TRIGGER WARNING
The case that the team had just completed left all of you physically and emotionally drained. Especially you. After being diagnosed with severe depression and anxiety 10 years ago, you'd been particularly sensitive. The team understood, and cared. Especially Spencer.
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It was pretty late when Hotch finally told the team to go home and get some sleep. You and Spencer trudged home with tired eyes. You shared an apartment with him after your parents kicked you out. The two of you had become pretty close friends since you had a lot in common.
"Hey (Y/N)?" Spencer asked.
"Yeah, Spence?"you yawned.
"Mind if I treat you to coffee and a bite to eat? You haven't eaten in hours."
He read you like a book. He knew just how to make you feel better.
"Spence, you don't have to do that for me."
"It's the least I can do." he blushed.
Both of you clearly had feelings for each other, but no one dared admit it. According to Garcia, Morgan and Rossi had a bet on who was going to make the first move.
He motioned you to sit down as he ordered the usual for both of you. A million thoughts raced through your head. You tried to stop them by putting both hands over your ears and squinting your eyes. Your concentration was broken by a warm hand squeezing your shoulder. Spencer was standing above you with a warm smile.
"(Y/N), spill it." he said as he set your drink and muffin down in front of you.
Screw it.
"I just feel like I'm not good enough to be on the team. Look at me! I'm a mess!" you babbled on. He stopped you and grabbed your hand. You pulled back, surprised. He turned away, blushing.
"Spencer! It's okay." you said as you pulled his hand into yours and intertwined your fingers with his. You two just stayed like that for a while, looking into each others eyes.
Something just felt right about this.
"Why didn't this happen sooner?"Spencer asked, squeezing your hand.
You shrugged, still in awe of him.
"(Y/N), you're not a mess. If anything, you're quite a beautiful mess. I mean-not a mess-" His speech was cut off by you pulling him up and pressing his lips to yours. He quickly kissed you back and you replied by biting his lip. He accepted your request and let your tongue explore his mouth. You broke the kiss.
"Can we do this again?"you smiled.
"Of course we can." he returned the smile.
"I love you, (Y/N)."Spencer said as he stared into your eyes.
"I love you too, Doctor Spencer Reid." you stared straight back into those beautiful brown eyes of his.
