Summary: Spencer and reader have been together for just two weeks and their relationship is still too new. However, they are still getting used to being lovers and not just friends after so many years.
Warnings: I curse a lot
Word count: 7,9K
A/N: Thank you to everybody who supported me and waited for this update. Guys! honey bunny and chipmunk are back!!
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Spencer's point of view
I sighed and breathed in as (Y/N)'s hair fell on my face when I rolled in bed. I wrapped my arms around her and moved her closer, as she continued sleeping. We had been together for ten days. The best ten days of my life, if you ask me. Catching unsubs wasn't even bothering me. The blood, the gore, I didn't care about that anymore, as long as I could be with my sweet (Y/N) next to me.
Yes, I am cheesy. And I'm not even sorry.
- "Wake up princess, time to go to work."- I whispered softly in her ear as she rolled in bed and hid her face in the crook of my neck.
- "I don't wanna"- (Y/N) whispered and held me close- "I wanna stay here with you"
- "I wanna stay here too, with you. But we got a case."
- "Why can't fucking psychos take a day off?"
- "Been asking myself the same for some time now. Wanna shower with me to save time?"- (Y/N) giggled and looked at me, as I leaned over and pecked her lips.
- "Last time we did that we didn't save time. We actually were late for work and everybody made fun of us."- I chuckle at the memory of that day. Well, it was just last Thursday, and Morgan is still teasing me about it.
- "Fine, you shower and I'll make breakfast."- I sigh defeated, but in a second her arms around my neck make me giggle again- "What are you doing, chipmunk?"
- "I'm giving you your good morning kiss, my sweet prince."- I chuckled and kissed her sweetly, biting carefully her lips as she rubbed them against mine.
- "I am not getting out of bed if you are doing this to me, chipmunk."
- "Come on, honey. We didn't leave this bed for the entire weekend. Time to work"
- "That's not true... we spent some fun time on the couch too, and on the kitchen counter... and in the bathtub"
- "Spencer Walter Reid, you are acting like a horny teenager!"- (Y/N) laughed and looked at me as I blushed, but kept smiling and caressing her cheeks as I stared at her.
- "I might be... but I just wanna spend every second I have with you, now that I have you"
- "You are gonna have me forever, honey bunny,"- I kept my eyes in hers and tried to take it all in. Her sweet smile, the loving look in her eyes, her scent. Everything drove me mad about her in the most sensual and yet adorable way. I didn't want to get out of bed, but I knew we had to. Most of all I knew we had to keep our behavior at our best. We had promised Hotch we were going to keep it professional. So far we had managed, though believe me, it had been a challenge.
I had never had a girlfriend before. I didn't know what it was like to have someone who loved me back. Yes, it was still odd for me to face my feelings so openly in front of (Y/N). And it was still weird to hold her hand and hear her saying she loved me. But I wouldn't change it for the world. I wanted to give her everything I could. All my love, all my kisses, all of me, if she had me.
It is hard for me to explain exactly how it felt. I was so happy my entire soul was about to burst out of my body each time I held (Y/N)'s hand and kissed her lips. And at the same time, I was freaking out 'cos I knew I could ruin it. I usually ruin the few good things that happen to me. I could speak too much and think too much. I overanalyze everything.
- "Ok hon, it's your turn to drive today"- (Y/N) announced as she grabbed her bag and her coffee to go.
- "Do I have to?"- I pouted and frowned immediately- "You know I'm not a big fan of cars."
- "You were the one who said that didn't want Morgan to make fun of your driving anymore."
- "I know, I know. I just get nervous"- (Y/N) gave me my satchel and smiled widely.
- "If you drive us to work today, I will give you a reward tonight."- my eyes open wide at those words. She knows the effect she has on me, 'cos she is giggling. Is it too obvious that my pants are feeling tight right away?
- "Oh my god! Spencer Walter Reid! you are such a horny boyfriend!"- (Y/N) shouted, laughing as she opened the front door.
- "But I didn't say anything!"
- "You didn't have to! I know you!"
- "Please don't profile me, chipmunk! we promised we would never do that to each other"
- "I am not profiling you, hon. You have a boner."- she chuckled as I moved my satchel to cover myself as we walked out of her apartment.
- "I... this... what I'm..."
- "Come on, honey bunny. Don't get all shy now. You know I love it when your pants are feeling too tight."- she wanted to kill me, I knew it. And honestly, dead by her kisses sounded like heaven to me.
(Y/N)'s point of view
There are no words that could ever explain how I felt walking into the BAU holding Spencer Walter Reid's hand. My whole body trembled with happiness and a deep sensation of peace. His finger intertwined with mine, and the sweet smile on his face as he opened the door for me was all I needed to start the day.
Well, Spencer's kisses earlier that morning had been, in fact, all I needed to be happy. But we couldn't share those kinds of moments at work, Hotch had warned us already.
