someone to love • spencer reid

broken mirror

kyle and i were arguing over the phone, once again. i stepped into the elevator at the headquarters, ready to strangle him. i pressed the button to get me to the bau and sighed.

"kyle, when i give you grocery money, it's not so you can buy bear shaped juice boxes, okay?" i rolled my eyes, not understanding why he was so stupid.

he scoffed, and i heard the beep of him locking his car,"hey, listen here," he started, causing me to inwardly chuckle,"if you don't want to enjoy the fruits of my labor, buy your own groceries."

i rolled my eyes. he was so annoying, but i could never truly be mad at him.

"that's not what i'm saying," i started, trying to get him to give a little,"what i'm saying is...maybe we don't need a twenty pack of circus cookies," i thought of another discrepancy,"or sixty packs of gum."

"you like gum!" he reasoned, utterly clueless to adult life.

i groaned and looked at the ceiling, his stupidity tiring me,"who the fuck wants chocolate gum, kyle, huh?"

he sounded meek, knowing chocolate flavored gum should have never even been conceived,"...it was on sale."

i pinched the bring of my nose, feeling a headache coming on,"can you maybe buy a head of lettuce every once and awhile?"

he huffed, and i could hear sounds of children laughing,"oh, and what? play basketball with it? it's useless, laine."

the elevator dinged open and i walked out, heading to the doors that led to the bullpen, "you're a pediatric nurse, for fucks sake, how do you let this happen to yourself?"

he laughed, my words going in one ear and out the other,"speaking of, a kid just threw up on another kid. gotta run, but we can talk later."

i took a deep breath, mostly relieved that he agreed to discuss this further. i walked to my desk and set my bag down,"okay, bye. i love you, miss girl."

"love you, twin," he then gasped,"and i packed you a lunch in your bag. i'm thoughtful like that."

"alright, thanks, twin."

i hung up and dropped my phone on my desk, resting my head in my hands.

"everything okay?" spencer asked from his desk.

i shook my head, not able to look at him,"i live with a pediatric nurse who thinks carrots should be used as a weapon and not nutrition."

elle laughed as she walked buy,"who is this girl and is she four?"

"kyle james," i corrected, and she gave me a  surprised look, not expecting my roommate to be a boy. and probably not expecting a boy to be a nurse,"my best friend for about ten years now," i rolled my eyes, looking into my bag,"let's see what he brought me for lunch, shall we?"

elle nodded and stood next to me, spencer also interested. i laughed and ran my hand over my face as i saw what it was.

"oh my god." elle cackled, getting a sneak peek.

"and would you look at that," i dumped my bag out, my wallet and badge falling out as well,"jolly ranchers and apple juice in a bottle with the hulk's head built on top."

"please tell me he doesn't have a girlfriend." elle said with an amused smirk, finding my downfall hilarious.

i sat down at my desk and groaned. he was helpless.

•

we sat in the conference room, reading a ransom note. it was the start of our next case, trish davenport.