Spencer Reid X Reider One shots and imagines

Sex Dream

A/N: I've finished season 9

You're in therapy for reasons. Lately you've been avoiding Reid because of this dream you keep on having. Honestly you have to force yourself to look away from him at work he's so damn sexy.

You started to tell your therapist, "I keep having this reoccurring dream where I Uh"

The dream was kind of embarrassing. You didn't want to say what happened in it.

Your therapist told you, "You can say anything and I won't judge. This is a safe space"

"In the dream, I f*ck one of my co-workers on our private jet" you replied.

"Which one?" She asked.

"The sexy one" you answered.

"Again which one?"

She has seen a photo of you and your co-workers so she knew what they looked like.

You clarified, "Spencer Reid"

"So in reality, would you like to f*ck him?"asked your therapist.

Great times you have in therapy. Totally normal things you talk about in therapy.

You said, "I mean I wouldn't mind doing him..."

"But how would you feel if you found out someone else was doing him?" asked your therapist.

"I'd want to f*cking kill them but not really cause that'd mean I killed someone. I'd just be really pissed and jealous"

That was definitely not normal. Why did you say that? Why do you feel like that?

Your therapist told you, "Well, it sounds to me you are sexually attracted to him and have non sexual but romantic feelings towards to him"

Reid was sexy... but then again so was everyone you worked with on a daily basis.

"Psh, I don't know what you're talking about"  you remarked.

"Before you leave, I want to hear you say, I am in love with Spencer Reid" she told you.

Love? LOVE??? That... that... no. You weren't. You couldn't. You just want to f*ck him is all.

"Love? That's a bit strong, don't you think?" you asked.

You therapist read off her notes, "You did say and I quote, 'I'd want to f*cking kill them'"

"That makes me sound crazy, doesn't it?"

"I'm going to be honest with you and say yes, yes it does"

That was not something anyone would want their therapist to say.

"Now repeat after me, I am in love with Spencer Reid"

"I am..." a text from your phone cut you off, "oh look, I've got to go. Bye"

There was another case. You left that office as fast as you could. It was insane. The idea that you could be in love with Reid. It was completely ridiculous.

You came into the round table room, late, "Sorry, I'm late. I was at an appointment"

"It's okay. Let's get back to the case" stated Hotch.

Garcia presented the case, "Hartley Rathaway was found murdered by a neighbor early today. Same M.O. as Slade Wilson's murder two weeks ago and Sam Day three days ago. All of whom were shot in the head"