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conniesanchor · 1 year

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there was no choice to make.

warnings: trauma, mentions of blood, violence, fluff at the end.

pairing: spencer reid x reader

summary: spencer had a hard choice to make, but when you're a variable in the decision, it's not much of a choice.

blood was dripping down your head. you were taking hit after hit to your entire body from the man standing in front of you. no noise was registering, meaning you didn't hear the door infront of you break open.

nothing was going through your head. that is aside from the pain surging through you. your wrists were tied above your head and your feet barely reached the ground.

your vision was blurry, but it wasn't too blurry to see spencer infront of you. no matter how bad something was, it was never too bad that it got to the point where you couldn't register spencers face.

seeing him was like it brought you back to life. "y/n," he spoke in a calming tone, "morgan can you-" before he could even finish his sentence, derek was undoing the cuffs above your head.

spencers hands were placed firmly on your waist, and when you were finally released he picked you up bridal style. your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. small whimpers leaving your mouth. "shh, shh. y/n, its alright. i've got you." he did have you. he always had you.

•••

you woke up to pain in your abdomen, and a pounding headache. more importantly, you woke up to spencer reid by your side. "hey, hey. you feeling alright?"

"i've been better." you tried to laugh, but it became more of a cough halfway through.

"right."

"what happened?" you questioned. you remembered some of it.

"well, uhm. the unsub got you, and he took you to a warehouse. we found you, i shot him. he died. that's it." your heart sunk. spencer reid didn't kill unless it was a last resort.

"spence im so-"

"shush. it's okay. anyone would've done it, including you." he took a deep breath. "i did what i had to do."

you felt like shit. "i didn't mean to put you in a position where you had to make that choice."

"y/n/n, listen to me." he whispered moving to sit next to you. "he had you, and he was gonna kill you. there was never a choice to make."

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conniesanchor · 1 year

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ʟᴀᴠᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ʜᴀᴢᴇ.

spencer reid x fem!reader

the five times you realize you're in love + the one time you say something.

warnings: not much, maybe angst if you squint, suggestive comments, kissing, and spencer reid being an absolute angel. + a couple plot holes, probably.

wc: 2k

1. picnic

you had been going out with spencer for a few months now. when you got together he agreed the two of you would take things slow, go at your pace. which was great, he never pressured you into anything, and he was truly an amazing boyfriend.

the only issue was that sometimes, you needed the push, you needed to be pressured. otherwise, you would never be brave enough to take the leap from one step to another. so when he texted you and told you that he was going to surprise you, you could say that you were relieved.

you have told spencer two million times that he could just open the door. it's always open, and he has a key. that doesn't stop him from knocking everytime he comes over. "come in spence." you yelled from upstairs.

you had just finished putting on a baby blue sundress and converse. you came down the stairs fast, trying not to keep him waiting. "hey, sorry. just getting some water and then i'll be ready."

he laughed before walking toward the kitchen, "don't be sorry. you look- you look great by the way." he spoke in an awkward tone, but that was what you loved about him.

love.

you have been fighting with yourself and others for weeks now. you didn't love spencer. not that it would be a hard feat, you just hadn't made it that far.

you were not in love.

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

you still weren't sure where spencer was taking you, but you had been walking for about five minutes when he said "just a little bit longer."

as promised, after a short amount of time, you were in a grassy field. spencer had set out a blanket with a few books, a basket full of your favorites. strawberries, and a few other random items. what did stick out to you was the sandwiches that already had the crust cut off.

you were in awe for a moment, not knowing what to say. you did, however, settle on the cliche, "spence, this is too much. you didn't have to." you spoke in a soft voice, turning around and wrapping your arms loosely around his neck.

"yes, y/n, but i wanted to." he responded before placing a delicate kiss on your lips. "now, c'mon. sit down, we have sandwiches to eat."

you chose to ignore the fire burning in your chest.

2. under the weather

you were supposed to go on a date with spencer today, but when you woke up and could barely move, that was a no-go.

you:

hey, not feeling too well. raincheck? :(

spencer <3:

oh, no. :(

actually, is it okay if i come anyway?

you:

don't wanna get you sick, spence.

spencer <3:

you won't, promise. im on my way.

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

it wasn't long before spencer arrived at you house. you were upstairs again, lying in your bed. once again, he did knock. you were losing your voice and knew that if you yelled, he wouldn't hear you. so you shot him a 'it's open' text.

you heard his footsteps find up the stairs and sat up so you didn't look like a total mess. "hey, pretty." you smiled but when you noticed the bag in his hand you sighed. "spence, you didn't have to bring anything." you coughed out.

"i know, just wanna help you feel better." he mumbled, sitting on the edge of your bed. he leaned into kiss you but you swerved the other way, "hey, what was that for!"

"can't get you sick." you smiled but it quickly turned into you coughing up a lung (into your elbow of course because if you got spencer sick, you would never forgive yourself.)

"woah, hey just relax." he spoke, rubbing your back gently. "here, drink some water." he requested, but it wasn't much of a request at all. "slow, slow. there you go." the curly haired boy said, doing his best to comfort you.

"im sorry i ruined our date, spence." you mumbled, trying not to cry. spencer was already doing way more than he had to do, he didn't need to comfort you while you were crying, too.

"hey, hey, sweetheart. look at me." spencer whispered. "you didn't ruin anything. in fact, this is perfect. being here with you. not to mention you were worried about getting me sick, but judging from your eyes and how warm you are, you've been sick for a while. the sickness is generally most contagious before you're even sick. so, there's a chance i could get sick, but it's slim, and worth it for you."he rambled on, and on but was interrupted by a laugh of yours.

"spencer." you spoke as more of a question. "i-" you started. "thank you. for being here." it wasn't what you were originally going to say, but it fit anyway.

