M.G.G/S.R Oneshots

Stockholm Syndrom (s.r)

summary: in which reader kidnaps spencer, and he develops a small crush on her.
warnings: crazy!reader, kidnapping, swearing, violence, falling for kidnapper, mentions of stalking, etc
a/n: inspired by Stockholm Syndrome by 1D:)

Spencer had woken up in a basement. his head was pounding, and he could feel cold liquid running down the left side of his face.

he couldn't remember much, nor did he want to think.

"you're finally awake!" a voice said in front of him. instead of sounding masculine, it was more feminine.

she walked out of the shadows, her (h/c) hair neatly done. her makeup was perfect, and her outfit looked well designed. as if she'd been planning this look for months.

and it finally hit Spencer.

"excuse me, sir? i'm sorry to bother you, but could you help me lift this into my car? i'm afraid i can't hold it." the pretty girl asked him, a bright smile on her face.

Spencer blushed, hanging up his call. he nodded, walking over to the woman.

"i'm Spencer." he introduced, holding out his hand.

"Y/n." the girl responded, shaking his hand. he lifted the trunk into her car, and everything went black.

"you! you're the girl from the parking lot!" Spencer responded shocked.

Y/n smirked. "i'm so glad you've finally noticed me." she walked over to him, her tight black dress hugging her curves. a big slit lead up to her hip, and he couldn't help but lick his lips.

she placed herself on his lap, her arms wrapping around his neck.

"i've been watching you for months." she told him, playing with his soft, bloody hair.

"why didn't you talk to me?" he asked, his brown eyes roaming her face.

"i had to wait for the right moment, my plan had to be all in place." she replied. Spencer watched as her (e/c) eyes scanned his features.

"but now look at us. we're finally together." she grinned, her lips ever so slightly grazing over his. it drove him wild, and he couldn't help but feel turned on.

she licked her lips, tapping his nose causing him to scrunch it.

"dinner should be ready any minute now. let me go get you some." she said getting off of him. her black heels clicked along the floor as she went up the old wooden stairs.

Spencer couldn't help his eyes as they wandered to her bottom. he anticipated the moment she would return.

he perked up at the sound of her heels. she made her way down, grabbing a stool on the other side of the basement.

she dragged it towards him, sitting directly across from him. he didn't notice his eyes had made their way to her chest.

"let me feed you." she said, grabbing the metal fork. she fed him chicken, and he noticed how well seasoned it had been.

no, Spencer. this woman kidnapped you! you have to contact Hotch. he thought, but found himself accepting another bite.

a few days had passed, and the longer he stayed the more he wished he could see Y/n.

he found out she was a pharmacist at the local pharmacy. she had upgraded him from ropes to handcuffs, the cold metal not being as tight on his aching wrists.

she finally returned at what he could guess was sundown. "i missed you, baby." she said, sitting on his lap once more.

"i missed you too." he mumbled, trying to convince himself he was acting. but his heart knew he wasn't.

and finally. finally, their lips collided. Spencer kissed her back passionately, loving the way her lips felt on his.

"FBI! Y/n L/n!" Spencer heard Morgan's deep voice yell. he felt his heart clench in his chest.

Y/n pulled away from him, her face staying neutral as Rossi handcuffed her. "he'll have fun getting over me." she smirked, causing Rossi to roll his eyes and drag her upstairs.

JJ came over and un-cuffed her coworker from the chair he had been sat on for the past four days. he stood up, getting taken into a hug by Morgan.

"we missed you, Pretty Boy." he ruffled Spencer's hair, causing him to hiss in pain. "oh, right." Morgan laughed, shaking his head.

Blake lead Spencer up to the EMT. she could tell he was distraught. "what's going on in your mind?" she asked, sitting next to him.

Spencer paused. "i should be happy i'm away from her, right? then why do i feel so sad?" he asked, lifting his head so the EMT can place a bandage on his forehead.

Blake's face dropped. "you have feelings for her?"

"i.. i don't know." he shrugged.