Unexpected Connections | Spencer Reid

Clare Bear

Clara

I wake up in a cold sweat, i can't seem to catch my breath. After Rossi's dinner party Spencer and I came back to his place and he showed me that he keeps all his promises. But now that i'm sitting up in his bed hyperventilating, i'm starting to wish I had some clothes one so I could step outside.

"Clara?" Spencer's groggy voice mumbles into a pillow as he rustles around.

"I'm..I'm fine Spence. Go back to sleep." I try taking deep breaths but my heart continue to face. Spencer sits up in bed now, staring at me through the dim moonlight.

"Are you okay?" he cups my face so he can get a good look at me, searching my eyes for answers.

"It's just a nightmare, Clara. You're safe here with me." Spencer reassures me, his voice is so soothing in all this darkness.

"I know, I just... I can't shake the feeling." I admit, my voice almost trembling. I can't even remember exactly what was I was dreaming about anymore.

Spencer pulls me to his chest, holding me tightly in a hug. "I'm here Clara. Whatever you need." He mumbles softly.

Feelings the warmth of his body against mine and being able to hear his heartbeat is enough it allow the tightness in my chest to ease up. I want to say thank you but i can't seem to get any words out. I feel Spencer press a gentle kiss to my forehead before he's settling back down in bed, me still lying on his chest. I fall asleep to him playing with strands of hair.

I was expecting Spencer to ask me about my nightmare again in the morning but he's not even in bed when I wake up. From what i can smell, he's in the kitchen making pancakes.

I look around his room and reach for his grey button up shirt. I pull it on and redo all the buttons. I basically swim in his clothes. While Spencer does have a slutty man waist, he's tall. 6'1 to be exact, towers over me and i'm 5'3; 5'4 in my favorite heels.

Now where is my underwear?

I lean against the counter trying to got startled him but it doesn't work because without even turning around Spencer's says good morning.

I hate profilers.

"This smells good." I pick up a strawberry from on of the plates laying on the counter and Spencer yells at me to wait.

"What? I'm suppose to starve?" I throw my hands up in defense, throwing him a playful grin.

"Don't give me attitude." He points at me, then plates a pancake on the plate I was eating off of. He moves in front of me before putting a pancake on his own plate and sitting down next to me.

"How do yours always taste good and mine taste like shit?" I question shoving a piece into my mouth, Spencer just laughs at me.

"Maybe because I don't brun them?" I nudge his arm.

"Shut up." We finish eating and I go into Spencer's room looking for my scrubs. Spencer is standing in the door way as I frantically search around his room. I find them underneath his bed, I must've kicked them down there the other day.

I brush past him to go towards the bathroom and get in the shower, Spencer follows me like a lost puppy.

"You know, if we shower together we can save water. And since it's my apartment i think we should, so I can save water." He's leaning against the doorframe waiting for me to say something.

"If i let you shower with me, no sex." He frowns which makes point my finger at him. He shuts the bathroom door behind him when he agrees to my terms.

The water feels nice on face, I feel Spencer's warm body behind mine when he crawls in after me. His arms wrap around my waist as he sets his head in the crook of my neck, placing light kisses along the side. This actually might end up with sex if he keeps that up.