❝layla realized she cared for the dorky brunette agent once it was too late❞
in which agent layla ramsi doesn't realize how much she really likes agent spencer reid until he's gone
prewritten
starts in s2 e14
completed
cover by me
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"said she wanna fuck me later girl i'm into it"
the next morning, reid woke up wearing the same clothes as the day before, with layla laying next to him. his eyes widened as he remembered what happened, the lipstick still smudged on his neck as proof. he quietly slipped off the bed and went into the bathroom to fix himself up. thankfully he didn't look too rough. he used the makeup wipe provided by the hotel to wipe off the lipstick, wet his hair in the sink and then towel dried it to make it look normal again.
about half an hour later, he heard a groan from the other room. layla was awake and suffering from a hangover headache. reid grabbed a bottle of advil from the medicine bag layla had in the bathroom and then got a paper cup which he filled with water.
"morning sunshine," he joked, handing her the pill and water.
she smiled thankfully at him and took the pill.
"morning spence. how many glasses did i have last night?" she asked.
reid laughed, "three, almost four."
she groaned again and climbed out of bed, "fucking champagne."
after layla got ready for work, she walked with spence to his hotel room so he could quickly change before they went to the police station. upon entering the office, morgan eyed them suspiciously.
"did pretty boy spend the night with you?" he teased layla, who shook her head.
"i ran into him in the parking lot," she smoothly covered.
morgan chuckled, clearly not believing her, and went back to his work. layla winked at reid and walked to the room where they had their board set up. no one else was in there yet, so reid felt safe questioning layla.
"what all do you remember from last night?" he asked quietly, still a bit scared morgan would hear.
layla ran her fingers through her hair, "i remember everything from before i got wasted. up until the second glass. just glimpses after that," she replied casually.
"like what?" reid pressed.
"uh, i remember talking about work and one of my grade school boyfriends. not sure which one. everything after that's pretty fuzzy." she said convincingly.
reid nodded, "okay good."
"did something happen?" she asked, knowing very well what had happened between her and spencer.
