Criminal Minds Imagines

Don't tell him.

Hello everyone, this chapter is for @Rylee_900 using prompt 54 "Don't tell him/her." 

Thank you for requesting and I hope you like it :)

Spencer Reid X Rylee

Rylee's POV

I walk into the office, my feet tapping lightly, black frame glasses rest on my face helping me see clearly. My grey eyes survey the room to see that everyone on the team is vacant from their seats except for Reid. He is sat perfectly at his desk, his brows furrowed, and he's looking over a file, writing something every few seconds. My smile brightens when he looks up and meets my eyes and sends me a small but cute smile paired with a small wave, making me send one back. I set my bag on my desk when walking by and continue to the ladies room on this floor and see Jj standing at the sink fixing her makeup. I walk into the stall and do my business and flush, walking back to the sink and washing my hands next to Jj and slightly jump when I hear her voice.

"Rylee, hey, I was wanting to ask you something yesterday but didn't catch you before you left after we got back, can we talk a minute?" She asks, turning to me as I brush my hands through my curly brown hair. I nod as an answer and I expect her to ask about how I felt with the flight back. The way back was bumpy and on a particularly bad bump, I had reached out and grabbed what was closest, which happened to be Spencer's hand. I was a little happy but horrified, my face had no doubt gone red then.

"Do you like Spencer? You always blush when he smiles, you brighten up around him, and you stare a lot." She questions suddenly, shocking me and making me stop my movements to think, was she the only one to notice? I didn't let it effect my work, so how did she know. I gather my thoughts quickly and turn to her.

"Yeah, he's my friend." I say in return, the words hurt to say, I longed to be more than just friends with him, but I don't dare say that out loud. I turn back to the mirror to fix my dark maroon blouse, which I had paired with nice black work pants, as the shoulder had crinkled where my bag had sat on it.

"I mean do you have a crush on him? I won't tell him, I'll keep it a secret." She pesters, my face no doubt showing my annoyance of her questions.

"No Jj, he's just a friend. I promise." I add when she sends a doubtful look my way. I quickly make my way to the small snack room and grab a cup, filling it with coffee, and some sugar not noticing the other presence in the room.

"Hey Rylee, I got a question for you." I jump causing me to get coffee on my hand, burning it slightly at Emily's smooth voice. As I turn I see a grimace on her face and her eyes are trained on my hand for a second before she continues. "How much do you like Reid?" She questions and I have to stop myself from saying anything. Are the girls ganging up on me? Who's next, Garcia? Gosh I love her but she wouldn't stop until I told her. 

"I like him as a best friend, did you talk to Jj today?" I question, her eyebrow twitches just before she shakes her head no. Why are they cornering me about this, I'm not obvious about it, so why do they keep asking? I quickly grab my coffee and make my way away from her and back to my desk to see Rossi standing next to it and I smile kindly. He is always someone I look up to, like a father figure.

"Hey Rossi, how are you this morning?" I question. He looks up and smiles making his eyes crinkle. He nods and gestures me to where his office is and I am confused but walk to the small room anyway, setting my coffee down when I sit across from where he is usually perched behind his desk. He closes the door and for a second I panic thinking that I'm in trouble for something and cross my legs to keep myself from bouncing my knee.

"Rylee," He starts as he sits in his chair, "How do you feel about sharing a room with Reid next time we go on a case? I thought I'd change it up instead of the usual pairing." I'm taken back by the question and feel my heart skip a beat, I've shared a room with him before but it wasn't planned so I didn't think too much about it and we were all exhausted that night.

"I don't think it would be a problem, we're all friends, as long as he is okay with it, I won't have a fit about sharing with him." My heart basically stops while waiting for his response, half of me wants to room with Spencer, to be closer to him, the other half knows I would embarrass myself within 10 minutes of sharing the room. Rossi leans back in his chair and nods once, and pulls a file out of his desk and hands it to me asking for me to bring it to Hotch, I nod and smile getting up and grabbing my cup. I walk out of the room and almost bump into Penelope as she runs around the corner but I turn at the last minute and slam into the wall tightening my grip on both objects in my hand and grimacing at the pain that shoots through my back.

"Ry, are you okay?" I hear a smooth, concerned voice call out from a few feet away, sounding as though it was getting closer, I look up from the floor and almost choke on air at the concerned but adorable look that has been splashed across Spencer's face. He quickly grabs my coffee and hesitates to hold onto my shoulder in a comforting way but does so anyway, making my heart beat faster and louder.

"Yeah, no, I-I'm fine. Just didn't want to ruin her outfit with my coffee." I chuckle at the end of my sentence and curse myself for stuttering so much. He smiles kindly and says that he'll get me another cup, seeing as most of it spilled on the ground, and that he'll put it on my desk for me. I nod, appreciating the kindness and my cheeks warm up, no doubt it showing up on my skin vibrantly. I walk quickly to Hotch's office and knock and hear a 'come in'. I quickly open the door and walk in smiling and setting the file on the desk, turning to leave and stop when he clears his throat.

"Rylee, this goes without saying but, romance within the office is usually forbidden. Unless it doesn't effect your work, I will not tell Strauss." His words shock me and confuse me at the same time, who does he think I'm dating? Almost as if he heard my thoughts, he continues on. "You and Reid are both adults, barely, but you are adults, keep it professional and I won't tell Strauss." My eyes almost bulge out of my head, he thinks me and Spencer are dating? Where on earth did he get that idea. One name comes to mind, Derek Morgan.

"Sir, I am being honest when I say this, there is nothing going on between me and Dr. Reid, it is strictly platonic. No romantic feelings." That hurt to say out loud, but it's the harsh reality, he thinks of me as a best friend, nothing more. The thought of Spencer liking me is absurd, but fills my heart with false hope. I walk out and make my way to Derek's office and knock, I hear a faint 'come in' and open the door and close it when I'm inside.

"Derek, what the-" Before I can finish my sentence he has already started one.

"Rylee, tell the truth, do you like Reid?" His voice is serious but his eyes hold mischief. I weigh my options. I could tell him the truth and risk getting teased for the next month and risk him saying something around Spencer, or I could lie and keep getting asked until I get angry enough to yell at him and risk Spencer finding out that way. I roll my eyes and take a deep breath.

"Derek, I assume all of the last hour and a half was your doing, everyone asking all these questions about if I like Reid, and I don't even know how you got Hotch in on it, but it's getting old, for the last time, I like him, yes, but as a best friend should." I make sure to talk quietly as to make sure that nobody else would be able to hear it passing by the room. Derek raises an eyebrow and slowly nods.

"So, all those longing looks, all those times you blushed when he smiled at you, all of the times you glared at a girl that was flirting with him, and when you dropped everything to go and live with him when he was on Dilaudid even when he screamed at you to leave him alone, all of that was platonically done?" He asks, making me nod. "Bullshit Rylee, you love him, or at the very least you like him. Either way, you should just admit it." I think over what he said and I quickly decide on what to do.

"Spencer can't know, don't tell him, please Derek, at the very least wait until I tell him." I plead, he nods and gives me a brotherly hug, and I relax knowing he won't purposely tell him and hug him back.

So close to 2,000 words on this one, I had a fun time so I may add a part two, I'm still deciding if I want to or not. Maybe it can be when Rylee tells him her feelings. As always, give feedback, comment, and vote on the chapter if you liked it and want more!