- "You know I am very happy for you, but I need you to keep your relationship at work strictly professional."
And of course, we had agreed with our Unit Chief.
- "Did I drive alright?"- Spencer asked me, and I nodded. I wanted to lean in and kiss him, tell him he had won a reward that night. But I couldn't. Holding hands was all we could do at work, and that was already pushing things a little. So I walked to my desk and sighed, staring at the pile of paperwork I had to do.
- "Good morning, lovebirds"- Penelope walked into the bullpen holding a bunch of file cases- "I'm sorry to bring the news, but we have a case."
- "I guess I'll just keep piling up paperwork on my desk, then"- I sighed and held my coffee. Spencer did the same and cut me another shy smile.
- "You two are so sweet!! I can't deal with all the love in this room!!"- Garcia nearly squealed- "Please, tell me you are getting married and having a million babies as soon as possible."
- "And you told me I wasn't the one supposed to scare them"- Morgan chuckled, overhearing Garcia's excitement as he walked from the kitchenette toward our desks.
- "I am not scaring them! I'm just telling them what everybody wants!"- Penelope defended herself and pouted- "Besides, picture their babies! they are going to be so cute and smart!"
I looked at how Spencer's cheeks turned red, but his eyes sparkled with joy. Clearly, he wanted to have babies. I hadn't thought of it yet; we had been dating for a couple of days, literally. But I was in that relationship for the long run and there was no one else I would rather have babies with than Spencer.
- "Come on! I don't want Hotch to get mad at us,"- I said and started walking to the conference room, knowing Spencer was following close behind.
So far, our BAU family, plus Frank, Mikey, and Lu were the only ones who knew about our relationship. Honestly, we hadn't had time to tell anyone else. Spencer told me we could make a short trip to Vegas in a few weeks to tell his mother, and I thought it was the sweetest idea. I loved Diana, and I knew she was going to be happy with the news.
However, the idea of telling my family made me feel a little uneasy. I knew they loved Spencer as much as I did. I just didn't want to hear mom's comment about how our job was too dangerous, stressful, and demanding. Besides, I knew Phoenix was going to start acting all protective, like an older brother. And I didn't want to go through all that. And who knew what my dad was going to say or do? Jesus! I kept praying he wouldn't act all possessive and threaten Spencer with a gun as he did with my first boyfriend. So, telling them wasn't in my plans at the moment.
It was a good thing we had a new case, which gave us little time not to think of any family issues. Spencer moved the chair for me, and I cut him a smile as I sat down. Hotch looked at us, and I could feel the pride coming from his eyes. You could tell he was happy for us.
- "Where's Prentiss?"- Morgan asked, looking around trying to spot her in the bullpen.
- "I don't know."- I shrugged and opened the file case in front of me- "Maybe she overslept."
- "Her car wasn't here when we rode in this morning."- Spencer added, and I bit my lip, thinking of the make-out session we had in the parking lot when we got to work, just to help us through the day not touching.
- "I'm gonna give her a call, get her eta."- Pen said and walked to the door the second Emily showed up, looking rather exhausted.
- "Hey."
- "Somebody had a long night?"- Derek was trying to be fun and playful, but it backfired quickly.
- "Somebody wants to mind their own business?"- clearly Prentiss wasn't in the mood for jokes. Spencer looked at me, frowning and I shrugged. Things I've learned working at the BAU: you never upset Prentiss when she is crossed.
- "Garcia."- Hotch's voice forced me to sit straight on my chair, even when he wasn't even talking to me. I guess I was very self-conscious of every movement I made.
- "Oh. Spin the wheel and it is sunny Los Angeles, people."- Pen turned on the screen and started going through the pictures.
- "Two times in one year, huh?"- I was about to argue with Morgan's comment when Rossi asked:
- "Remind me again why it's called the City of Angels."- and of course, my boyfriend had an answer to that question.
- "It was originally called the town of our lady the queen of the angels."- and everybody turned to look at Spencer- "That was a rhetorical question, wasn't it?"
- "Maybe, but can you tell me more about that later?"- I whispered and squeezed his hands underneath the table. He smiled and blushed as Rossi shook his head and chuckled.
- "You make my teeth hurt."
- "This is a weird one."- Garcia's voice took me from my staring competition with Spence.
- "As opposed to?"- Morgan questioned as Prentiss kept pouring herself a cup of black coffee. I looked at her for a second, she looked nervous and tired. Did something happen to her? She had been acting a little off, but I thought she might be dating someone. Maybe the Scottish guy she kept talking with.
But it wasn't time to sniff around my friend's life. It was time to work and I had to make an effort to focus.
My cell phone rang as I grabbed my go bag from my desk and headed to the elevator. Spencer was waiting for me to go to the jet.
