𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 - 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐝 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Four

You walk out of Penelope's office once you're done telling her good morning. After you close her door, you look up and make eye contact with Spencer. You quickly look away, and you notice he's holding a paper bag and a coffee tray. It's probably for Penelope.

It's been a few days since you went clubbing, and you've been ignoring Spencer since then. It's been hard, but it's worth it. You don't want to make things complicated.

Plus, it's Monday. Brad is supposed to be back later today. He told you he was going to pick you up after work.

Spencer smiles and starts to speak, "Hey, y/n, did yo-" He tries to make conversation, but you can't even make small talk with him after the kiss, so you awkwardly wave and walk away.

His face imminently drops. His smile turns into a frown, and he knits his eyebrows in confusion.

Does he not remember? You ask yourself, but you brush it off. Of course he remembers. He remembers everything. He has an eidetic memory.

SPENCERS POV

I was at my favorite coffee shop that I go to at least once a week. Most of the workers know me and I know them since I'm a regular.

I was in a generous mood. I was happy, I got word that my mom is doing better.

I decide that I was going to buy someone breakfast. My first thought was to ask y/n if she wanted anything, but she's been distant, and she probably wouldn't even answer me.

I don't know why but she's ignoring me, maybe it's because of the bruises I saw on her arms, but she was okay at the club.

I sighed and opted out of calling y/n, so I decided to ask Penelope; she'll definitely answer my call.

I dialed her number. I know it would've been easier to text, but I hate texting. I only text when I absolutely have to. I hate technology in general. The team always makes fun of me for the way I text, since I text like I'm sending a letter to someone.

Well, y/n doesn't make jokes about it; she always tells me she respects it, which never fails to make me happy. I feel like she's the only one that actually gets me. I hate how she's ignoring me. I don't even know why. It's probably something I did at the club, but I was so drunk, I don't even remember what happened.

Ugh, I wish I didn't drink anything. I just wanted to forget how I felt for a little bit.

I just wanted to forget the way she makes me feel, I can't even describe the feelings she gives me. When y/n's around it's like, all my problems go away. She makes me forget how to breathe.

I think I'm in love with her, but I can't be. We will never be a thing, she has a boyfriend. I should've made a move when she first got here at the bau, but I was too nervous.

I just wanted to forget the fact that I will never be with her, so I got drunk, but it was stupid and I shouldn't have. Maybe if I didn't, I would know why she's mad at me.

I press the call button and hold my phone up to my ear. After the second ring, Penelope picks up.

"Hello, this is the Penelope Garcia at your service," she says over the phone.

I smile at the way she greets herself; she's definitely something else. "Hey Penelope! I'm at Lucy's coffee shop, and I was wondering if you wanted anything."

I can practically hear her smile as she talks, "Ooohhh, yes, I do! Can you get me a bagel and a pumpkin spice latte?" she asks enthusiastically.

I chuckle at her order; she's so predictable, she always gets the seasonal drinks.