DAMAGED // spencer reid

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Spencer's POV:

I wake up to a loud buzzing noise, more amplified than it normally is. I then realize that both Addie and I's phones are going off at the same time. The memories of last night suddenly rushing back to me and I try to hold back a grin. I groan at the continued noise and try to hook an arm around Addie's waist to snuggle her closer to me, but she's too fast and has already rolled away from me to answer her phone.

"Hello?" She asks sleepily, putting it on speaker. The sound of her voice, especially in the morning, is beautiful.

"I'm sorry to wake you, sleeping beauty, but we've had a breakthrough in the case. Your presence is needed, my dear." Garcia says through the phone.

"Okay, thanks Pen. Tell the others we'll meet them at the precinct ASAP."

"We?"

"Oh... uh... I meant me. Just me, very singular," she rambles, rolling over to look at me with panicked eyes.

"ADELINE GRANT, IS SPENCER REID IN YOUR BED RIGHT NOW?!?!" She screams through the receiver, causing me to wince and cover my ears.

"What?! No, of course not! Why would you say that!" Addie exclaims, much too quickly.

"OH MY GOD, HE IS! I KNEW THERE WAS A REASON DR. GENIUS WASN'T ANSWERING HIS CELL! ARE YOU GUYS SLEEPING TOGETHER NOW? OH MY LORD, THIS IS STRAIGHT OUT OF A REALITY TV SHOW! I NEED TO KNOW...HOW LONG IS SPENCER'S—"

"Sorry Pen, you're breaking up," Addie says, making crackling sounds with her mouth, "I'll talk to you later!" She hangs up before Penelope can object.

"Oh. My. God." Addie falls back onto the bed, silent for a few seconds before breaking into hysterical laughter. I can't help but join in immediately after, tears streaming out my eyes because of how hard I'm laughing.

"Did she just ask how long my..." I trail off, laughing too hard to continue.

"Yep!" Addie cackles next to me. She leans her head against my arm and looks up at me, our laughter fading away.

"Hi," I smile shyly at her.

"Hi." She smiles back at me, bringing her hand up to stroke my cheek.

"Everything's okay between us, right? I don't want you to think that last night was a mistake or anything," I ramble nervously, her touch on my cheek causing me to lose about 100 IQ points.

"Shut up and kiss me, Spence," she responds, pulling my head down to her level. I don't waste any time connecting my mouth with hers, deciding to be brave enough to slip a little tongue in there as well. I can feel Addie moan in surprise and delight, deepening the kiss. After a few more seconds she reluctantly pulls away, causing me to pout like a child.

"That's enough of that, I don't want to get you too... excited." She smirks. "Come on, we have to go to work." Addie scoots out of bed, walking across the room to the bathroom. I remember that she's only wearing a black lace bra and panties, causing my breathing to hitch for a moment. Fuck. She notices my flustered gaze and flashes me a smile before closing the bathroom door behind her, obviously teasing me. I sit up in bed, my mind racing with a million thoughts. I have no idea how to define what Addie and I are now, I mean, friends with benefits? No, that sounds too casual, it sounds like I'm taking advantage of her. Yet, we're not exactly dating by any means, we've done nothing other than make out. And that was only last night. Ugh, why does it have to be this complicated?! I mean, do I want her to be my girlfriend? Of course I do, but I don't know how she feels about that, especially because we're work colleagues. I shake these thoughts out of my head so that I can quickly get dressed and go to work.