"UNEXPECTED DESIRE" SPENCER REID X READER CM FIC

Part 12 "longing"

         The bar's aesthetic leaned more on the rustic/trendy side, with a tini-tiny element of modern electro club lighting, over at the dance floor. Way across the room, Y/N watched Rossi casually conversing with the female bartender and Hotch on his cell phone. For the first time since Y/N had integrated into the team, she witnessed the Agent smiling. A rare view! It must've been that he was speaking with Jack (his son) or another loved one. Or perhaps he was just in a joyful mood, with Hotch one could never be certain 100%. Reid, on the other hand stared profusely at Y/N. Jealousy serging through him like lightning during a nasty storm. At first glance It certainly appeared as if he disapproved the sight of Y/N and Morgan dancing. SOOO closely! A plethora of nerves in Reid's system began to go wild; although due to his calm expressionless face, the geniuses behavior seemed normal.  (Little could you fathom that this was occurring within, Reid. Just to clarify, you had no interest in the: chiseled, sexy, intelligent FBI profiler you were dancing with. No feelings of lust on your part to his direction, whatsoever. After all, nothing could beat that recent warming sensation you'd been introduced to this morning, by the sexy Dr. over at the bar. It had been a long period of time since you'd been comfortable enough with someone. Especially at this rather short amount of time.Something was special because of the fast momentum of it all.)

        Y/N was just goofing off, and it seemed Morgan was too. Nothing serious in the slightest was happening between them; it was just their way of blowing off steam after a long day of serious work. As much as Y/N found Morgan easy on the eyes, she wasn't interested in jumping his bones. Because she'd already become so attracted to Reid, it would nearly make the transition to wanting Morgan sexually impossible. Besides, Y/N believed for there to be nothing sexier than a: tall, handsome, sweet, doctor, with puppy eyes, and a defined jawline. As much as Morgan found Y/N extremely sexy, she was definitely his type. As the song began to come to an end he too picked up on Reid's heavy staring towards Y/N. He wondered what it was all about but decided not to confront his colleague, leaving him be completely. Reid, was past the point of casual gazing. His eyes told a story; one that revealed that he'd psychologically been reading into a scenario between his two colleagues.  (A significantly sexually heated scenario.) Feeling a sort of low emerge from his heart, the emotionally drained man began stretching his limbs and walking towards the bar's exit. Y/N looking up saw Reid doing so, and excused herself from Morgan and walked in Reid's direction as quickly as possible. Catching up to him she uttered.

Y/N -"Wait-wait wait! Where are ya going? Come back and dance with me?" *She tugged on his arm lightly.*

Reid-" I don't really dance, let alone know how too."

Y/N- "let me show ya!"

*Rubs her hand down his arm.*

Reid-" I'd rather not make a fool of myself in front of the team." *he chuckled and tugged his hair behind his ears."

Y/N- "fine, I'll respect your wishes...but you'll have to find a way to make it up to me later on!"

*You winked and lowered your eyes to his pants.*

Reid-" oh were still on? I thought you were gonna get it on with "Dreamy Derek Morgan" over there?!" *His voice spoke with a mocking tone*

Y/N- "what made you think that?"

Reid-"idk..you were kinda grinding up against him and flirty towards him??..."

Y/N- "well..we were dancing- but it was just for fun! We don't plan on hooking up! If that's what you were thinking..I don't want to bang him.. and as oddly sweet but trashy as this may sound...I wanna bang you.." *You said as you fixed a strand of hair away from your face, while bouncing to the music in the background.*