requested by: @prison-reid (I CRIED WRITING THIS THAT'S ALL I'M GONNA SAY) request: yes i love your writing so much. maybe like a fluff where he left with the team for like 1 or 2 weeks on a case and came home late and go from there and idk tbh what im thinkin lmao description: ...in which your husband spencer reid returns home after a long case.
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Going to bed alone was starting to get exhausting. Usually you didn't mind it, you were used to Spencer leaving you to go on cases almost every other week. What you weren't used to was how long this particular case was taking.
It involved kids, and Spencer had told you how difficult those cases typically were for the team. You understood, but not being able to see your husband for two straight weeks? That was torture. Especially when you had something you so desperately wanted to tell him.
There you were, in bed, all alone, for the thirteenth night in a row. Sighing, you slowly turned to look at the vacant spot in the bed beside you. Your husband's spot— Spencer's spot. You missed him so much, you almost wanted to start crying at the thought.
Until you heard the sound of a key turning in the doorknob.
Spencer.
Grinning to yourself, you hopped out of bed, zipping out to the living room just in time to see your husband trudge in through the front door as he dropped his go-bag on the floor. Spencer saw you and smiled sadly at you, saying, "Damn. I was gonna surprise you. What are you still doing up, love?"
"Waiting for you, silly," you laughed as you ran to him. He scooped you up in his arms as you wrapped your legs around his waist, covering his handsome face in nimble kisses. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you kissed his mouth one more time before you smiled down at him, asking, "What took you so long?"
"It was a difficult case. I'm sorry," Spencer sighed. As you placed your feet back on the floor, Spencer wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his warm embrace as he rested his chin on the top of your head. "But I'm here now. That's all that matters."
"Do you wanna talk about it?" You asked him.
"Maybe tomorrow," he shrugged. Spencer smiled down at you as he said, "Right now, all I wanna do is hold my beautiful wife in bed."
You grinned at him. "Sounds like a pretty great plan to me."
You led him into your bedroom after that, allowing Spencer to change into his own pajamas before he settled down in bed beside you. You heard him let out a loud, drawn-out sigh and you shifted in the bed, turning to look at him as you asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. It was just a hard case."
"Maybe you shouldn't wait until morning, babe," you told him. "It's not good for you to go to bed while this is all still fresh in your mind. Come on, I'm here. Talk to me. Tell me what happened."
