Spencer Reid One Shots

Lady Fingers

Upon waking, Spencer felt a strange twinge in the pit of his stomach. A strong urge he'd never felt before. He's felt urges, but never one like this.

Hopping out of bed, he quickly got dressed for work. He put on a light blue button up and a dark blue cardigan on top, with black slacks. After tying his shoes, he grabbed his brown leather satchel and ran out the door.

Walking into the bullpen, that's when he saw it. There was the urge he had been feeling all day.

Y/n Y/l/n

She was sitting at her desk, writing up case files. It was like she sensed his presence and looked up, making eye contact with Spencer.

Her perfect lips, body, and the most perfect fingers. So long and delicate. Immediately feeling blood rush to his no-no square, he quickly makes his way over to the coffee.

After pouring two cups, he sets one down in front of Y/n.

"Awww thanks Spence. 3 sugars?" she asked with a sly smile.

"Of course. I never forget," Spencer said, sitting at his desk.

"It's the dad jokes for me," Emily said playfully.

"It's the faking your own death for me," Spencer shot back bitterly.

"It's the schizophrenic mom for me."

"It's the being in love with Hotch for me."

"It's the Dilaudid addiction for me."

"IT'S THE-!"

"Kids- Guys. Get back to work." Hotch sternly said, interrupting Spencer and Emily.

Quickly shooting each other daggers, they got back to work.

Every now and then, he'd sneak a look at y/n. Tonight would be the night he finally did it. He's been working up the courage and is finally ready.

Pulling out his phone, he sent y/n a quick text.

Spencer: Can I get a ride home today?

y/n: ofc 🅱️rudda. I got chu😈🤝💯

Spencer: thx g 🥶💉

After working for hours, five o'clock finally struck. Spencer had finished his stack of files 2 hours earlier and was just reading to pass time. All he wanted to do was leave, but he had to wait for y/n. It took her another 15 minutes to finish her paperwork.

What a slow bitch, Spencer thought to himself.

"Huh," y/n said standing up.

"I said what a slow book," holding up the book to show y/n. Close one.

"U-Uh, y/n? Do you want to come to my p-p-place and watch a m-m-movie?" he said, biting his lip.

"Yeah sure."

As they walk down to her car, excitement boils inside Spencer. It's actually going to happen tonight. He was almost boiling over, but didn't let her see that.