- "Hey dad!"- and that was a call I didn't want to answer.
- "Hey peanut! how are you doing? Where are you today?"
- "Just leaving town. We are on our way to Los Angeles."
- "Again? what's wrong with that city?"- I chuckled and held Spencer's hand as we got into the elevator.
- "I don't know, but clearly, sunny weather ain't no certainty of security. How are you?"
- "I'm well, just calling to catch up with my favorite daughter."
- "You know I'm the only one you have, right?"- I joked and my boyfriend chuckled, overhearing my conversation with my father.
- "So, when are we meeting for lunch?"
- "How about dinner when we come back from the case?"
- "We? Are you bringing Spencer?"- oh shit...
- "Yeah, is that ok?"
- "Of course! I love that kid. There are still a few scrapbooks I haven't shown him."- his excitement made me chuckle.
- "He is going to be so thrilled."- and I wasn't even being sarcastic.
- "Then it's a date. Call me when you get home and please be safe."
- "You too dad. I love you."
- "I love you more, peanuts."- I hung up and turned to Spencer, who kept playing with my fingers the entire time.
- "Do I have to ask your dad for permission to date you?"- his voice was a soft whisper, I don't know if he was afraid of my answer or paranoid about getting caught talking about our relationship.
- "Are you scared of what he might answer if you ask?"- I whispered, leaning closer to him. Spencer smiled, kind of awkward, and cleared his throat. But before he could answer, the elevator's door opened and we were forced to walk, rather quickly, to the jet.
Spencer's point of view
(Y/N) frowned as she stared at the corpse's pictures in the case file she held. We were in the jet on our way to Los Angeles, and she kept the satin scarf around her neck, covering the hickey I left on her skin the night before. I remembered second by second the moment I marked her as mine. I remembered clearly how her body felt under mine. She trembled as my lips traveled slowly from her mouth to her neck, enjoying the taste of every inch of her skin. The sound of her moans and sighs kept guiding me and encouraging me to go on.
- "Reid?"- Morgan raised an eyebrow and kept staring at me with a silly grin.
- "What?"- I widened my eyes as I waited for his words.
- "I asked you if, considering we are going to Los Angeles.... You might give Lila Archer a call."- there was a silence in that plane, too awkward to even describe it. (Y/N) raised her eyes at Morgan and if looks could kill, my friend would be buried already.
- "No. Why would you even suggest that?"- I shook my head as Derek simply shrugged.
- "I think, Spencer, that our dear friend here just wants to find all the ways to make you feel uncomfortable around me at work, 'cos he can be a jerk sometimes"- my girlfriend said and sighed- "I would say it's disappointing, but it's actually what I expected from him."
I just kept my eyes on her, as Morgan just chuckled and turned to Hotch. I kept my eyes on (Y/N), she was still looking at the case file and clearly, something was bothering her, so I made my way to the kitchenette and started making a cup of tea for her and one for me as well. My mind kept going back to the images of (Y/N) naked under me on my bed, so I started rambling facts about the case, in a desperate attempt to focus on work, and avoid getting a hard on in front of the team.
- "Methanol is compositionally speaking the simplest of the alcohols. It's actually ubiquitous in the environment. There are small traces of its vapor in the atmosphere, but atmospheric methanol is easily oxidized by sunlight."
I didn't even breathe.
- "Is it toxic?"- Prentiss asked right away.
- "Ingesting 10 milliliters of it will cause permanent blindness, and as little as 30 is potentially fatal."- I kept giving facts and picked two bags of earl grey tea.
- "These victims had between five and six ounces in their lungs."- Morgan seemed confused by my words, but I just continued talking and poured hot water into two cups.
- "You know, if they were immersed in it, they would have died even without ingesting or inhaling it. When absorbed through the skin, it depresses the central nervous system to an unsustainable degree."
- "Well, what's it used for?"- Morgan kept his eyes on me as I walked to (Y/N) and gave her a cup of freshly made tea, and sat next to her, as she whispered a sweet thank you. I couldn't help but picture her naked again, so I started spitting facts one more time.
- "What isn't it used for? A solvent, an antifreeze. In World war II the Germans used it for rocket fuel. It's used in wine-making. Its most commonplace use, however, is in the creation of other chemicals. Methanol can become plastic, plywood, paint, explosives, and permanent press textiles. It's essentially the chemical used to separate other chemicals from each other."
- "Breath, honey."- (Y/N) smiled at me and landed her hand on my knee, making me realize I was rambling too fast.
- "Can it be bought? Is it tracked?"- I heard Prentiss' question but didn't answer it by decision. Instead, I focused on the warm feeling (Y/N)'s touch gave me. It was soothing and relaxing. Just knowing she was there made me feel better about basically everything.
