Spencer Reid Imagines/Fics

Deceitful Part 2/2

SUMMARY: Spencer helps Amanda (a recovering victim of domestic violence rescued by the BAU) by spending time with her, which makes Y/N mad because he barely had time to spend with her originally because of his job. Now, argument after argument, Y/N has suspicions Spencer's intentions may not be so pure after all.

WORD COUNT: 3k

WARNINGS: Implied smut

NOTE: This is my first time ever posting any of my writing so please bear with me!! 

***Feedback is always welcome for future improvement!

*** Part Two ended up being a lot longer than Part One which was not what I was expecting, but nevertheless, I hope you enjoy!

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I wake up to hear pots and pans hitting each other in the kitchen, seeing that it was now early evening and the sun was beginning to set. Hesitantly approaching the kitchen, Spencer is cooking dinner for us, much to my surprise. When he turns around and notices me standing in the doorway, he quickly averts his eyes away from mine and clears his throat, breaking the awkward silence.

"I, uh, didn't want to wake you, so- so I thought I would make d-dinner," His voice trembles slightly, looking anywhere other than at me. I can already tell we are in for a long night.

"We need to talk" I say, sitting at the table waiting for his response. I don't think we've ever been so awkward in front of each other like this before, maybe besides when we first met.

"Yeah... yeah I know," He says, sounding disappointed.

"I'm just gonna tell you straight up how I feel without holding back because honestly, I think its time for you to finally hear it."

By this point, my insides have turned to mush and I'm dreading telling him how I truly feel, in fear of what is to come. I don't want him to grow even more annoyed at me or even leave but what choice do I have at this point?

"You're never home, you don't have time for me anymore," I start and notice Spencer's mouth open in protest. I put my hand in the air, signalling for him not to interrupt me which shuts him up fairly quickly.

"You're never home, you don't have time for me anymore. I get your job dominates your time and focus and I would never want to meddle in that... but you also have a life outside of work. When you do have free time, you're either spending it sleeping or out with Amanda when you should be putting time into your relationship. It's not fair on me and – "

"Amanda?" Spencer interrupts, chuckling to himself and shaking his head in disbelief.

"This is about Amanda isn't it? This is all about Amanda," Throwing his hands in the air, it seems like he's already come up to his own conclusion as to why we're having this conversation.

"This isn't just about Amanda, Spencer. There's so many other things wrong here, how can you not see it?!" I exclaim, already fed up with his reaction.

"I'll tell you what I see. I see my girlfriend being insecure and selfish. You know how much I love my job and being able to help people, so I'm sorry if you feel like we don't see each other enough but you also knew how strenuous this job is before we got together." He defends himself, not bothering to even just consider how I feel. I can't beat around the bush any longer, so instead, I decide to just ask him straight.

"Are... are you cheating o-on me... with Amanda?" I quietly ask. Looking at the ground, I can't bear to look him in the eyes anymore, terrified of his answer. I hear Spencer let out a scoff.

"Pfft, you're fucking crazy if you think I'm cheating on you Y/N, why would you say that?" Now that I've looked up, his eyes are burning into mine and his hands are red, clenched on either side of the dinner table.