When you got home that night, Paul wasn't there. He'd been home by the looks of things, gotten changed, and gone straight back out again.
Thinking back to the conversation with Dave, you poured yourself a glass of wine and took your phone out, dialling your Mom. After exchanging pleasantries, you took a deep breath.
"Mom..... Would you and Daddy be upset with me if I left Paul?"
..
You didn't sleep that night. Paul rolled in at around 2am, not noticing the suitcases that you'd placed by the door, the bags you'd packed. He went straight to bed whilst you paced the apartment, drinking coffee. Leave now and leave a note, or tell him?
Finally at 4am, you went back into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed next to him. You nudged him awake.
"Go away.... " He mumbled.
"I am. That's what I'm trying to tell you. Wake up."
Pauls eyes opened and he squinted to see you.
"Let me guess, another case?" The disdain in his voice was apparent.
"No. I'm leaving you. For good."
...
There was no argument, in fact there were very few words exchanged after that. You both knew that there was no point in disputing it or trying to save it. There was nothing to save anymore.
So at 5am, you found yourself outside Spencers apartment again. Your bags were in your trunk, you would take them to Emily's later, or to Daves if she wouldn't have you. There was still a chance that Spencer would turn you away, after all, you'd messed him around so much without meaning to. You should have been honest months ago. Honest with everyone.
It was so easy that night,
Should have been strong, yeah I lied,
Nobody gets me like you,
You knocked on his door, calling his cell when he didn't answer. It was still so early and it took him a few minutes to answer the door when you told him you were outside.
He didn't speak when he did, sleep still clouding his features, his hair messy and light stubble covering his jaw.
"Y/N?"
I know everything changes,
All the cities and faces,
But I know how I feel about you,
He blinked a few times and then glanced down to your left hand. You knew what he was looking for, checking for. It was still there though. You hadn't taken it off, simply out of habit. He moved to close the door again.
"I love you" you blurted out, the words that you should have said weeks ago slipping off your tongue. You reached to your ring finger and quickly tugged the wedding band off, shoving it into your hand bag.
Spencer twitched, just because you'd said those words didn't mean you'd done it.
You tried again.
"My bags are in my car. I've.... I've told him."
He moved aside to let you in, closing his robe around him as he closed the door.
"It's over?" Spencer asked quietly.
"It's over. I'm sorry. I should have done this at the very beginning. I love you Spencer."
Can we bring yesterday back around,
'Cus I know how I feel about you now,
I was dumb, I was wrong, I let you down,
But I know how I feel about you now
You closed the space between you and waited. All this time he'd been waiting for you to say something, to do the right thing. And now you were waiting for him.
Had you messed him around for too long?
Had he changed his mind?
"Spence?"
All that it takes one more chance,
Don't let our last kiss be our last,
Give me tonight and I'll show you
"I love you, Y/N. Oh god, I love you so much."
Your lips were on each other almost the second the words left his mouth, arms wrapping around the other tightly, like you'd never ever let each other go. Tears were trickling down your cheeks, happy tears. Spencer broke the kiss, feeling them, and he moved his mouth, kissing the trail away.
"No more crying, no more sadness Y/N." He cupped his hands under your chin, pressing his forehead to yours. "Say it again...."
"I love you Spencer Reid."
He kissed your cheek, nuzzling your ear with his nose. "Again."
"I love you."
His hands slipped under your jacket, pushing it off, a clanking sound as it dropped to the floor. Peppering your jaw with kisses, he worked his way to the other cheek, his fingers starting explore over you torso.
"Again."
"Spencer, I love you. I'll tell you everyday. Over and over again."
Now the words had left your lips, they felt perfect. Magical even. You were in love and he loved you back. It wasn't ideal how it had started, but it was what it was. And now... you were no longer with someone else. You could be honest about your feelings. And it felt glorious.
"I love your mind, I love your voice. I love how intelligent you are, how you can stun someone with a phrase or a sentence."
Spencers lips had moved to your throat, your words feeling like they were vibrating as he kissed up and down your neck.
"I love.... I love how you can make me laugh until I cry, but if I'm crying, you always know what to do."
"Again... " he whispered, nipping at your neck, his hands slipping under the hem of your tank top, skimming over your stomach.
"I love you. I love how you sleep with yourself around me and if I move, you wake up. I love how your hair looks in the morning. I love your smile, your lips, your taste. I love every inch of you."
His mouth was sucking along your shoulder now, inciting jolts of pleasure.
"Now I've said it..... I won't ever stop saying it. We were meant to be together, I'm just so sorry it took so long for me to realise."
I know everything changes,
I don't care where it takes us,
'Cos I know how I feel about you
Your own hands moved to Spencers body, pushing his robe off so that he was left in his t-shirt and boxers, boxers that were doing very little to hide his happiness that you were here. You nudged against him slightly and ran your hands over his back, skating them over his butt and giving it a soft squeeze.
You heard him groan softly against your skin and then he bent his knees slightly, readjusting his arms and then hoisting you off the ground. You locked your legs around his waist, toeing off your ballet pumps as he walked you into his bedroom, lowering you down onto his unmade sheets.
Your clothes came off quickly, joining his in a pile on the floor, and soon he was on top of you, settled in between your legs, your lips moving together in a feverish kiss. His skin was warm against yours, his hands trailing up and down your body as your tongues repeated words of love to each other silently.
This was how it was meant to be. You and him, together.
As you spread your legs and wrapped them around his waist, there were no longer any feelings of guilt. You were no longer doing anything wrong.
Rolling your hips against him, you signalled what you wanted. You hadn't had him in twenty four days now, you needed this.
Not a day pass me by,
Not a day pass me by,
When I don't think about you,
"Already? .... We've barely..... " He sucked your bottom lip, releasing it slowly as he broke the kiss to look at you. You tucked his hair back behind his ears so that you could look into his eyes, his beautiful hazel eyes that shone with so much emotion. You nodded at him.
"I need you. Plus... We have all day right."
He nodded and slipped his hand between your bodies, positioning himself ready to push inside.
"We have forever."
And there's no moving on,
'Cus I know your the one,
And I can't be without you
He fit inside you perfectly, two jigsaw pieces that slotted together because they were made to be that way. He started to move, slowly at first; you pushing back with your hips and groaning at the feeling. Your eyes stayed locked on each other the whole time, you pushing his hair back everytime it fell forward again.
Spencer increased his pace and you clamped down on him, loving the look on his face as you did so.
"I love you, I love you so much." You whispered to each other over and over in between gasps and pants as Spencer thrust harder and faster, not taking long to reach his high. You raised your head and caught his mouth with yours as you felt him release himself into you, juddering as he did.
You smiled widely, happiness surging through your veins. It didn't matter that this had taken less than two minutes, or that you hadn't even finished. You'd get to that later. What mattered was that you could be together, with the one you loved.
Spencer lay on top of you, his head burrowed into your neck as he panted softly, getting his breath back.
Can we bring yesterday back around,
'Cus I know how I feel about you now,
I was dumb, I was wrong, I let you down,
But I know how I feel about you now
But I know how I feel about you now
When he could speak, he tilted his head, placing an open mouthed kiss on your neck. "I will do whatever I can to make you the happiness woman alive, Y/N."
"Spence, right now, I already am."
"I love you, Y/N."
"I love you too."
Yes I know how I feel about you now