- "California's got some of the strictest environmental laws in the country. I'm sure it's regulated."- Hotch analyzed, and Rossi continued talking.
- "Yeah, but methanol is also used in making biofuels, which quite a few people have been doing at home. I'd imagine the sale of it is fairly commonplace."
- "But he needs enough in which to immerse a body."- Hotch replied, and though I wanted to add a thought, I didn't. I held (Y/N)'s hand instead and intertwined my fingers with hers.
- "All the victims were nude, but there's no evidence of sexual assault on any of them."- Morgan added, and Prentiss continued talking.
- "And the skin was removed from the bottom of the foot. Unless we're talking about a foot fetishist, you actually can't get further away from sexual areas."- (Y/N) let my hand go suddenly and tapped on my leg sweetly. It was my cue.
- "Yeah. Impotent sadists like Robert Napper typically take their frustration out on their victims. You'd think there'd be a lot more kill."
- "And what he's doing is very specific, very focused. It's not just about sex or power."- my girlfriend added, and I nodded at his words.
- "What about the skin patches? Is this a trophy of some sort?- Rossi questioned, staring right at me.
- "I have no idea. Skin, independent of any other substance, would wither and die rather quickly."
- " Well, that might be the thing that's forcing our unsub back out on the hunt."
- "Considering the wide divergence of abduction and dumpsites, this guy could be anywhere. L. A. is over 500 square miles."
- "Uh, 498.3"- I corrected and Morgan shook his head, annoyed.
- "And the fact that no one has seen him either abduct or dispose says he knows the city and its patterns well. Day and night, it's all the same."- Rossi looked at (Y/N) and waited for any word coming from her. She had been very quiet since we got on the plane. But instead, Hotch spoke.
- "Reid, you and (Y/N) start working on how he is getting so much methanol, plus a geographical profile. We need to narrow down his hunting area."- we both nodded and re-opened the file again. I was excited to know I was paired with her. Hotch trusted me, and that felt good. I didn't want to let him down.
(Y/N)'s point of view
I hated Hotch. He kept pairing me with Spencer, and I felt like I was never going to do my work in peace again, 'cos I kept thinking about humping that hot boyfriend I had every minute of every hour we were together. It was already hard enough leaving the house every day on time for work, and keeping my hands off him for over 9 hours every day.
Honestly, I don't wanna sound like a horny teenager, but I had held myself back for years. Years! I didn't want to anymore. I didn't feel like I could. So when I saw Spencer walking toward me in those tight gray pants and that white shirt, I knew my day was gonna be hell.
- "Ready chipmunk?"- he whispered and I nodded- "Ok, let's get to work."
The last thing I wanted to do with Spencer was work. Every hour was torture. I couldn't even kiss him in that police station. And no, I didn't try to sneak him into the bathroom with me or anything like it, though I thought about it more than once. I had to make sure to keep it professional.
At least until that night.
I knew what I was doing was wrong. I knew it was childish, and most of all, it was just what Hotch had asked us not to do the minute we told them we were together. But none of that actually mattered, 'cos there I was, sneaking into Spencer's room in the middle of the night.
He opened the door and smiled at me, wrapping his arms around me before I could close the door behind my back.
- "Wait, Batsy, someone might see us,"- I whispered and turned around, but his arms locked me against his chest, and his lips moved quickly all over my skin.
- "I missed you so much,"- Spencer whispered and pushed me against the door, closing it.
- "We were together the whole day"- I chuckled and sighed, enjoying the nice welcome.
- "But being professional and not kissing you all day is horrible. It's torture!"
I stared at him, unbuttoning my shirt, and bit my lips. Spencer Walter Reid was my boyfriend, and I couldn't be happier to enjoy his love.
- "I missed kissing you too,"- I murmured, running my fingers through his hair as his lips made their way to my neck, sucking carefully my skin, making me moan in a second.
- "I swear, we are catching this guy tomorrow, so we can go back home and be together"- I chuckled at the desperation in his words, but I couldn't even answer, 'cos someone knocked at the door, and the two of us froze, wide opening our eyes, feeling caught.
- "I'm busy"- that was all Spencer managed to say.
- "Open up, kid. We need to talk."- Derek commanded from the hall. I quickly buttoned my shirt as Spencer looked at me, almost like a lost puppy, and fixed his clothes too.
- "Sorry,"- I whispered, and gave him a short smile. Defeated, my boyfriend opened the door, and I waved at Morgan, who widened his eyes as soon as he saw me there.
- "Shit, kids. I'm sorry. I didn't think you would be here."
- "It's ok. We were just catching up on a few things. I have to go back to my room anyway. It's late already. I'll leave you two to talk."- I kissed Spencer's lips, feeling Morgan's eyes on us the whole time.
- "Good night, chipmunk,"- my boyfriend whispered and caressed my face sweetly.
