Spencer Reid Imagines {ON HOLD}

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Derek teasing Spencer about having a crush on you

"Spencer and Y/N, sitting in a tree..." Spencer hid his face as Derek walked into the bullpen with a smirk on his face. Yesterday he'd made the mistake of telling Morgan about his crush on you, and despite promising he wouldn't say anything, he'd been teasing him about it all morning.
"Please stop, before she hears you." He muttered it under his breath, hiding his face in his cardigan.
"Stop what before who hears?" JJ walked into the room and sat in the chair of her desk, which Morgan was sitting on.
"Pretty Boy has a crush on the newbie." Spencer's face turned even redder.
"No way, seriously?" Emily suddenly entered the room. Just his luck, one person finds out and now everybody knows.
"Please stop talking about it."
"Oh ho, never." JJ gave him a wink.
"Come on, Reid. If you like her just ask her out."
"No way. She probably doesn't even like me back."
"She totally does."
"Who totally does what?" Spencer looked up as you walked through the doors, hair swishing side to side with a large smile on your face and two coffee cups. You walked closer towards Spencer's desk, his eyes never looking away from you and his palms going sweaty.
"We were just talking about how you'd totally be down to come out for drinks with us tonight." Spencer let out a breath he was holding, afraid one of the three would spill his secret to the object of his affection.
"Oh, I am so down." You set one of the cups down next to Spencer on his desk, smiling at him. "I got you a coffee. 6 sugar packets, just the way you like it."
"Th-Thanks." He stuttered the words out, which let a giggle pass from your lips.
"You're very welcome. I'm assuming you'll be coming out for drinks with us too, genius?" His heart skipped a beat at the nickname you'd given him the first day you'd arrived.
"Y-Yeah. Yeah, sure."
"Great." He watched as you walked away, skirt swishing from side to side as you turned in the direction of Garcia's office. Derek leaned down by Spencer's ear.
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
"Shut up."

Challenging Spencer to a game of poker on the plane ride home

You were bored. Beyond bored. This was your least favorite part about ending cases; the long flights home with nothing to do except read and re-read the books you'd brought along. When you saw Spencer playing around and shuffling a deck of cards, you walked over.
"You never took me up on my offer of a game of poker, Reid." You slid into the seat across from him, watching as he dealt out the cards. The game was played with sideways glances and almost silent speak, until Spencer played his almost perfect hand. You smirked as you set down your better hand. You swiped the bags of candy towards you on the table, pocketing them all. His jaw just dropped.
"Wha-Huh-how-you-I never lose."
"You aren't the only one banned from casinos Reid."

You and Spencer getting caught in your hotel room getting hot and heavy

"S-Spencer~" You ran your hands through his hair as his hands travelled to the buttons on your shirt, undoing them while his lips bit at your neck. He groaned as you bucked your hips into his, his lips trailing down to your chest. Your fingers struggled with the buckle of his belt, finally undoing it. You let out a moan as his hand kneaded your skin, breathing heavily.

You were scared apart by a knock on your door.
"Shit shit shit shit." You frantically searched around for Spencer's shirt that was thrown off sometime in the fray, finding it and handing it back to him. There was another knock and Emily calling your name. "One second!" You looked around before whispering to Spencer. "Closet." He ducked inside the closet and you shut the door, rushing to the hotel room door. You buttoned up your blouse and opened it.