Spencer Reid One Shots

Chapter 4: It's Just Acting...

Note: (Y/N) means your name, (Y/F/N) means your full name, (L/N) means last name
I'm taking requests because writer's block is a thing.

The whole BAU team is undercover at a fancy restaurant and everyone has dates. Everyone. Prentiss is with Hotch, JJ is with Morgan, Rossi is with the detective, and you're with Reid. Garcia is at Quantico watching everyone over the security cameras.

The team is trying to find an unsub that targets couples. No victims have shown up for a day, so Hotch figured he would get everyone to go in the field and try to entice him by acting like couples.

You and Reid are the last to arrive, and before you're even seated, he holds your hand. Your hand flinches slightly and you immediately look to him, trying your best to smile with affection and not embarrassment.

"To make it more convincing, you know?" Reid says just loud enough that you're the only one to hear. Your cheeks are bright red but your smile is soft and your eyes are filled with adoration, feeling the effects of his flirting already.

You two are shown your seats. Reid doesn't let go of your hand; it almost feels natural the way he holds onto it. You both sit down and take a quick look around the room.

"Do you see anything odd?" you ask him while still looking around.

"Not yet, no," he responds.

You both stop looking around and just look at each other. He gives you an adorable but slightly awkward smile which makes you blush just a little bit. You set your hand on the table and he immediately puts his hand on yours. Your eyes shoot up to his and he's looking at you adoringly.

Damn he's a good actor.

"You look beautiful," he compliments quietly, not breaking eye contact, like he's completely enamored with you. Your eyes widen slightly, your cheeks turn a light pink, and you stutter just a bit while answering him.

"Thanks. You look good, uh, great too," you let out a quiet and cute chuckle. Reid smiles again, enjoying the way the pink blush on your cheeks contrasts against your pale skin. His heart begins to beat faster but he quickly remembers it's just an act. He has to keep his mind focused on the mission and not on how cute you look right now.

"You're welcome," he says casually, as if it's the most natural thing in the world for him to compliment you. The waitress brings over two glasses of water and white wine to look like you're on an actual date and not two weirdos with nothing in front of them.

You look down at your hand with his and can't help but smile.

"So, uh, I guess I should call you Spencer now," you pause. "Spencer, what should we talk about?" you ask awkwardly. Spencer's lips curve into a small smile as he watches you look down at your intertwined hands.

"Well, we could talk about our favorite hobbies. What are yours?" he asks, his voice low and calming as he gently brushes his thumb over your hand, tracing small circles on the back of your hand. His touch is soft and gentle.

"Well..." You take a second to gather your thoughts then look into his eyes. "I like to read sometimes. It's not a huge hobby but it can be nice." Spencer takes a sip of his water and nods thoughtfully, listening intently to your answer.

"What kind of books do you read?" Spencer continues, tracing small circles over the back of your hand, his touch lingering longer now, as if he finds comfort in touching you. He looks deep into your eyes as you speak, absorbing every word you say like a sponge.

"Promise not to judge?"

"I promise."

You sigh before speaking.

"I read a lot of romance," you shake your head in embarrassment and then look back at him. "It's just nice to read about romantic scenarios. I live vicariously through the characters.".

"Oh, do you?" he teases, his fingers still gently tracing over your hand. He takes a sip of his water, his eyes never leaving yours.

"Are you imagining us in a romantic setting right now?"

"Well, you have to admit that this is pretty romantic considering where we are and all," you giggle a bit and look around. Spencer's heart skips a beat as you giggle, his fingers still tracing small circles on your hand. He looks around, noticing the dim lighting and the intimate atmosphere. He has to admit that you have a point; this setting is quite romantic.

"I suppose you're right," he says as he takes your hand and brings it up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on the back of it. Your cheeks are now completely red, not just pink anymore. You bend your head down as a giant smile takes over your face.

"You're good at this," you giggle out. "You're doing a much better job than me."

"Am I? I'm not doing anything. I'm just me," he says simply. You look up and smile with admiration.

"Well that's it then; you're amazing," you say honestly, your crush on him showing and you don't even notice it. Spencer's eyes widen slightly as he absorbs your words, his heart beating faster as your soft, innocent words reach his ears. He can't ignore the admiration in your voice, the way your eyes light up as you look at him.

A small blush spreads across his cheeks and he can't help but smile at your compliment. For a moment he forgets the case, forgetting everything except for you and your soft, kind words.

"Thank you," he mumbles quietly. You have an urge to kiss him. An urge to just lean forward over the table and plant a soft kiss on his lips.

Suddenly, your earpiece takes you out of your thoughts.

"We got him," you hear Hotch say. You can hear him running so you should probably stand up and go help but your body won't move. You're stuck looking at Spencer with your soft eyes. However, he nods, lets go of your hand, and stands up. This is the first time tonight that he has taken his eyes off of you and it hurts a bit. As he starts to walk passed you, your heart beats so fast and loud that you stand up swiftly and turn around to face him.

"Hey, Spencer?" you say quickly. He turns around, waiting for you to speak again.

"Would...would you like to finish this another time?"

You know that this was a part of your job, you're sure he was acting, but something inside of you just had to ask. He smiles softly and nods his head.

"I'd love to."

You feel your heart skip a beat and a smile slowly goes across your lips. With that, you both walk out the door to go help your boss with catching a criminal.

All of these one shots are going to be the reader as an agent unless there's a request for something different.