You woke up in a hospital bed. Somewhere in the room you could hear speaking, but you didn't want to open your eyes. You let out a soft groan instead. "Y/N?" That voice. That was Spencer's voice. Your eyes snapped open, filling with tears as you made eye contact. "Spencer," you whispered. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he let you pull him into a tight hug. You were full on crying, refusing to let go of him. "Derek told me you were captured and I couldn't breathe-"
Spencer shook his head. "Hey. Hey I'm okay now. I'm right here." He pulled back so you could look at him. There were bandages covering some cuts, and he had a few bruises. Other than that, he appeared to be okay. He was looking at you like he was trying to memorize every single detail. As if he hadn't already done that. "I was so worried about you." Spencer smiled softly, kissing your forehead. "I told you before I left that I would be okay. The doctors said you could leave when you woke up. Do you need anything?"
How was it that he had just been held captive and yet you were his main concern? "I'm okay, Spencer. I promise." You let him help you get off the bed, then stood there. You were holding both his hands. "I thought you died. I felt it. I know it doesn't make any sense but I felt it," you said. An expression you couldn't read flashed across his face for a split second, so fast you weren't sure you actually saw it. "No dying for me. Let's get home. We're both tired." He was right. You let him take you home, relieved to see him alive and breathing. You couldn't get that expression he made out of your head. What was he hiding?
You wordlessly handed him his apartment key when you got home. Both of you were too tired to do anything, but said he needed to shower. "I'll be right back," he said, grabbing some clothes from his dresser then walking into his bathroom. You needed to shower too, now that you thought of it. You grabbed a sweatshirt and boxers from his dresser, then sat outside the bathroom. After ten minutes, you realized something was wrong. Your neighbor never showered for this long. Cautiously, you walked in. "Spencer? You okay?"
"No."
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Neighbors (Spencer Reid x Reader)
FanfictionVERY LOOSELY FOLLOWS THE STORYLINE BUT IS MOSTLY OUTSIDE THE BAU Having Y/N has a neighbor was an experience. Spencer thought he hated you, but as time passed he found it was something else. As the two of you try to sort through a mess of emotions...
