the cold
spencer reid x f!reader
content; tooth rotting fluff, oblivious spencer, awkward spencer, best friends but crushing, mutual pining
summary; after a case in alaska the snow is too thick to get a plane ride back so you and the team spend another night in a small motel. the only thing is, spencer doesn’t know if he can take another night of sleeping on the floor in your shared room. and you cant stand seeing him in pain.
based off 05x21
hotch enters the motel with a heavy sigh and a shake of his head. “they said it’s to heavy, we’ll have to stay another night.”
the team sighs and jj and emily disperse, going back to their room, followed by rossi.
spencer stays standing behind the chair you sit in. hands tucked inside his pockets and tongue poking his inner cheek.
derek takes penelope by the hand and leads the way to their room while hotch stays behind to call strauss.
you stand - finally - and begin the tread to the bed thats been holding you for the past three days.
you don’t expect spencer to catch up to you considering youre a fast walker and he’s been dealing with back pain this whole case.
it had given you a feeling of guilt, you and spencer were sharing a room with a single bed and you had lost the fight to sleep on the hardwood floor.
all you wanted was to invite him into the bed with you, under the comforter and cuddled into you as you cling onto each other for warmth.
but you were scared and knew he would never agree to it. so you kept your mouth shut and turned away from his shivering body on the floor.
tonight would be different though.
you couldn’t stand seeing him in agonizing pain any longer, tonight you would finally build up the courage and invite him into bed with you.
when you got to your destination you grabbed a pair of pajamas and made your way to the bathroom.
just as you closed the bathroom door you heard spencer enter the room and sigh before seeing the shadow of his feet walk past the bathroom.
you turn on the sink to wash your face and hands, then changing into a pair of pajama pants and an undershirt.
when you exit the bathroom you make sure to leave the light on as to spencers fear of the dark.
you find him changed into his sleep clothes and making his bed on the floor.
before the chance was taken away you speak softly, “spencer,”
he looks up at you with his big eyes and carved features that make you weak in the knees.
“i’m not letting you sleep on the floor again, it’s way too uncomfortable and i can tell that it’s bothering your back.”
his eyebrows tug together, “well there is no way im letting you sleep here instead.”
the thought of him taking the pain just so you wouldn’t have to has your heart clenching and stomach turning.
“that’s not what i’m saying. there is more than enough room for both of us on the bed.”
you can see the way his cheeks redden and his posture tenses.
at first you think he’s gonna turn you down but then he speaks.
“y-yeah sure.”
youre taken aback to say the least but you smile brightly and make your way over to the bed.
you pull back the covers and fluff the pillows to your liking before crawling under the blanket and waiting for spencer to join you.
he does so slowly and awkwardly, he lays stiff and flat on his back staring up at the ceiling.
you laugh softly at how scared he looks before turning on your side to face him.
“better?”
he nods softly, and pulls the comforter up to his neck while shivering.
“you know.. if we huddle close together the body heat from us will warm each other up.”
“usually im the one speaking facts.”
you laugh at that, airy and light. he smiles at the sound and overcomes his fears by grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers.
you gasp lightly at the coldness of his hand before smiling at him and squeezing his palm.
the air is less tense now and you both can breathe normally now.
“spencer?”
he looks at you for the first time this night and hums in acknowledgment.
“can you hold me?”
he releases a breath before pulling you into his chest and wrapping his arms around your waist tightly -like he’s been waiting for this moment his whole life-
you smile into his neck and wrap your arms around his neck while your hands land in his hair.
“youre very warm,” he speaks softly
you laugh again, tickling his neck. the warmth of his breath hitting your forehead. he places a soft kiss there and you smile into his neck, tightening your grip on him while sleep overcomes you both.
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