The Red Lounge ~Spencer Reid x Reader ~

Girlfriend

Who knew dog parks could be such a social hub?

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Spencer spent most of the day with me, he had braided my hair for me, and now we were sitting in the kitchen at the island, scrolling through the classifieds to see if anyone had any openings. I had filled out a few applications for some spots, but I wasn't hopeful. "Why don't you ask Desiree if they have any full time positions?" I considered this from my perch on the counter and sighed.

"There isn't much I could do, the club really only opens on the weekends aside from the members only hours during the week." Spencer shrugged in agreement. "Maybe I should ask Grace if they are looking for a receptionist..." Spencer nodded eagerly, taking a sip from the lemonade I made him.

"That's a great idea." At this point, Daisy started nudging his arm with her nose and he lifted it to look down at her. She whined and he smiled, patting her head. "Why don't you call her while I take Daisy out." I nodded gratefully and he gathered Daisy's leash in his hand and she all but skipped after him and down the stairs. I watched them go with a warm feeling in my heart just as I pressed the number to call Grace.

She answered almost immediately. "Sup Chica? Everything okay?" She sounded concerned and I huffed a laugh.

"Everything is fine, it's healing great... I think, I had a question for you though." I began to pace, not really one for asserting myself so much like this.

"Shoot." She replied, the sound of her eating a chip making me snort a small laugh.

"Sorry to interrupt your lunch break." She made a noise of dismissal. "Look, I was wondering if maybe you had any openings at the shop for a receptionist or something." Grace sighed loudly and my heart dropped.

"I swear to god, you dropped into my life at the perfect time, I was legit about to call you. Yes. We need someone to take over the desk. We've been swamped this week and next week is looking much the same, if we can free up an artist and have someone else man the front, you would save our life. It will only be for like two weeks until we find another artist, okay?" The breath of relief that left me must have been heard from the other side of the phone because she made a sympathetic 'awe'.

"That is more than okay." I heard my door open and Spencer appeared letting Daisy off her leash just as I spoke. "You are a lifesaver Grace, I'll see you tomorrow?" She agreed and hung up, just as Spencer gave me an excited-but questioning- smile, his thumbs rotating this way and that in a 'Yes? No?' motion. I nodded, grinning widely and he rushed forward picking me up and swinging me around in a hug. "You're pretty excited about a temporary job." I teased once he let me down, his hands still on my hips.

"I'm excited that you have a job period! I could just tell how you were going crazy without one." The fact he noticed something so subtle about me despite really not spending much time with me made my heart melt. "We should celebrate!" he added, moving away from me.

"Spener, no we-" He gave me a look and I shut up with a happy smile, he was still trying to apologize for everything even though he didn't have to. There was a nagging feeling in my head that maybe there was more to this story than he was telling me, but like we had agreed, there was a time and place to speak about our past, and right now, he had told me all he wanted me to know.

"Get Daisy ready to go, and the three of us are going to the park.Make sure you take your bag for work, just in case we lose track of time." I smiled, and when Daisy heard her name her tail started wagging while she politely sat on her bed, trying to act like she wasn't about to jump up the second I grabbed her leash.

I agreed, and while he went downstairs to get the car, I slipped on her collar and grabbed my work bag, retrieving her portable water bowl and a baggie of food, tossing it all into my purse. "Come on, Dais." I called, and she skipped after me, sniffing at my bag where she could smell the food hidden inside. Spencer was waiting downstairs, and he had cleared the back seat of his car to give room for Daisy to jump in. He had laid down a blanket and once Daisy managed to get her massive body into the seat, I clipped her into the seatbelt and rolled down the manual window for her.