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Are You Okay → Spencer Reid

Word Count: 649

Warnings: Mild cursing, mentions of blood, and violence.

Prompt: The reader finishes up a case with some hand-on-hand combat against an unsub. Once they get back to Quantico Spencer expresses his worry for the reader, only to have the reader deny the pain. Soon enough the reader has had it with Spencer and his worry.

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You look down at the unsub laying on the ground in front of you. Morgan finally pries the door open that separated you two, he walks in pulling you back from the unsub as he handcuffs him. You wipe the blood from your busted lip.

"Alright let's go." Morgan pulls the unsub to his feet and you follow them out.

"Y/n!" Spencer was your first responder as you looked down away from him "Spence, I gotta go to an EMT." You mumble walking past him you knew he would throw a fit over your trophy from the unsub.

You sit on the back of the ambulance "Is she okay?" Hotch asks the EMT "She did mention that she was fine. I wouldn't worry about anything else." He nods.

"That was one hell of an escape." Hotch reminds you of how you lied to the unsub and broke out of the handcuffs.

"I had to remember what my dad taught me." You reply remembering how your dad taught you almost everything about escaping a bad guy- or unknown-subject as you now call them.

The next day you touched down. You were back in Quantico, and happy to be back. You headed home with your roommate and boyfriend Spencer Reid, you went straight for the shower after returning home "Y/n, I'm seriously worried. You took quite a beating." Spencer sighs.

You work on drying your hair "Spence, I'm fine." You turn around looking at him.

"I'm standing, I'm walking, I'm talking." You point out he sighs.

"Doesn't mean there isn't a deeper cut." He mumbles.

"Spencer! I'm fine! Honestly, believe me if I was hurt I would tell you!" He ignores your words and heads out of the shared bedroom. You could tell you hurt his feelings for raising your voice and you felt bad.

"I'm just worried." He mumbled to himself feeling as if he has done you wrong.

"You have a right to be. But I'm fine I promise you." He looks at you turning away from the kitchen sink.

"It just scared me. You stood up to an unsub who craved power from his victims, and yet you took all his power. Then you got into a psychical fight with him, you look terrible." He walks over gently examining your face.

"A black eye, cut on your cheek. A busted lip, with a few scratches on the right side of your forehead. That has me worried that something more could've happened, and I couldn't even open the door." Spencer looks you deep in the eyes.

"I'm afraid that if I'm not there, you'll get hurt even worse. I mean you look terrible, but to me it looks beautiful." He leans down getting closer "But I like you better without all of this." He whispers.

"I promise I won't let this happen again." He mumbles connecting your lips.

Once you break apart you give him a weak smile "Spence, no offense but I don't think you can always protect. Even though I like the sound of that." He smiles "I'll try my hardest, okay?" He takes your small hands in his larger ones.

"Okay, sounds like a plan." He smiles with you before releasing your hands.

"Come on, I'm taking you out." You stop him "Um... Spence, let's not forget how 'terrible' I look." You smile.

"Right! But I don't hurt you." You hug him "I say we get take out and watch Netflix." He smiles "Sounds even better." He wraps you in his long arms.

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