Spencer Reid Imagines {ON HOLD}

partner in crime (criminal!spencer au)

Okay but I saw that this song was based on Entropy so I said "why not make an AU out of it"

How dare you show up when I was finally getting over you
Slide in next to me in our favorite corner booth

Your leg bounced up and down as you nervously looked around the crowded diner, hands shaking wildly as you check the time on your phone every 30 seconds. You didn't see any trace of him, not a one.
You were finally getting over him. Or at least that's what you told yourself to make yourself feel better. You couldn't be in love with a murderer. Not anymore.
Yeah you'd done some bad things. But when you signed up for the whole 'team of bank robbers and casino hits' thing you hadn't ever planned on hurting anyone, let alone killing somebody.
It was always just an in and out job. He did the planning and the casing, making sure every job was perfect and crafted to a tee. You did the execution, talking your way in and sneaking your way out. There were over 100 smaller hits people didn't even know about.

He slid into the seat of the booth next to you without warning, a sly smirk on his ever so attractive face. It was like the longer you went without seeing him, the more attractive he got.
"Hello, sweetheart."

Your cologne hit me like a bullet
Boy you knew what you were doing when you walked in here

"Don't call me that. You aren't allowed to call me that anymore. Not since you pulled the trigger on that gun."
"Oh come on, you're still all hung up over that? That was 5 months and 3 days ago now."
"Stop that."
"Stop what?"
"Stop...that. That stupid fact spewing shit."
His smirk widened as he leaned in closer. His cologne hit you with a wave of nostalgia, reminding you of how you two used to be. Happy, loving. But he ruined that the moment he decided to unload 3 bullets into the security guard.
"I thought you liked it when I did that." He was playing you, tugging on your heart to pull you back into his lies.
"Get to the point, Spencer. Why am I here."

Go on, say you're sorry
Say you want me back
Lay out your land mines
And wait for me to step on them

"I have a feeling you know why I asked you here."
"I'm not doing this again. I'm not running away with you and leaving everything behind. I'm doing just fine on my own." His face dropped.
"I made a mistake. I told you I'm sorry at least 53 times."
"Oh yeah? If you were sorry you wouldn't still be out doing jobs." He sighed and leaned back. "Yeah, I've been watching the news. You can't lie to me and tell me you've changed, because I also saw the sports car you pulled up in. You're the same as you were before, Spencer. Nothing changed. Nothing will ever make you change." You got up from the table.
"You can."

But I know your game
You're just messing with my head
So I'll forgive you let you in again

You turned around with a huff and sat back down.
"Say the word and I'll stop. It's always been that way. We could stop anytime we wanted."
"Not after you killed a man! You are a murderer, Spencer. The FBI is after you now after that bank job you pulled last week. I'm not going to get wrapped up in this with you again."
"Please, just give me a chance. One night to prove to you that I can change."

I know better than to let you kiss me
I know better cause I know you well
There's blood on your hands so don't tell me you love me
Try three words on someone else

He knew every trick in the book to get you back into him. He knew where to lay his eyes, he knew the right facial expression. He knew exactly what to say. You guess that's what happens when you spend 3 years robbing banks and casinos with someone and half of that time hiding away in high end hotels and safe houses until the heat died down.
"Fine. One night." His face lit up. "But don't tell me you miss me. Don't tell me you love me. Don't kiss me, because we're not a couple anymore. You killed that as soon as that guards heart stopped beating." You got up and turned to walk out of the diner.