"don't thank me, sweetheart. now, come lie down, ive got snacks and a movie."

yet there was still a burning sensation in the bottom of your stomach.

3. his day off

spencer had spent the night at your house, and you were both ecstatic that he had a day off. your eyes fluttered open and you were met with spencer lying down next to you. he was still asleep, but he was so warm. you couldn't help but bury your face into his bare chest.

soaking up his heat, you kissed his jaw before moving to get out of the bed. you wanted to make some breakfast for the two of you. you quietly made your way down the stairs, and opened the fridge.

you grabbed strawberries and whipped cream, and then moved to the cupboard to get the pancake mix. before you could even turn around, you felt spencers arms wrap around your torso. "spence, baby go back to bed." you requested leaning into his chest.

"no. i can make us food. you go back to bed." he smiled, kissing your shoulder before turning you around and kissing your lips. what he did next caught you by surprise. he lifted you up and carried you as a firefighter would.

"spence, what are you doing?" you laughed, holding onto his waist to ensure you wouldn't fall. he carried you back up the stairs and then proceeded to gently toss you onto the bed. "spencer!" you giggled once more.

he then jumped onto the bed right next to you. moving ontop of you, making sure not to put all of his weight on you. "hi." he mumbled, taking both of your wrists into one of his hands and then pinning them above your head.

"hi." you responded. you smiled and tried to kiss his lips, but failed when he moved away. he was teasing you.

"im gonna go make breakfast, you stay here." he spoke before giving you what you wanted and kissing your lips softly.

as he left the bedroom you couldn't help but think to yourself that he made you feel more than anyone ever.

4. meeting the team

the team had requested that spencer brought you to one of rossis dinner parties, and he did not hesitate when bringing up the idea to you. you, however, we're terrified. so many questions clouding your mind. what if they didn't like you? what if you were too much?

your wonderful boyfriend was there, though. "y/n. they're going to love you. alright? you've got nothing to worry about. you're amazing, they'll love you and you'll love them." it still didn't work, but he didn't give up. "y/n... look at me." he requested, "you're perfect, okay? amazing. beautiful. gorgeous. smart, and my wonderful girlfriend. they kind of have to love you, because there's no way anyone couldn't." he kept comforting, and when he noticed a laugh, he knew he had succeeded.

"i just don't want them to not like me, but if you seriously think that they will like me, let's go." you said, taking his hand and moving toward the door.

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

when the two of you arrived at rossis, he took your hand in his, and squeezed three times. you walked up the steps and into the house, then, everyone looked toward you and their faces lit up. they looked so excited.

"oh my god!" a woman, who you thought would be penelope, squeeled and rushed toward you. you offered your warmest smile and were shocked when she pulled you into a hug.

"hi, im-"

"i know who you are." she said as if you were supposed to know, "spencer never shuts up about you." she laughed. "this is aaron, jj, dave, emily, and the little guy is jack."

"hi." you smiled. you were still shy, but with spencer next to you, it turned out to be a great night.

with every touch, there was a new spark.

5. jealousy.

recently, spencer and jj had been hanging out together. you know you have no reason to be upset, but you couldn't shake the feeling of jealousy. they were friends, and besides, you and spencer had only been going out for a month.

of course, spencer caught onto your feeling. "angel, talk to me. you're upset about something."

"no, it's nothing. im alright." you lied, trying your absolute hardest to convince him. it was useless, he could read you like you were an open book.

"don't lie to me, sweetheart." he requested, moving you toward to couch so you could sit down. "talk to me." his dark eyes looking into your own.

"you're going to laugh at me." you complained, a small smile creeping onto your face.

"probably, but if you're upset about it then im going to take it seriously." he agreed.

"i just- you're always with jj, and she's amazing, and i like her. i know i don't have a reason to be jealous, i just- i can't help it sometimes." you spoke, and he listened. that was what was amazing about spencer, as much as he would like to interrupt, he never did.

he couldn't help but let out a chuckle, "baby, are you serious?" he smiled before continuing, "jj is my co-worker, alright? that's it."

you breathed out, "i know, i know. i just, really really like what we have going on. i would never ever think you were cheating but sometimes my brain plays tricks on me."

"look at me." he spoke, grabbing both of your hands and turning more toward you. "you and me, okay? i know this is new, but i promise you that if you want it to work out as much as i do, it will."

god did you love him....

wait.

+1. a drunken confession.

you had to admit, you had a few too many. after a lot of convincing, spencer had finally gotten you to go out for drinks with the team. the only way you could calm your racing nerves, was drinking until you couldn't feel anything.

"sweetheart, i think that's enough." spencer suggested softly, "almost everyone's gone, baby. let me take you home."

"mm, okay." you reluctantly agreed. allowing him to take your hand and lead you out of the bar.

the drive felt short, time passing on and on. when you finally reached the driveway, you didn't even realize until spencer was opening your door. "relax, baby. you don't gotta walk, i’ve got you."

when he reached for you, you instantly wrapped your arms around his neck and allowed him to carry you into the house. you just wanted to lie down, but spencer brought you to the bathroom. "spence, i wanna to to sleep." you whined.

"i know sweetheart, we gotta brush your hair and teeth and then we can get you dressed and into bed... alright?"

"okay."

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

it took quite a while to get you ready for and into bed, but spencer didn't mind. he never did. "i love you." you blurted out and the look on spencers face was priceless. "im sorry, i know im way too far gone but i’ve been meaning to say that for so long i just never could."

he took a deep breath before pulling the blankets over you. "i love you." he mumbled, "always have. now, bedtime. go to sleep, sweetheart."

the fire didn't go away, but this time you acknowledged it.

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