Cardigans and Converse // Spencer Reid

Cardigans and Converse // Spencer Reid

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Sunday Finnegan is the definition of chaotically detailed. She is powered by coffee thanks to her addiction of reading smutty books till 3am, cheerfully goofy and optimistic to a fault. She's fresh out of Quantico and already has her first big girl job with the BAU. Of course when your mom was one of the best profilers and your dad turned out to be a serial killer, your automatically recruited. Spencer Reid has never met anyone like Sunny. She was the epitome of enthusiastically energetic. With a serious coffee addiction. Most of all he just likes how she makes him feel like the most important person in the world. She listens to him....really listens. He's never felt truly comfortable with anyone until her.....she made him feel at home in her presences.
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From the office window of the BAU, four seasoned agents found themselves distracted-not by a case, but by the scene unfolding just outside their building. Aaron Hotchner, JJ, Derek Morgan, and David Rossi stood side by side, silently observing as Dr. Spencer Reid-resident genius and awkward sweetheart-stood beneath the mid-morning sun talking to a woman none of them recognized. She was beautiful-striking, confident, with a radiant smile that seemed to pull Spencer in like gravity. Her skin glowed under the light, her laugh melodic, her eyes locked on Spencer like he was the only one in the world. And to their collective shock, Reid wasn't stumbling over his words or nervously adjusting his satchel. He was laughing. Openly. Warmly. He looked... happy. Just then, Penelope Garcia walked up to the pair with her usual burst of energy and color. The woman turned to her with familiarity, and the two embraced in a hug that made it very clear-this wasn't a new connection. This was someone who already belonged. When Garcia disappeared into the building, Spencer and the woman lingered. They shared a look-intimate, soft-and then a kiss. Not shy, not rushed. Just real. Moments later, Reid walked inside carrying a brown paper bag, completely unaware of the stunned expressions and raised eyebrows waiting for him upstairs. Looks like the BAU's boy genius had a secret... and it was very, very sexy

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