Unsub (Spencer ReidxReader)

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Hello Ladies, Gentlemen... and those who have yet to make up their minds. Thanks for reading! I'm new to the criminal minds fandom but I already have a deep obsession with Spencer. Basically all you need to know is that "Y/N" stands for your name, "M/N" stands for your middle name and "L/N" stands for your last name. Enjoy!

"Ms.Reid"

"Mrs.Spencer Reid"

"Y/N Reid."

You whispered the words beneath your breath, making sure no one was around.

"Y/N M/N Reid."

"Promise you'll make me maid of honor?"
You jump in shock of the new voice. As you look up you see Garcia sitting on your desk, smiling at your childish daydreaming haze.

Trusting her to keep your "secret", you let out a sigh of relief. "I-I don't know what your talking about." You stutter, looking at Garcia with innocent eyes.

"Y/N, don't play games with me. I know you have a thing for Spencer." Garcia orders, sternly. You cautiously glance around the office again. "Can you please keep your voice down!?"

"So you do!" Garcia claps her hands as you put a finger to your lips. "No." You deadpan.

"Why don't you just tell him already?"
The question causes you to look at your friend with an unamused face that means she should already know.

"You know I'm bad with relationships." You reason, leaning back in your chair, you cross your arms over your chest.
"You can't keep using that excuse." Garcia stubbornly tells you. Despite being irritated, you know she's right. You've used that excuse plenty of times but it happens to be true.

"You remember what happened in my last relationship." You point out, Garcia leans forward "Do enlighten me."

You roll your eyes, certain that you've told her before, but nonetheless, you tell her again. "The day he told me 'I love you' I freaked out and broke up with him." You look down, still a little ashamed of the memory. Since then you haven't really had a real relationship. You've always decided it's best not to get close to people.

"That's not that bad." Garcia pats your knee for comfort. "It was over text." You explain. She retracts her hand before saying "okay. That's low. Even for you Y/N."

Sighing, you lean even further back in, sinking down with your emotions. "I know." You say through a groan. Suddenly Garcia jumps up, causing you to jump too. Leaning down, she whispers "Speaking of the unsub, here he is now." She chortles, jabbing a finger into your side.
You follow her gaze to the opposite side of the office where Doctor Spencer Reid has just entered.

"Good luck." Before she's out of reach, you stand up and grab Garcia's wrist, pulling her back to you. "What do you mean unsub!? Why'd you call him an unsub?" You whisper yell. "For a profiler, you're quite slow." She comments but once she sees your anxious state, she explains. "He stole."

"He's not a criminal." You answer, just as clueless as before.

"Yes he is." Garcia states. She starts walking away, this time making it out of your reach.

"No he's not!" You call after her, a little too loudly, drawing some stares.

With a toss of her hair, Garcia looks back at you over her shoulder. "He stole your heart." She says with a grin before waltzing back to her office, leaving you red faced and irritated. You turn back to go to you desk but instead you collide with a broad chest.

"I'm so sorry." You Both say in unison.

"Oh hi Spence." You greet only realizing you used a nickname after the words had already escaped. "I mean Spen-Doc-Reid... Spencer." You awkwardly ramble, giving a weird little wave. Spencer doesn't judge -another thing you like about him- as he waves back. "Morning to you too Y/N."

"So how are you?" You ask, regaining your composure. "I'm okay. You?" Spencer replies, licking his lips.

God when he does that-

"Actually now that you're here there's something I've been wanting" You start, ignoring you fantasies and focusing on Garcia's previous encouragement. But you're cut short by Gideon.
"Back to work you two. We've got a fresh case." Gideon walks into the briefing room, holding up a Manila folder for you to see.

"Okay mom!" You call out. Spencer laughs and you can feel Gideon's glare but you know that he's grinning. Pointing towards the briefing room you turn back to Spencer. "I guess we should..."

"I'll walk you?" Spencer suggests and you nod as you both start walking. You take another look at the doctor, realizing his eyes are glued on you, you blush and shift your gaze.

Sherlock Holmes said "Alone is what I have. Alone protects me."
You've always related to that. But with Spencer it felt... different.