Secrets Spencer Reid x Male OC

Chapter Eight

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Teddy sunk his face into his hands breathing through his mouth. He wasn't surprised he had thought of the idea himself but he was still skittish at the idea of being prey for a kidnapping serial killer.

Spencer glanced over at Teddy worriedly resting a hand softly on his shoulder before looking up at Hotch, "What exactly would us going undercover entail?"

We would set you to up at the gay bar where you would try to lure our unsub, you two can stick together or stay apart as much as you want depending on what you would prefer. We will have two agents watching you both at all times to make sure you are both safe. This might be the best chance we have at catching this guy before he goes on a spree."

"And that's likely based on his profile?" Teddy piped up not remembering it being mentioned in the profile.

"Yes, he's getting more of a taste for blood and is becoming more eager based on the fact that he's killed people outside of his usual M.O."

With that Teddy was more confident and nodded. "I'll do it, Spencer?"

"Yeah, We'll stick with each other, I'm not really used as bait that much." Spencer said with a small smile on his lips Teddy found his gaze lingering there for a little longer than he intended.

"You'll be safe, if the agents fail you know self defense and will be in a public enough place so you should be safe." Hotch reassured the two, giving them both confidence. "Get ready for tonight, We'll have you hooked up so we can hear you talk to you and have your location and send you out." Hotch explained leaving the room to everyone else gathering their things.

"Need my help to pick out an outfit again?" Emily smirked walking up beside Teddy Spencer lingering next to the slightly older man.

"No, I'm not that hopeless Emily, thanks anyways, if anyone here needs help it's Spencer." Teddy joked turning to the taller man who seemed flustered at the comment.

"My wardrobe is perfectly fine." Spencer scoffed, glancing at Teddy with playful eyes.

"Your clothes are lovely Spencer, just not something most gay dudes would wear to a bar." Teddy pointed out gesturing to the white button up with a tan knitted vest fitting comfortably overtop large dark red and tan triangles scattering it in a symmetrical design. With the black work pants and shiny shoes he wore with it it all looked nice very put together, to uptight.

"Wow Teddy, it's the twenty-first century way to encourage stereotyping people, I expected better from you." Emily smirked.

"What's going on?" JJ asked, walking towards the small group of people.

"At this point, I don't even know, I'm going to go get ready." Spencer shook his head, turning and walking out of the room.

They all gathered again at 11 Teddy hadn't planned on going to a bar and not wanting to buy more clothes resorted to some comfortable black pants and a flamingo pattern button up shirt that fit a little to tightly around him, buttoning it up all the way as to avoid a chance of someone seeing his binder. He had just gotten a new binder that definitely worked better but it restricted his breathing more than he had intended.

Spencer was the last to arrive and when Teddy was shocked he physically made a weird half gasp sound and took a step back running into a table behind him. After cursing under his breath and the whole room turned to look towards him JJ and Emily asking if he was okay, he looked back up at Spencer.

He was wearing these tight gray formal pants with a maroon button up with the top 3 buttons undone revealing part of his chest, he looked a little uncomfortable in what he was wearing but, damn Teddy would be lying if he said he didn't find it attractive.