Realistic love (Spencer Reid x reader)

Bounced back

SMUT WARNING

"I think you keep things bottled up and eventually all that bottled up pain is going to turn into something unhealthy."

You glared at your therapist. "I don't keep things bottled up. I tell Spencer everything."

"Do you really think your boyfriend is the best person to be confiding in about all this?"

"Why wouldn't he be. We're together all the time." You said in a accusing tone.

"Sex can cloud your judgment. So can love." She said in a monotoned voice.

"We haven't-" you cleared your throat. "There's been no sex. Since my brothers death two weeks ago."

She gave you a look. You threw your legs over the arm of your chair. "What! First you don't want us to have sex now you do!" You scoffed.

"No I want you to confide in someone other then your boyfriend. Never said you couldn't have sex." Your therapist gave you a un readable look.

"I confide In you." You smiled innocently at her.

"We don't connect on an emotional level y/n." She stated.

"Well I also confide in Emily. She's very helpful." You smiled.

"Emily prentiss? As in your ex lover?" Your smile dropped.

"Who the hell do you want me to talk to then?" You threw your hands up In the air in disbelief.

"Maybe a family member or someone who you haven't dated." Your therapist suggested.

"Well my family's all dead and" you leaned in to whisper "I'm kind of a whore." You swung your legs back and forth.

"You cope threw humor, correct?"

"Or maybe I'm just funny." You glanced at the clock. "It looks like our times up. I have to go anyways. Emily Spencer and Derek are taking me to lunch!" You ran out of the room before she could stop you.

The truth is, you were talking to Spencer and Emily about your feelings, but you didn't tell them everything. You couldn't stay at your apartment anymore. You were surprised Spencer Hadn't noticed you were at his place all the time, but truthfully you do love staying with him. Even if it's because of the panic your apartment brings you.

You walked outside to the parking lot. Spencer had driven you over and was waiting for you in his car. He was sitting In The drivers seat.

You climbed into the passenger side before he pulled you In For a quick kiss. "Can I drive Spence?" You loved driving despite all the horror story's.

"I don't know y/n." He looked nervous.

"What! Why not?" Your voice raised and octave.

"You drive really fast. On average there are about 16,438 car crashes per day in the USA and judging by the way you drive-"

"Okay, okay pretty boy, you can drive." You smiled at him.

You interlocked your fingers with Spencer's as he drove.

"How was your session?" He asked hesitantly.

"It was good." You said bluntly.

You and Spencer sat In A somewhat awkward silence for a minute or two before you blurted out, "can we have sex?"

Spencer laughed. "Like now? Cause I'm driving." He teased

"Not now!" You punched him in the arm. "But like later tonight. We haven't fucked in two weeks Spencer."