- "Bye, Morgan"
- "Sleep tight, pretty girl."
I closed the door behind my back, and Morgan nearly yelled right away.
- "My man!!"
I could only imagine Spencer's cheeks as he heard our friend's teasing. We knew Morgan would give him a hard time when we told them we had started dating.
- "You owe me"- I read the incoming text from my boyfriend and chuckled as I laid back in bed.
- "No, you owe me a thousand kisses"- I texted back and closed my eyes, waiting eagerly for his reply.
- "Deal. But I get to choose where I kiss you"- how on earth did I wait for so long to tell him I loved him?
There was one downside of dating Spencer, though. My boyfriend was very insecure. He was jealous and scared someone was going to show up and steal me away from him. He couldn't see he was the sun of my days, and that I would never change him for anyone else. Like that could ever happen. I had been in love with Spencer Walter Reid since day one, and though we had only been together for two weeks, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. No questions asked. If he asked me to marry him that night, I would have accepted in a second, and actually, drag him to the nearest church.
The following morning, when we reached the police station, Spencer took a look around the room and scanned the bunch of police officials that greeted the team. There was nothing out of the ordinary, so I smiled at him and continued walking to our office, where we started working right away. Morgan called García and asked for information about the taxi companies that worked in the area of the latest abductions, and for a moment, I enjoyed overhearing their random conversation. Until...
- "SSA (Y/L/N)"- one of the police officials knocked on the door and half opened it. We all stopped and turned to see him, but he just smiled and walked in.- "Good morning, I just wanted to bring you something to eat with your coffee"- and just like that, he gave me a donut. I didn't know how to act, or what to say. I never saw that coming, honestly. So I just cut him a very polite smile and watched him walk out of the room.
The way all of my teammates looked at me was embarrassing, to say the least. But the look in Spencer's eyes was pure jealousy.
- "Someone has been breaking hearts at the station while we've been breaking our backs trying to catch a serial killer."- Morgan joked as I shook my head right away.
- "I have no idea what this is all about"- and I wasn't lying.
- "You are cute, (Y/N)."- Prentiss smiled at me and grabbed the donut- "And if you are not gonna eat it, I will gladly help."
- "Thanks"- I mumbled as she continued talking.
- "We can go out for drinks when we get home. Maybe you can get us a few rounds for free."- Spencer stood up and faced the blackboard with leads in one corner of the room. Of course, he was mad. No questions asked. And of course, the team had to make it worse.
- "I'm actually surprised this hadn't happened before. Bad luck for this official, Spencer already made his move."- and Morgan chuckled at his own joke.
- "Let's focus on work now."- Hotch basically commanded, his expression serious as I nodded and took a look at the room. Prentiss kept reading files as she ate the donut, Morgan did the same, trying to steal part of the pastry. Spencer didn't turn and kept his back to us, pretending to be focused on the board. But I knew he was just jealous.
- "What about a gypsy cab?"- Rossi pointed out after a short silence- "They roam around in unregistered vehicles with fake insignias that look legit."
- "There are 2,300 registered cabs in the city and at least as many unregistered."- detective Bailey added, as Hotch kept walking around the room looking even more serious.
- "And no one pays any attention when they get into a cab."- Rossi sentenced.
- "If he's unregistered, he's not gonna sit outside taxi stands and wait to pick up fares in the traditional way."- I added and kept my eyes on the map behind Spencer, trying to see if there were any official taxi stands there. But mostly 'cos I wanted to see if Spencer turned to look at me. But he didn't.
- "Which makes him either harder to find. This guy could be anywhere."
- "Detective, can you gather everyone? We'd like to give the profile."- Hotch interrupted Morgan and we all stood up to get ready. Detective Bailey walked out of the room, along with Rossi, Prentiss, and Morgan. But I stayed behind with Hotch, waiting for Spencer.
- "What is it, Reid?"- our Unit Chief asked, and I prayed we just talked about our professional issues.
- "When I was in school, we used to use methanol to separate chemicals from each other. Whatever we did, we'd clip a sample of the source material to label and keep next to the output."- my boyfriend explained, frowning.
- "What kind of samples?"- I asked him, already knowing the answer.
- "Square samples 2 inches by 2 inches."- right like our unsub.- "I think this guy's a scientist and he's experimenting."
- "What kind of samples could he be getting from each girl?"- I asked but neither of them answered - "It sounds like that book, "Perfume." Do you think he is trying to capture an essence?"- I asked, honestly wondering if this case was related to the book. But neither of them could give me an answer.
- "Let's deliver the profile"- Hotch walked to the door and I held Spencer's hand, stopping him from walking away.
- "We'll be there in a second"- I cut Hotch a short smile and pulled Spencer's arm closer to me, as he tried to walk towards the door.
