EVERYTHING - criminal minds/mgg oneshot/imagines

S.R. - ours - hurt/comfort

Summary: spencer breaks things off just before you tell him important news, only to run into you months later to find that you're in danger from an unsub.

TW: pregnant reader, unsub kidnaps/kills pregnant women, death, anxiety, vomit (reader), canon typical violence, birth, suggestiveness (16+), kissing, angst, fluff. *please let me know if i missed anything*

WC: 7.8 k

A/N: this piece is a bit suggestive so i'm gonna go with 16+ with this one. nothing explicit is stated or described, but it hints heavily at it. just for my comfort, 16+

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today was supposed to be the day you told him. you had already imagined his reaction, the bright smile that would likely adorn his face before he picked you up and swirled you around.

you had even planned everything out. you baked a hamburger bun yourself and placed it neatly in the oven, a classic - almost cheesy - way to reveal a pregnancy to someone. now, all that was left was to wait for him to get to his apartment from work.

a part of you might've been nervous about telling him, only you've known him for so long the nerves were just nonexistent. you started off as friends, around 3 years ago when he stumbled upon your bookshop. after two years had passed, things began to heat up between the two of you. nine months ago, the tension between you finally snapped and became something more sexual.

you hadn't ever clarified what your relationship with him was within those months - it was more than a friendship and just sex. the closeness between you had become something out of the realm of friends with benefits, only neither of you wanted to admit anything.

"spencer! you're back!" you smiled and greeted him with a warm hug, his arms gently wrapped around your waist.

perhaps you thought you meant too much to him. maybe things were muddled in your own mind. part of you thought that the friendship you harbored with him had developed into something more than just sex.

"that i am," he sighed. "listen," he pulled back from your arms, holding your forearms carefully, "we need to talk."

"okay...?" you questioned, moving your arms out of his grasp. "what is it? you're worrying me now."

slowly, you could feel all of the hope and happiness from the news you were once
going to share with him slip through your fingers faster than he did, himself.

"things with my mom are just... complicated, right now. i think it would be best if we just... ended this?" he whispered, toying with his fingers and looking where they intertwine.

"you don't sound so sure of that," you scoffed. "like us having sex is over?" you crossed your arms, wanting the clarification.

if it were only the sex that was over, you could handle it. you could handle trying to keep your hands off of him, even if it would be difficult. you could handle not kissing him when he wakes up and before going to sleep, even if it would be difficult.

what you couldn't handle would be not being in his life at all. tearing away the friendship you've built over many cups of coffee, brunches, and sleepovers. it would be like tearing a baby robin away from its mother, not able to fly on its own yet. spencer was your wings, and you weren't ready for them to be clipped.

"just sex being over would still bring the tension and chaos, y/n. you know that. i think we should stop... we should stop being friends altogether," he revealed, stepping back from you.

suddenly you understood the rage and confusion exhibited in everything you stood against. you liked peace, you maintained it. it was what truly got you into books, wanting to understand why so many people could be so cruel.