Pleasures a Crime Worth Committing

Chapter Twenty Four: "The Rules"

"What's in the box Spencer?" Approaching the bathroom where he was now standing, for he had slammed the drawer closed. Your arms were crossed in front of your chest, looking him up and down.

" Just for when the case is over, I got you something." Spencer smirked at you while he placed his toothbrush on the counter.

" I thought we had a strict 'no play during work time' rule when it came to actual cases. We can't be doing this when we have 5 victims and plenty more racking up." Placing yourself in front of the bathroom door, blocking Spencer from leaving, you looked at the ground. You could sense his hand moving to your chin. Placing his thumb on the bottom of your chin and pointer finger against your jawline, he motioned your head upwards, making your eyes meet his.

" I know Y/N, and I apologize if i've made you uncomfortable. It's just a little something I got you for after we are done with the case. Well, more like a couple little things. I overheard Hotch mentioning to Rossi us staying here for an extra day, just as a small break. You know how busy we have been, how much we've been busting our ass with this new woman unsub. I just thought it would be-" Spencer explained before you cut in.

" I understand you meant well Spencer, you always do, it's just we have 5 victims on our hands. I don't want this case to end badly because we were distracted by things we shouldn't even be discussing on work time." You explained as Spencer moved his face closer to yours. You could feel his thumb pulling down your lip, his finger caressing your jawline.

" I'm glad we're on the same page, I also don't want to be distracted by you on this case. Despite how irresistible you are, I will do my best. I hope we can atleast share a room for a few nights without fucking each other." Him getting even closer to your face, you could feel his breathing all around you once again. The smell of whiskey on his breath brought back those feelings. Remembering that night at the club, all you wanted was him to grip your neck and slam you against a wall once again.

" Me to Spencer, me too." You felt yourself backing away from his hand, almost instinctively. The look on his face as you said this made it seem like he just got slapped in the face.

" Yeah." Spencer let out, clearing his throat as he brought his hand back down to his side, turning around and going back to his toiletries. Spencer looked as if his heart was just shredded into a million little pieces.

Did Spencer want to kiss you? Was that supposed to happen? Spencer was usually one to stick to the rules, he never really moved out of his comfort zone. No kissing was a rule, right? Somethings definitely off about him, just the way he was acting towards you, his confidence was higher, and he was more snappy with people.

Still standing by the doorway, you moved yourself back to the bed where you had placed your bags. Lets just hope this doesn't get too awkward. It's just a few days, right?
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The rest of the night was just you and Spencer unpacking bags and getting out the case file. Not too surprisingly, you and Spencer didn't speak to each other the rest of the night. Trying to maneuver around each other without talking was definitely difficult.Brushing your teeth in the bathroom at the same time in silence surely didn't help the situation. Like the gentleman he is though, Spencer willingly took the couch, letting you have the bed.

To be honest, you don't think either of you slept last night. You didn't say anything, ofcourse, but you both just knew. Sitting in each other's own silence all night, the only thing you could hear was Spencer's breathing. Spencer's soft, gentle breathing.

The thing that kept you up all night wasn't the case, it wasn't you thinking about the suspect list, not even that kiss with Emily, which had been on your mind for almost 3 weeks. Even after she confronted you about it.

The thing that kept you up all the way until your 5 am alarm was " what would have happened if you pulled him in, kissing him?". Would it have grown into something more? Would you and Spencer Reid have had actual passionate sex? Sure, you and him had fucked before, but only as what can be defined for now as "friends?", "fuck buddies?".

By the look on Spencer's face earlier, you don't think either of you knew the answer to that question just yet.
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Upon your loud, annoying alarm going off, you could hear the squeaking of the couch springs. Propping yourself up on the bed, you turned your head towards the couch. Spencer was sitting upright, rubbing his eyes. His hair was just as much of a mess as it was last night, for he had not combed through his hair last night.

" Good morning Spence, sleep ok?" You groaned out, your eyes still adjusting to the sun-lit room.

You could feel Spencer's eyes on you, him checking out your boobs through the pj top you had put on last night. You didn't look back at him, but instead began throwing your long, brown hair into a loose messy bun. Spencer didn't move his eyes off your body, continuing to undress you with his eyes.

"Earth to Dr. Spencer Reid..." Placing your bare feet on the cold wooden floor, walking over to the bathroom to brush your teeth.

Once again, no response. Silence.

" Fine, two can play at that game." You looked over at Spencer, seeing him still hunched over at the end of the couch. He did not look too excited about working this case with you. It's not that he looked mad at you, he just looks sad. Sad about the way you reacted to him trying to kiss you last night.

Getting ready in the bathroom while Spencer did the same in the bedroom, you picked out an outfit for work along with doing your hair and makeup. You had just picked out a simple light pink button up with a pair of light gray work pants. Adding your pearl necklace along with a pair of silver hoop earrings, you simply combed through your hair, not styling it in any specific way.

Right as you opened the door to the bathroom, you heard two knocks on your hotel room door. Hotch usually came to everyone's room to ensure that the team was ready to go to the station. This time was no different. Both your eyes and Spencer's had darted to the door before you could even look at eachother.

" We will be heading down to the station soon, I expect that you both have gone over the file. Meet up in the main lobby in 5, Garcia may have a lead." Hotch stated as his huge, aggressive footsteps trailed off into the hallway outside.

Looking away from the door, your eyes fell upon Spencer, for his outfit was his usual. He had on a baby blue button up with white vertical stripes, a charcoal grey weather vest, and a pair of charcoal grey slacks. The usual silver rolex watch is placed on his left wrist, and his hair was combed through, yet still somewhat messy.

" You don't look all that bad, Reid." You commented, grabbing your briefcase and picking up Spencers for him. Holding your arm out to him, satchel in hand, he swiftly grabbed it from you.

" Thank Y/N." Spencer finally said, walking past your body to the door.

Finally he speaks! Sure, this didn't mean he still wasn't upset with you, but it was at least a start. Following him out the door, you met up with the team in the lobby, heading to the station.

Let's just hope you and Spencer don't have to work with each other on this case.
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