Criminal Minds Imagines

forty eight: unsure

"do you really think that it's that bad?" you asked garcia as she chuckled into her coffee cup.

"no," she began. "i just think that he put a lot of the hair gel into his hair today."

you rolled your eyes with a smile, getting up and about to leave the b.a.u when you passed reid. you smiled, giving him a brief kiss on his cheek before leaving to go back to your shared apartment with him.

garcia smiled, sipping her coffee.

"what's up with her?" reid asked garcia as she hummed out a pretended confusion response.

"oh, nothing. she's just gushing over you again," she responded with a smile. "it's cute."

reid sat down at the table next to her, looking down into his mug as garcia glanced back up at him.

"you're thinking about her," she muttered. "i can tell."

reid smiled, excusing himself and leaving to go see you, little to hotch's knowledge.