Neighbors (Spencer Reid x Reader)

Fifteen

He nodded and went to get a book as fast as he could to hide how red his face had turned. Spencer wasn't used to hearing things like that so casually. He scanned the bookshelf, thinking about what Y/N said. Did she mean anything as in anything? Or just like.... sitting on the couch together? "I can hear your cogs turning. Relax, Doc," she called. He nodded to himself. Yeah. Relax. Just grab a random book, turn the music on, and go sit on the couch and exist. Easy enough. He grabbed a random book, put in a random CD, and pushed play.

He was moving on autopilot; there was only one thing going on in his head. The second the couch was in sight, Y/N grinned and scooted over to make space. She watched, confused, as he dropped the book on the coffee table. "Spence-"

Reid leaned over and kissed her, one hand lifting her jaw and the other supporting himself on the couch. Y/N let out a surprised sound, then pulled him down so he could sit on the couch. Spencer had no idea what he was doing, just that he wasn't going to stop until she told him to. He pulled away to take his glasses off and then pulled Y/N onto his lap to deepen the kiss. One of her hands was in his hair, keeping him close, the other on his chest. He gave her bottom lip a gentle tug in his teeth, relishing in the moan that she emitted. He could feel himself getting excited, but ignored it. Not now, not anytime soon. But god, feeling Y/N moving against him like that...

They pulled away at the same time, both smiling at each other guiltily. "I think we might need to stop," he whispered. He didn't want to speak louder, it felt wrong. "I was going to say the same thing," Y/N whispered back, stealing one last kiss. "I'm gonna go change, I'll be right back," she said, then walked to her room. As soon as her door shut, he walked over to a closet and grabbed a spare blanket, not so discretely placing it on his lap. When she got back, he was laying across the couch, reading. "Scoot." He looked at Y/N, who was now in sweatpants and a loose shirt. "Excuse me?" He had to blink a few times. Somehow she looked even better in pajamas. "I said scoot. I wanna cuddle." She shoved him against the back of the couch and situated herself next to him. "Cozy," she said as they both readjusted to get more comfortable. They had their arms around each other, with Spencer's head being slightly higher so she could nestle into his chest if she wanted to. She did, but not after kissing him one final time. "Night, Spence."

"Night, Y/N."