This is Matthew Gray Gubler x reader imagines. The ideas are brain stormed by me and one of my close friends. All @ her in the ones that were her idea. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy! 💕😈 (there will be a * next to the chapters that are smutty) (cov...
"Y/N? C-can I ask you something?" I look at Spencer and give him a smile, tilting my head slightly. "Shoot" "I-uhm I was-was wondering- if-uhm-youwouldliketogotodinnerwithme?" I laugh quietly, "Dr.Spencer Reid, are you asking me on a date?" He blushes and rubs the back of his neck. "I-erm yes? No? If you w-want it to be date? O-only of your c-comfortable" I sling my bag over my shoulder, walk over to him, and peck him on the cheek. "Text me the details"
~time skip~
Spence told me to drees casual, as we're only going to a small café, but this 'simple' outfit took me a hour to choose. (Here's the outfit)
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(With black heeled boots)
I sit down on my couch and wait for Spencer to text me, he said he would pick me up and we would walk there. My phone dings not even a few seconds later, saying he's here.
I take a deep breath to calm my nerves, and walk out of my house. I skip my phone in my back pocket and go over to where I see Spencer fidgeting nervously. "Hi" he looks up, a little startled. I notice him look my outfit up and down before blushing a bit. "H-hi" I smile at him, "ready to go?" "Hm? Oh-oh yeah. Y-yeah I'm re-ready"
We both walk beside each other in a comfortable silence. I feel his hand brush against mine and I blush looking at him in the corner of my eye. I watch him glance down at our hands before he slowly wraps my hand in his. I move my hand a little and intertwine our fingers. I watch him look away blushing, then I move my face out of his view to hide the smile forming on my face.
~time skip~
I grab the muffins that Spencer and I ordered while listening to him spew off facts about a muffin. "...Muffins originally came from England. The term muffin appeared fro the first time in 1851 in a British magazine, the 'London Larbour'. However, that type of muffin was a sweet yeast-based pastry product that is different from the muffin we know today..." I stare at him a little dumb founded, and he pauses his rambling. "W-what?" "I just want to know why you know so much about muffins" I set his muffin in front of him on the table.
"I read a lot" "why are you reading about the history of muffins?" I laugh, he just blushes more and shrugs slightly. "Keep talking, I like listening to you ramble" and so that's what he does. Spewing out random facts he can think about off the top of his head.
~time skip~
I sigh when we get back to my house, not wanting the date to end. I turn to Spencer, keeping my hands in his. "I really enjoyed today" he smiles down at me, "me too" I smile back at him, "same time next week?" He laughs, "is that your way of asking for a second date?" I blush and nod my head. "Same time next week then." One of his hands comes up and grips the side of my face. I lean into his touch.
He pulls my face closer to his and rests his forehead on mine. Spencer gives me a look that I know is him silently asking for my permission. I give him a small nod. He pulls my lips to his in a slow and sweet kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck and close my eyes. His other hand softly grips my waist. I run my fingers through his hair and he shivers because of my cold hands. He pulls me so my body is pressed against his and I gasp, not expecting it. I pull away needing air, he smiles at me and rubs my side. "Wanna come inside?"