- "Two minutes"- I nodded at Hotch's words before he closed the door behind his back.
- "Don't be mad at me."- I whispered right away, and the word left my lips more like a plea than as a command.
- "I am not mad at you, chipmunk."- Spencer mumbled and looked at his feet. He was nearly pouting, and I couldn't help but feel it made him look adorable. He was too cute for his own good. And mine. How could I control myself around him if he looked like that?
- "Then why are you acting like this, honey?"
- "I just... how should I act when some random cop just stops a meeting to flirt with you? And I know I can not tell them you are mine!"
- "I don't care if a cop gives me a donut! I don't even like donuts! I just want you. I love you!"
- "And I love you too"- Spencer whispered as I moved closer and wrapped my arms around him, feeling the warmth of his body invading mine, making me feel loved, protected, and... automatically aroused.
- "You are the one who is gonna take me home as soon as we catch this killer. Don't forget that."- I added and looked at how his cheeks turned red in less than a second.
- "I know... I just... it's hard to forget you are way out of my league. I still don't know who I got lucky enough to call you mine."- and that just hurt.
- "What? Who says that?"
- "Everyone who knows we are dating"
- "Honey Bunny, I am not out of your league. You are hot, smart, and funny! and most importantly, I love you!"- I stood on the tip of my toes and grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer to plant a kiss on his lips. It was fast and sweet, and it left me wanting more immediately.
Spencer stared at me, dumbfounded for a second. And that's when Hotch opened the door and stared at us.
- "We are waiting."
Spencer's point of view
The team was out, (Y/N) and I were alone at the station - alone in the middle of all those officials- trying to narrow the geographic profile. And you know what? Despite my initial thoughts of Hotch longing to torture us, I was actually enjoying my time alone with my girlfriend. I knew I would never be able to work if we were apart. I could never live with myself if anything ever happens to her while we are together.
- "This is impossible"- (Y/N) mumbled, staring at the blackboard- "This unsub is all over the city, dumping bodies like a pizza delivery guy"- my phone rang that second, it was Prentiss.
- "Could it be smell?"
- "What?"- that came out of nowhere. Well, not exactly, (Y/N) had said it earlier, but we had nothing to link it with yet.
- "Could smell be what's attracting him to his victim?"
- "Distillation extraction."- I whispered and turned to my girlfriend.
- "I told you it was like Perfume"- she shook her head as I went through the plot of that book in my mind, again.
- "Well, I hope you know what you just said, 'cause you lost me."- Prentiss said at the other side of the line, and I proceeded to briefly explain the facts.
- "Methanol can be used to create scents or aromas. If you soak something in it for hours, it draws out the essential oils. Emily, let me call you right back, ok?"
- "I'm gonna call Hotch"- (Y/N) said as I hung up my phone.
- "And I'm gonna call García. We have to narrow down all the equipment needed to distill an essence."
- "And I thought homemade scented candles could be a nice hobby"- (Y/N) joked as I dialed.
- "Hello loverboy, what can I do for you today?"
- "Hey García, I need you to help me track and address where a specific kind of equipment has been delivered."
- "Do you have a list?"
- "No, but I can dictate it very fast"
- "Tell her I can fax it"- (Y/N) interrupted me and Garcia chuckled.
- "That is the best girlfriend ever, right there. She deserves a donut."- of course, Morgan had told her already about what had happened that morning. It felt like nothing could ever be private working in the BAU. I bit my lip, as I meant to tell her (Y/N) doesn't like donuts, but instead I heard Garcia say goodbye.
- "Hotch is on his way with Rossi"- (Y/N) announced, sitting by my side to start writing down all the equipment for a distillation extraction home lab, while I stared at her for a minute.
- "What?"- she whispered- "Am I forgetting anything?"
- "Receiver flasks"- I read the list quickly and my eyes moved back to her lips as she smiled. I had to close my eyes for a second and list prime numbers to control myself.
- "So, I was thinking, they are showing the original "Solaris" tonight back home. If we get there on time, do you wanna watch it with me?"- my girlfriend asked and for a moment, all I could do was stare at her in silence.
- "Marry me"- I whispered and her sweet laughter filled the room. I knew my cheeks were burning red 'cause I meant it. I wanted to marry her, right there, on the spot. I knew it since the day I met her, and now that she was mine, it was impossible to hold my feelings back.
- "Just 'cos I wanna watch the best sci-fi movie meditation of all time with you?"- she continued giggling as her lips touched mine for a second.
- "Well... yeah..."- that was all I could answer and I just stared at her, probably looking like a dork. She loved calling me a dork, and I just wanted to be her dork.
- "So, if we make it on time, can we invite Prentiss?"- (Y/N) whispered and looked around, though we were alone, and we had been for at least an hour.
