Dropped| s.reid

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Brine's POV
(The Next Day)

"Jello?" I heard Reid ask and my brow furrowed as I looked up at him. He broke into a small grin with his hand extended towards me with a jello cup and spoon in hand. "It's helps the body relax and rebuilds um muscle tissue-"

"Along with strengthening your immune system." I finished reaching my hand out, taking the jello and spoon from him. He nodded with pressed lips before leaning back in the chair. I scrunched my nose while looking at him.

"What?" He asked me looking up from his own jello, his hair was matter over his face, it was obvious he hadn't taken a shower in a few days. Reid's face resembled that of a small child or a puppy in this moment, I wanted to laugh but tried not to.

"Have you been here the whole time?" I asked surprised, a small blush rushed I his face while he then looked at his shoes, rubbing them against the tile until they made a noise that made him only cringe. Then he gave me a sheepish nod with his hands wrapped around the jello cup. "Reid you should go-"

"I'll go home when you do." He said to me with a small smile, Reid then glanced up at me, looking at the jello cup. Slowly slipping the crushed plastic from my tight grip, one I was most likely to weak to be producing.

"When can I leave?" I spoke trying to swing my feet off the bed, Reid then grabbed my hand. My eyes looked at our hands, but he didn't look at our hands only looked at my eyes.

"Lay down, you'll pull the stitches." Reid then insisted to me. I sighed pulling one leg back to the bed, huffing. Reid broke into a grin as I pouted like a small child.

"What?" I asked him in a grumpy voice, arms crossed over my chest. My eyes then narrowed. Then Reid began playing with my hand, not romantically but only as a nervous tick that he had to keep himself in check.

"Nothing-"

"Come on Reid, it can't be that bad." I said and he huffed. He seemed really nervous but he didn't say anything. Why would he be nervous? We were co-workers, friends even. I was nervous. The guy I had a crush on, and should not have a crush on, is holding my hand at my hospital bedside.

"I was just thinking," His lips ranked over his chapped lips. "about how um- this- how you are now- it- it could be me and I- I-" Reid was stammering. Then he dropped my hand before running a hand down his face. What was wrong with him. Reid let out a long sigh before looking at me. "I wanted it to be me." My breath was caught in my throat as he spoke. What did he mean? The idea of this being Reid made me sick. "I would rather it be me than you right now."

I just then looked at him. Was he being serious? He couldn't be. I had never had a boy like me, there was no way. Reid was nuts, usually he was a collected and intelligent thinker, so why this? Why me? I was the girl with murdered parents, was raped, and was boarder line schizophrenic. I couldn't even fathom the idea of Reid being in this bed.

"And I've been trying to figure out every scientific way that that would be possible, I mean I've never once been suicidal in my life and nothing all that traumatic happened to be recently, I couldn't figure out why I wanted to be where you are. But then I figured- that I-I um just didn't want it to be you. As long as it wasn't you I would be fine. I was blaming myself for you being hurt but-"

"Reid." I cut him off and he then looked at me, his eyes wild and confused. He still reminded me of a child when he wasn't talking. Something I really liked about him. "I-I- I don't know what I'm trying to say." I laughed and he broke into a small chuckle while glancing at the ground. I wanted to tell him I liked him. That I thought he was great and smart and funny and cute. But I couldn't.

"I know what I'm trying to say." Reid said letting out a small chuckle. He was really nervous, why was he so nervous. I let my hand run over his shoulders, pushing on muscles because he was tense. "I guess I knew and Morgan sure knows, but I- um- what I'm trying to say is that-" He then stopped. Looking me in the eyes. "I might like you Brine." I thought this was odd, as far as I knew Reid had barley recovered from the last girl he had loved.

My heart stopped, was he being serious? There was no way. I looked around a camera but it probably looked like I was trying to leave. I felt my palms sweat as my hand dropped from his shoulder, along with that my mouth was wide open while I stared at him. Then he began stammering again.

"I-I get it if you don't-"

"Reid."

"I mean- it um makes sense. I mean I certainly don't want to-"

"Reid."

"Be me but I guess I just needed to say it out loud and I was here-"

"Reid."

"With you and I guess it just all came spilling out. I'm really-"

"Reid." I then shut my hand over his mouth. His eyes the widened and I let out a small smile. Looking down with a red blush on my face. Now I was going to stutter as well. "I-um shut up." I groaned and he turned bright red. The blush looked great on him, I wished to make him blush more. "I- Reid stop, stop undermining yourself." I said to him. He turned a deeper shade of red before nodding. His hand peeling of my hand from his mouth, I then blushed more as well. "I actually do like you Reid." I whispered and he broke into a grin again.

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A/N

Reid is really cute and I love him

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