Subtle <Spencer x reader>

Subtle <Spencer x reader>

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*This is most likely going to be bad, but bear with me please* also, free photos of him included so it isn't a complete waste of time. Spencer and Y/n had been friends since highschool. She was the only person who was ever really there for him. So, after years without any type of contact with her, she starts working with him. As they slowly realize the tension between them, their relationship becomes a little less subtle and a hot topic in the workplace. After only working there for a few months, Y/n finds herself kidnapped. The team tried everything to figure out who this was, but nothing came up. It's up to Reid to figure it out. Read the story to find out what happens next.
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Aaron Hotchner x OC "Dani. Are you hurt?" Emily asked. Hotch let go of you and his eyes roamed up and down your body. "No, no, I'm fine. It's the victim's blood. Half of him was propped up in the closet and he fell on me. The other half was down stairs. It's not consistent with the profile he wasn't posed like the others. This was for me. He wanted me to find him." You said to Emily. She nodded but looked at Hotch. "I think that you are right, Dani. Let's head back and the forensics team can handle this." He said, opening the door. You followed out to the SUV and got in the front seat. Emily stayed at the scene as other police cars pulled up. You shut the door and looked out the windshield. Hotch got in the seat and turned on the ignition. He started to drive and went right past the precinct. "You missed the turn." It wasn't a mistake, you knew that. "Hotch..." "I don't want you to go back there." He admitted. "Why? He's surrounded by fifty other people and he can't do anything." You looked down. "You feel threatened. Your hand has been on your gun since we left. You have been checking the mirror every-" "Stop." You cut him off but he kept going. "You haven't cleaned the blood off your face or body but your hands. You think that this is your fault for not seeing it sooner-" "STOP." You yelled. "We made a promise. We don't profile each other. You know that! It's low, so low, and invasive and-and" He pulled over and stopped the car. "Just please..." "What? Please what?" He said. This time holding eye contact. "Please don't do this to me. Not you."

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