- "Why? I thought you meant going out as a date"- I looked down at my hands, fidging on a piece of paper, as she kept her eyes on me. I could feel her smiling.
- "We can have a date after... maybe a sleepover. But I feel like Emily needs a little fun. She seems kinda distant and worried. I don't know why. Maybe she misses JJ."
- "We could invite her too"
- "I don't think JJ would enjoy Solaris as much as we do."
- "Right, she doesn't speak Russian"- (Y/N) chuckled and held my hand.
- "Neither do I."
- "Yeah, but you know I'm gonna whisper the translation in your ear the entire movie."- I answered and moved closer to her, landing a hand on her waist.
- "Aren't you getting bold, Dr. Reid?"- (Y/N) whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck.
- "I'm getting..."- but before I could finish talking, Rossi and Hotch stormed into the room.
- "Oh come on! hang a tie on the doorknob next time! I don't wanna see that!"- David argued as (Y/N) moved away from me.
- "Sorry, sorry! I'm gonna fax this to Garcia."- and just like that, she left the room.
But though it was a very good plan, we didn't get to watch Solaris that night. And it wasn't because Prentiss turned us down ('cos of course, she did), it was because (Y/N) remembered she had made plans already, and she couldn't cancel.
- "Chipmunk, are you sure this is a good idea?"- I turned to her before we exited her car, trying my best (and failing) not to show how nervous I was. And I would have been embarrassed, but she was worse than I was. My girlfriend was actually pale, scared to tell her father we were dating.
- "I am positive I have no idea."- she mumbled and sighed- "But if we hide it, it's gonna be way worse."
- "Yes, that's true. But if we tell him, we are gonna have to tell your mom, and your brother."
- "And then we are gonna have to move"- she added, giggling. And those giggles made me chuckle, as I held her hand and kissed it.
- "With you? I would go anywhere"
- "Dad is a cop, remember that. He knows how to track people."
- "Witness protection program, chipmunk. We can make it"- and her giggles turned into laughter that made my heart flutter- "Come on, the quicker we do this, the quicker we are back home, and you promised me a sleepover"- I opened my door and ran out to open hers and help her out of the car.
- "Peanut!"- Chief (Y/L/N) stood up and opened his arms to hug his daughter. And just then I remembered how much he intimidated me. He was sitting all alone, drinking a scotch, waiting for us. And somehow that made me feel like a kid. A weak kid who was about to tell the scariest man alive that he was sleeping with his daughter.
- "Hey daddy! I missed you so much!"
- "How is my little princess doing? Did you catch the bad guy? Hi Spencer!"- and suddenly, I froze. All I could do was wave, but chief (Y/L/N) grabbed my hand and shook it.
- "Sorry we are late, we just got home after the case"- (Y/N) excused us as we sat at the table. I quickly grabbed a menu, basically to do something, as my girlfriend leaned over to her dad and rested her head on his shoulder. Yup, I watched her cuddle with her dad right in front of me and somehow it made me feel jealous. Is that bad? 'cos I felt bad about it. I also felt weird to hear her calling him "daddy." But I refused to think further about that at that minute 'cos I felt like a perv. And mostly 'cos I felt I was developing a weird kink I didn't know if (Y/N) was going to like.
- "Don't worry about it. I'm glad you are here, kids. Were you on the field?"
- "No, Hotch kept us at the police station the entire time we were in Los Angeles, which was great actually, 'cos I didn't want to deal with the heat. Is this for me?"- (Y/N) grabbed a glass and sipped it- "Gin Tonic!"
- "You deserve it, peanut. You had a long few days. I also asked for a Sprite for Spencer, 'cos you told me he is cutting caffeine at night"- I looked at my girlfriend and she sincerely blushed, embarrassed. So she talked to her dad about me. I already knew she loved me, but that silly confirmation made me feel so cared for.
- "So, tell me, kids. What's new?"- we both opened our mouths but no word came out. It was too fast to just drop the news, right? Or at least that's how it felt.
- "Not much"- my girlfriend answered quickly and cut her father a big grin- "How about you?"
- "Since the last time we met, not much either. Oh, your brother has a new girlfriend. Did you know?"- (Y/N) shook her head and turned to me, I just sipped my Sprite and hid behind my menu. It felt like it was going to be a long awkward night.
- "He has been dating for over six months, I am actually proud of him. Maybe not telling us made his relationship work, finally"- Chief (Y/L/N) joked as the waitress came over to take our order. That forced us to pause our conversation and focus on food for a minute. But as soon as the waitress was gone, the topic came back.
- "So you think keeping a relationship a secret from family can be a good idea?"- (Y/N) asked, biting her lip.
- "No, but I think whatever helps your brother keep a girl longer than a weekend is good enough for me."- I nodded and smiled, awkwardly at chief (Y/L/N)- "How about you, Dr. Reid? What's new?"
