Adopted daughter of Aaron Hotchner joins the BAU. Harper Vincent, naturally reserved with her head always in her sketchbook. Spencer Reid, naturally shy with his head always in a book. Some would say it's fate, others would say it's a curse.
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𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗽𝗲𝗿 "What are you talking about Harper?" My dad sighs in frustration as he puts his briefcase on his desk.
"Are you or are you not in a relationship?" I pressure the answer out of him. "It's not like that" he rubs a hand over his face.
"Then what is it, dad?" "It's just- I like her, Harper." My dad sighs out. "Is she like her?" I ask. "No." He replies quickly. "How do you know?" Tears brim my eyes.
"I just do." He holds his stare causing me to scoff. "I can't do this right now" I wave as I walk down the stairs to the bullpen. The entire team was staring at me as I walk briskly out of the building.
"Harper" Spencer rushes behind me. "What" I snap at him causing him to cower away. "I'm sorry" I apologize quickly.
"It's fine I just- do you want to stay at my place? I saw you were upset with Hotch" he explains nervously. "I would really appreciate that Spence" I sigh gratefully.
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I sigh as the familiar scent of coffee and old books fills my nose. "Sorry It's a little messy" he chuckles nervously. "Oh I don't mind, my room is worse" I smile as I run my hands over the spines of old books.
"Do you want something to drink?" He offers. "A water sounds good, thank you" I smile. He fills up a glass before handing it to me.
I take a long sip before turning to look at the tv. I crouch down to look at the DVDs he owns. "You have all of the Harry Potter movies!" I squeal in excitement.
"That I do" he chuckles. "Can we please watch them?" I beg softly. "Whatever you want" he replies. I let out another squeal as I insert the disk.
I plop down onto the couch dramatically as Spencer makes a bag of popcorn. "Do you have any M&M's?" I asked walking into the kitchen. "I believe so" he turns around to look through the cabinets.
"Here they are" he smiles handing the box of candies to me. I smile before running back to my spot on the couch.
Spencer walks over with the bowl of popcorn in his hands. I pat the spot next to me to signal him to sit. He smiles as I pour the box of candies into the bowl of popcorn.
"This is the best combination known to man" I smile as I pop a handful into my mouth. He reluctantly eats a handful, a smile breaking out on his face as he tastes it.
We continue through the first movie, me spouting out facts in a very Spencer Reid fashion. He however explains how scientifically inaccurate the series is.
"Spencer that's not the point" I groan. "But the brooms can't do that!" He argues once more. "It's magic!" I respond.
"But magic doesn't really work like that" he rambles on about the history of modern magic. "Spence just enjoy the movie" I groan, laying my head in his lap gently.
My hair falls into my eyes. Spencer gently brushes the strands of hair away from my face causing me to smile. I turn my body so that I can face the tv.
The feeling of Spencer's hand in my hair slowly pulls me into a peaceful sleep-like state. "That feels nice" I smile. "Does it?" He teases.
"Don't stop" I whine as he attempts to stop his actions. "Fine" he chuckles continuing his actions. "Do you wanna talk?" His voice is low.
"I just don't want to lose my dad" I sigh sadly. "You won't" he assures me. "I also just don't want whoever this mystery woman is to dislike me the way Haley did."
"Harper, I can't tell you why Haley didn't like you, what I can tell you is anyone that doesn't like you is out of their mind" he smiles down at me.
"You are quite the charmer Spencer Reid"
࿏ Hehe, they cute or whateva. I'm loving this story, wbu? Word Count: 681
