Spencer Reid Imagines {ON HOLD}

quotes

So I saw this TikTok of people putting quotes from books and movies in the comments that made them believe in love again. I wanted to take those quotes and turn them into little mini prompts
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"Break my heart. Break it a thousand times if you like. It was only ever yours to break anyway."

It was fight after fight with you two now. Everyday there was some new argument about something stupid, and each one tore away another piece of your heart. You feared he was falling out of love with you, like so many had done before, but no matter how many times you fought and cried you always made up.
That was why you stayed. Because you never had to force an apology out of him. He was always first to apologize and didn't care if you couldn't forgive him for two days. He knew he hurt you and he was sorry for it, and that's what kept you.

He hated who he was becoming. He hated fighting with you, and it was always his fault. He hated to see you breaking in front of him with every word he spoke to you.
That's were you both were tonight. You'd just had a screaming match because Spencer didn't call you to tell you he was coming home, leaving you worried and hurt when he almost ignored you after coming in the door. One thing led to another and now you were crying with your back pressed against the bedroom door and his back pressed against the same one on the other side.
"I hate this, Y/N. I hate the fighting. I don't know what happened to us, but I can't keep seeing you like this and knowing I caused it." You were silent. "I don't-I don't think I can keep breaking your heart like this. Pretty soon there'll be nothing left and I won't be able to live with myself knowing that I was the one who destroyed you."
"Break my heart. Break it a thousand times if you like. It was only ever yours to break anyway. I don't care how much it hurts. I can't imagine myself with anyone else."

"And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you."

There was laughter. For the first time in a long time there was laughter. Laughter from you, from those around you. And there were stories; embarrassing ones, sad ones, wholesome ones. Paintings were scattered across the lawn, some good and some bad, but all bursting with color. You could tell whose was whose; Penelope's had bright colors thrown on the canvas every which way. She'd called it abstract, but the paint on your grass and her hands said mess.
Rossi's was a poor attempt at a landscape, colors blending together into brown. JJ's looked like a child drew it, with waggly stick figures and a basic outline of a house. Hotch's was one of the better ones, black lines forming a nice pattern. Morgan's painting left much to be desired, with smudges of colors in corners. You couldn't tell what it was supposed to be, maybe a dog? Or an elephant? Maybe a door?
Spencer's wasn't much better. You chuckled at it, looking at the poor attempt he'd made at drawing a cat on the canvas. At least his looked like a cat.
Out of all the amateurs, Prentiss' was the best, a nice sea scape depicted on hers. She'd spent the longest, and you suspected she wasn't new to painting.

You worked on yours as your boyfriend and his team chatted away. He'd said he wanted to have a get together, and you wanted to flex your artistic skills on everyone there, so you opted for a painting party. Of course, you didn't need to show off much since your work was already displayed across buildings and galleries everywhere in town.
Your brush moved across the canvas as you finished the final detailing, stepping back to examine it.

The painting was of a pink cherry blossom tree that overlooked a lake, two figures sitting underneath it; one was leaned up against the trunk reading a book and the other laid across his lap staring at the sky. You smiled at the depiction of you and Spencer's first date.
"Did you finish it?" He asked as you pushed the brush behind your ear, smiling.
"Yeah. Wanna see?" You picked it up and carried it over to the table of guests, illuminated under a sky of stars and fairy lights. You handed him the canvas, his hand wrapping around it carefully to not mess it up. "Careful, it's still wet." You sat on his lap as he looked at it in admiration. He turned it to show to the rest of the group, each person giving you compliments.
"Where'd you get the idea for it?"
"It was where we had our first date." You said before taking a drink of wine. "I wanted to paint something special."
"Speaking of something special, I finally mastered that magic trick I'd been telling you about." You laughed as Spencer smiled.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Here, sit down." You sat down in the chair like he said, Spencer sitting in the chair across from you. He held up a coin and showed it to you, waving it around while saying he was gonna make it disappear. You were surprised when it did, but dared him to make it reappear.
"The coin is probably just behind my ear or something."
"The coin's not, but this is." What was in his hand was most definitely not a coin.
It was a ring.
A silver banded diamond ring, one you'd been eying in catalogues for months. The entire team let out a collective gasp as he sunk off the chair onto one knee.
"Y/N, I've never met anyone like you. You never cease to take my breath away every single time I see you, so much so it's like I'm seeing you for the first time again. But lately I've been seeing only one picture in my mind: and that's you in a white wedding dress. These past three years have been the best of my life. Y/N, you are the one thing I never knew I needed. You always say the perfect canvas always needs the perfect brush to go with it, and if my heart is a canvas every square inch of it is painted over with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to make our story a painting that just never stops getting painted over with more and more memories. Y/n, will you marry me?" You nodded your head, speechless as he picked you up and spun you around. Cheers erupted from the people at the table, your lips pressing together in a passionate kiss.
"I love you."
"I love you too."