- "We are visiting my mother by the end of the month."- that was the first thing that came to my mind and I regretted it as soon as the words left my mouth.
- "Sounds like a good plan. Where do you stay when you go to Vegas?"- and suddenly I felt like I had to explain to chief (Y/L/N) I was actually sleeping with his daughter.
- "We alternate between a Holiday inn near the institute and a Marriott closer to the city, where Spencer can't get into any casino 'cos he was banned at eighteen."
- "Why do you always bring the banned from the casino thing?"- I argued embarrassed as (Y/N) and her dad chuckled.
- "'Cos it's fun to see you get all embarrassed out of something that is actually quite funny."- my girlfriend sipped her gin tonic and looked at me in a way that I still wasn't used to. She looked at me like she wanted to get me naked. And that made my pants tight in less than a second. I hadn't made love to her in two days and it was turning into agony.
- "Actually dad, there is one thing Spencer and I wanted to tell you about."- but her words took me from my thoughts and slammed me back to reality.
- "Sounds serious. Everything ok?"- (Y/N) turned to me and immediately, her father followed her. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I felt worse than during my first interrogation with an unsub. I felt like I was thirteen again, in my first college class.
- "Ok... so, what (Y/N) wanted to tell you is that, contrary to what most people thought, we were able to take the next step. And though it was hard, and though it really took us way too much time to do it and admit it, the truth is..."
- "Are you trying to tell me that you two are finally dating?"- (Y/N)'s dad wide opened his eyes and stared at me as if I had just confirmed we found the cure for cancer. I just nodded and felt her hand in mine, intertwining our fingers.
- "Are you fucking kidding me?"- chief (Y/L/N) stood up and automatically I caught a glimpse of his gun on his belt. Great. I was going to die.
- "Dad, I know this might be a little bit of a shock, but I love Spencer and we finally decided to..."
- "A little bit of a shock?! Peanut, it took you forever!"- and right after that, (Y/N)'s father wrapped me in a tight hug that forced me to stand up.- "Well son! you are officially part of this family now!"
- "Dad, we are dating, not getting married"- you could feel the embarrassment in (Y/N)'s voice as she spoke.
- "After how long it took you two to get together, I actually settle for just dating. As long as you are together, in love and happy, I don't want anything else."- chief (Y/L/N) tapped on my back and smiled, then turned to his daughter and hugged her too.
- "Just take care of each other. I had never imagined a better man for my peanut. Does your mother know?"
- "His mom or my mom?"- (Y/N) asked as we all sat down again and Chief (Y/L/N) raised his hand to call the waitress and ordered champagne to celebrate.
- "Either"
- "No, no one knows. You are the first family member we tell the news to, but that's why we are going to Las Vegas in a few weeks, we wanna tell Diana face to face."- (Y/N) added and turned to me with a huge smile- "I wanted to tell you first 'cos I knew mom was gonna make a huge deal and Phoenix is gonna try to act like a protector brother."
- "You are right, peanut. Your brother is gonna try to threaten Spencer, so get ready for that scene, son."- I bit my lips and nodded, as the waitress appeared with the champagne and glasses.
- "To you, kids. And to love. I am more than sure you two will make each other very happy for a very long time."
Later that night, I was trying to catch my breath on (Y/N)'s bed. She was wrapped around my body, sweating and resting her head on my chest. I hugged her tight and kissed the top of her head as I felt her sigh and giggle for a moment.
- "What's so funny, chipmunk?"
- "The fact you just made me call you daddy."
- "You didn't like that?'"
- "Try to stop me from doing it again, daddy."
- "You have to be a good girl first. Earn it."- (Y/N) giggled and started leaving sloppy kisses on my chest, up to my neck until she reached my lips.
- "I promise I will be good for you, daddy."
- "You have to be good now and sleep. We still have to work tomorrow."- and for a moment, we just lay on her bed in total bliss, listening to each other's breathing. Until my sweet girlfriend sighed and looked at me.
- "It's scary."
- "What chipmunk?"
- "The fact that everything is finally perfect."- I smiled and kissed her nose, making sure I had her locked in my arms, safe and sound.
- "Why is that scary?"
- "I'm afraid something very bad is about to happen."
- "Don't think that. Nothing bad will happen to you, or me, or anyone around us if I can help it."- I kissed the top of her head and tried to be as soothing as possible.
- "I just... I had never been so happy before."- I could hear the embarrassment in her voice as she confessed her feelings.
- "Me neither."- I whispered and felt her kiss my neck in reassurance- "Maybe that's what's scary."
Little did we know things were weeks away to turn into the biggest and saddest mess we had ever faced before.
- "Perhaps."- (Y/N) made a pause and sighed- "I just don't wanna lose you, honey bunny."
- "I promise you, you won't, ma cherie."