Spencer Reid Images

Come. Warmth. → Spencer Reid

Word Count: 507

Warnings: Cute.

Prompt: The reader wakes up late at night, with Spencer sleeping soundly at her side. What would she do?

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You roll over and glance at the clock on your nightstand by your bed, it read 12:03 am. You sigh heavily and roll onto your back, you could hear your boyfriend Spencer lightly snoring to your left. You look over at him as he laid on his back asleep.

You and Spencer worked at the same place, which was the FBI. But in more definition with the BAU, which is actually how you met him. About a year later you both started to get even closer, you got even more closer when he offered you a place to stay after your ex Trent cheated on you with some skank.

Soon you two started dating, then it hit work and for two whole weeks everybody was teasing you guys. Now here you were sharing the same bed and trying to sleep, even though you couldn't.

You knew more or less there would be a case tomorrow, so sleep is all you need. But it just won't knock on your door at the moment. You roll over and face Spencer, you tap his cheek a couple times but stop when you get no reaction.

You try this again and he finally shifts in his sleep "Y/n?" His groggy morning voice questions you smile but just wait for his eyes to open.

He opens them to find you staring at him "Yes, love?" You open your arms to him "Come. Warmth." He quietly chuckles and obeys rolling over and sliding into your arms before wrapping his very own around you snuggling you.

He buries his face into your neck, and you just smile "Goodnight Y/n."

"G'night Spencer." You close your eyes as you unconsciously play with his hair which would always help both of you fall asleep.

"I love you." He mumbles quietly almost inaudible for you to hear "Love you.... Too." You both fall asleep in your snuggling position. Spencer would admit it if you asked him, but he loved it when you did that.

He thought it was cute, he knew sometime at night he would vanish into his own side of the bed and he didn't like that but then again he was asleep. So whenever you woke him up and wanted him to cuddle you he wouldn't second guess it, he wouldn't even give thought he just wrapped you up in his long arms and held you tight.

And you loved it because it helped you sleep, and you get to cuddle him. Plus you just naturally loved him and his weird genius self. He was a totally different person at home, he let out jokes and facts, but he was totally loose at home with you. And totally more cuddly, but your job doesn't let you cuddle so you took any chance at home to.

But tomorrow was another day, and another psycho to catch.

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I do this.