"Am I a dirty little disease Spencer? Am I dirty little whore who throws her body around to any guy who asks? Is that why you don't sleep at home anymore. Why, when I try to kiss you, or hold your hand you pull away as fast as you can?" The tall genius looks down, not knowing how to answer his wife. The young woman scoffs. "At least tell me if you think this baby belongs to you. It's a yes or no question Spencer. Do you think I opened my legs to someone that wasn't you?" Spencer thought he had evidence of an affair and the way she was asking him proved he was right. But the look in her eyes told him differently. She looks so... hurt. (Y/n) growls but shakes her head, holding her hands up in surrender. "That's good to know Spence. How about this: you won't have to see my disease riddled body ever again." She threw her ring at his chest, grabbed her duffle bag and leaves the house. Tears run down her cheeks as she walks to her best friend's house.
Aaron Hotchner opens the door to his apartment and his eyes widen. "(Y/n) what's wrong?" "I'm a dirty disease ridden whore." She replies as she walks in. He takes her bag, sets it on a chair and wipes her tears. "Who said that?!" He asks angrily. "That's what Spencer thinks. And he doesn't believe the baby is his either." The woman responds. Aaron sighs and holds her close. "I doubt his thinks that." "Oh no, he does. I asked him. He told me he had proof and everything." The agent looks at his friend confused. "Proof?" (Y/n) sniffles and nods. "Yeah. I don't know what it is but... but..." she breaks down again. "I didn't have an affair and the baby is his." Aaron holds her close. "I know. I know it is and I know you would never." The woman grips his shirt tightly and cries harder. The tall man hums softly as he rubs her large bump. "If you keep crying you'll hurt the baby. Do you wanna take a bath?" (Y/n) sniffles but nods. "Yes please." Aaron leads her to the bathroom and fills the tub. "Is Jack still with Jess?" She asks, getting a nod in response. She strips off her clothes and gets into the tub. She moans softly leaning back. Aaron laughs softly. "That feel good?" (Y/n) nods. "Very," she whispers. "Will you massage my shoulders Aarbear?" The man laughs at the nickname and nods. "Of course." He kneels down and rubs her shoulders. She groans softly and relaxes into him. She places her hand on her belly and closes her eyes. He looks down at her but keeps a straight face. "I thought it was adorable back then. When we first met he wouldn't shake my hand. He said it was a diseased action. I understood and didn't ask again. Then as we got more comfortable around each other, the more he, allowed, me to touch him. Except I went straight for a hug. I jumped on him, wrapping my arms around his neck and to keep us from falling he wrapped his arms around my waist and spun. Once he stopped and he set me down I kissed his cheek. He blushed and pushed me away. Spencer being Spencer spewed statistic after statistic. Me being me I smirked and kissed him to shut up. He blushed more but he didn't pull away. We stood there staring into each other's eyes as our lips stayed together." Aaron smiles as he listens to his friend. "But he... we're back to square one. He thinks I'm dirty. He actually believes I would have an affair." (Y/n) rubs her belly and sniffles softly. "How about I talk to him? Maybe he'll tell me what evidence he has." The woman sighs and lays her head back on his shoulder. He looks down into her eyes. She pokes his cheek and he smiles slightly. He kisses her forehead. "I could lay like this forever." (Y/n) whispers softly, earning a nod of agreement from her friend. Eventually she gets out and dries off. Once they've gotten dressed they call everyone, except Spencer, and plan to go to Rossi's for dinner.
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Spencer Reid One Shots
FanfictionA few stories I came up with for Spencer. I hope you enjoy.
