful," I pressed a kiss to her forehead before tucking her head beneath my chin, her arms folding around me as I held her tightly against me. My arms wound around her like a shield and I would never let her go.

"What going on in that genius head of yours?" She murmured after a moment.

'Then ruin me, Spencer.'

"Did you mean it?"

"Mean what?" Her breath was warm against my throat.

"When you told me to ruin you."

"You already have, I don't think I could ever kiss another man after what it's like to kiss you."

"I was your first kiss, wasn't I?"

"Guilty," she said with a small shrug of her slender shoulders before nuzzling closer to me, lips against my throat.

"Of all people, you chose me," I shook my head at her in disbelief.

"Yes, I chose you, Spencer Reid," she tilted her head up to place her lips on my chin. "You can't convince me otherwise."

The angelic creature in my arms gave me an earth shattering smile before resting her head back on my shoulder as she curled herself into my side. We stayed like that for a long time, quiet and listening to each other's breathing. Even Mozart couldn't come up with a more beautiful melody than her heart beat.

I wished I could relax into her, breathe her in and forget the world, but my mind still spiraled.

"Why?" I finally broke the silence with the question that had weighed on fragile my shoulders, so tired from lifting the world up on them.

"Because," she titled her head up and cupped my face in her small hands so our eyes met. "You called to me like no one else. With you, it feels right, like we were carved from the same stardust. I didn't finish school like a normal person, I didn't have experiences to date and fool around, and in weird ways, it parallels your life too. I think you're my twin flame. There's too many coincidences to ignore, and it just feels like I've known you forever."

"There's an old Buddhist saying that, when you meet your soulmate, remember that the act to bring you together was 500 years in the making," I pushed a lock of her endless hair back behind her ear.

"All you did was survive, Spencer, and I'm so... glad you're here with me now," tears glistened in her eyes again, threatening to spill as I dragged my thumb over her bottom lip. She took my hand in hers, bringing my scarred palm against her mouth. I watched her wide-eyed as she kissed each finger tip.

"You're playing with fire, little one," I breathed.

"Good," Anna said, and although there was no trace of doubt in her sweet voice that I could detect, I needed reassurance.

I licked my lips, "tell me that you're sure of this before we go any further, I need to hear it."

"I've never been so sure of anything, Spencer."

I couldn't hold back anymore.