Platonic/Parental Hotchreid [Oneshot collection]

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Pormpt: Waking up disorientated

Its a peaceful sleep, kind of like a dream, his limbs going soft, getting the rest he wishes for until the rushing in his ear gets louder and louder and there are voices, there is one voice in particular, why are there voices in his bedroom, no one should be in his bedroom. Why would he be in his bedroom? How did he even got here? What day is it? Is he even in a bedroom? How did he go to sleep? He was on a case, he must be in a hotel. But he never went to bed,did he?

"Reid, are you with us?" A voice asks, the voice is far and no, no he is not with them. Where is he? He doesn't know. His ears are beeping and the rushing, so much rushing and why is it so bright? He won't open his eyes again, it's so bright.

"Reid!" The voice calls again, the hand is grabbing his face. Who is grabbing his face? And he isn't there. Can someone please turn off the lights? Please. He can't come back like this, it's too much,

"Spencer, kid, open those pretty eyes for us, come on"

Terrified Derek looks at Spencer, laying in Hotch's arms after he passed out next to JJ's hospital bed. They knew he is scared of the hospital but not that passing out at the sight of blood might be the reason. He is moving in Hotch's arms again, better as him being completely numb like the last minutes.

"It's okay, open your eyes" Hotch is shielding him from the light, covering his face partly so he doesn't have to look directly into it,

"Sorry" Spencer whispers, exhaustion spreading in his body as he leans against him, the realisation hitting him that he is still at the hospital, "Sorry, I am sorry"

"It's not your fault"

"JJ?"

"JJ is fine" He assures him, "We will try and get some sugar into you and then you and Dave will leave, okay? There is no shame in that"

"But JJ"

"Is fine" She speaks from the bed, although she looks everything but fine,

"I am really scared of hospitals" He whispers, "I thought it would better but it didn't"

"Its okay, we will get you out of here" Ashamed Spencer gets out of Hotch's hold, using the chair to pull himself upright, just to shock everyone when his knees give up agian, "Careful"

"Sorry" He whispers as Hotch holds him at his arms, "I just want to get out"

"We will get you out"

"I can't see" He whispers before passing out again, Hotch holding his arms as he goes limp,

"Well at least he gave a heads up this time"