Scripted | S.R x Reader

4 | First Day on 'Set'

"I know how to use a remote, Miss L/N."

"Do you?"

Spencer rolled his eyes, frantically clicking again. You stood up, walking over and putting your hand on his to stop him from clicking buttons. Spencer slowly lifted his eyes to meet yours as you took the remote, hitting 2 buttons and fixing the glitching screen.

"Was that so hard?" You asked sweetly.

"I fixed most of it for you."

"Sure, Doc."

"Ooh! You got the screen to work, Reid!" Penelope cheered as she walked inside.

"Well—"

"Yeah, he was just showing me how it works when you guys get cases," you interjected.

Spencer glanced at you, your eyes fixed on the brightly dressed woman. "Mhm."

"That's so cool! Did you show her my bat cave? Can I show her?!" Penelope smiled excitedly.

"Miss L/N isn't really—"

You glanced at her necklace. "Is that Ana Mirabella?"

Penelope paused, pointing to her necklace. "This?"

"Mhm."

"Y-Yeah, why?"

"I like it. I saw something like it at fashion week last year."

Spencer looked between the two women.

"Really?" Penelope asked, smiling slightly.

"It looks nice on you." You stood up, getting your bag. "I have an interview."

"Oh, I can walk you out," Spencer said.

"No." You walked past him. "Pink is your colour, Miss Garcia."

Penelope's smile widened. "Bye!"

You left through the glass doors, leaving Penelope and Spencer.

"I think I kind of like her," Penelope stated.

"She said one nice thing to you, Pen. She's still a jerk."

"I dunno."

"I have to go catch up on work," Spencer exhaled.

You scrolled through the endless comments on your Instagram photo.

Pretty girlllllll😍

🔥🔥🔥

marriage?

SLUT🤢🤢🤮🤮

HOTTTTT🥵🥵🥵

DM me for free money!

why do ppl even like her? she's not that pretty and her actings meh.

Is she gaining weight?

Bonita❤️

🤡🤡🤡

You shut your phone, tossing it to the side, and laying down on the couch. "They're just jealous, everyone's just jealous."

You rolled over, turning on the TV.

"We're joined by the Behavioral Analysis Unit's Dr. Spencer Reid. Dr. Reid, what advice to you have to citizens of Springfield who are fearful about this serial bomber?"

Your eyes widened, the very man you had been talking to less than 15 hours earlier appearing on screen.

"The FBI advises you to stay inside as much as possible and avoid crowded situations. The goal of an unsub like this is to harm as many people as possible in the most efficient way, and that's what crowds do."

"An unsub?"

"Unidentified subject."

"I see. Thank you, Dr. Reid."

"Everything is going to be fine, the FBI is working relentlessly to stop this unsub as soon as possible. Good night."

You pursed your lips. "He's different on TV." You chuckled. "That's original coming from you, Y/N...and I am talking to myself."

Your feet met the cold tile as you walked into your bathroom, switching on the shower.

"Tell me, kid. What was worse? Dealing with a raging sociopath or the unsub today?" Morgan snickered.

"Huh?"

"He's referring to your new actress friend," Emily explained, flicking Spencer's forehead. "But yeah...how was she?"

Spencer shrugged. "Not much different."

"She's so entitled," JJ muttered. "I'm still pissed at how rude she was."

"I don't know," Spencer said. "I've only worked with her for a day."

"Well, you're taking one for the team," Derek joked, ruffling his hair.

"Yeah...for sure." Spencer opened up a newspaper, reading through. He waited for the team to fall asleep before he slowly pulled out one of the tabloids you were on and read through.

Y/N L/N and her battle with being average.

Y/N L/N: Too ugly for Hollywood?

How Y/N L/N doomed her own career.

Spencer shook his head, shoving it into his bag and leaning back to fall asleep.

But yet he couldn't.

A/N: oooooOoooOOOoooOo enemies to loverssssss