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Unspoken evidence

Spencer Reid x reader

Pov: Spencer is trying to give you hints about his feelings throughout a case. But in the end he decides to show them in a more direct way

Warnings: non just fluff and our pretty boy being his awkward cute self

The conference room smelled like stale coffee and whiteboard markers, the hum of the overhead lights barely masking the shuffle of papers and the occasional clack of a laptop keyboard. You sat across from Spencer Reid, poring over case files, your fingers lightly tapping your pen against your notebook as you reread the suspect's profile for the third time.

"He's escalating," you muttered, glancing up at Spencer, who was staring at you — not at the file in your hands.

"Uh, yeah," he said, blinking and quickly shifting his gaze to his own paperwork. "Statistically, the frequency of attacks suggests the unsub is growing more reckless, which aligns with the stressor timeline."

You nodded, but your lips twitched with amusement. It wasn’t the first time you’d caught him watching you today. "Spence, you okay? You seem... distracted."

Before he could answer, Derek Morgan leaned against the doorframe, a knowing grin on his face. "Distracted? Our boy wonder? Nah. He’s just thinking really hard... about something," he teased, dragging out the last words.

Spencer’s ears went red. "I'm just focused on the case," he mumbled, flipping a page in his file with unnecessary force.

You raised an eyebrow but let it slide.

Later, while you and Spencer reviewed geographical profiles at a precinct computer, he leaned a little closer than necessary, his shoulder brushing yours. His voice softened as he pointed to a map. "I, um, got you coffee earlier. The way you like it. It’s on your desk."

You smiled. "Thanks, Spence. That’s sweet of you."

His fingers twitched against the edge of the desk, and he glanced at you out of the corner of his eye. "I just... thought you could use the energy," he said, voice lower than usual.

Emily passed by and shot you a wink, whispering, "Smooth, Reid," before disappearing down the hallway.

By the time the case wrapped, the unsub in custody, and paperwork almost finished, you found yourself sitting next to Spencer on the jet. Everyone else was either asleep or wearing headphones, lost in their own world.

"You were really great on this case," Spencer said suddenly, twisting a rubber band around his fingers.

"So were you," you replied, turning to face him fully. "Honestly, I don’t know what I’d do without you here."

He swallowed hard, and you could practically see the internal debate happening behind his eyes. Then, finally, he took a deep breath.

"Would you want to go to dinner with me? Sometime?" he blurted out, words tumbling over each other in a rush. "Not as coworkers, I mean. As... something else. If you want to."

Your heart did a little flip, and a slow smile spread across your face. "I’d love to."

From across the cabin, Morgan pumped a fist in the air without even opening his eyes. "Finally!"

You burst out laughing while Spencer was trying to hide his heated up cheeks by looking down

Spencer’s relief was shining through every line of his face.

And just like that, the unspoken feelings were finally out in the open — evidence of something you both had been building all along.

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Day off

pov; reader and spencer where supposed to have a day off put their plans where changed, so they'll have to show up at the BAU together. The rest of the team gets suspicius as the couples relationship was a secret

warnings;non-just pure fluff

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains of Spencer’s apartment, casting a golden glow across the room. You were both tangled up in his bed, legs intertwined, your head resting on his chest as his fingers traced lazy circles on your back. His heartbeat was steady, a gentle rhythm that made you feel like you could stay in this moment forever.

His warm touch against your soft skin was a feeling that you wanted to get used to it. The memories of last night's sweet, simple date, your genius boyfriend had organized came to your mind. It was not something special, just the two of you at his house's dinner table eating the pasta, that you didn't know he was able to make. Soft conversations that both of you don’t remember now. Those simple moments with him were the ones that you desired the most, because the dark cases of the BAU did not give you the privilege of being carefree.

"I can't believe we finally got a day off," you mumbled, your voice muffled against his shirt.

Spencer chuckled, his lips brushing against your forehead. "I know. It's almost suspicious."

You tilted your head to look up at him. "If you jinx this, I swear..."

Before you could finish your sentence, Spencer's phone buzzed on the nightstand. He groaned, rubbing his eyes as he reached for it. "Reid," he answered, voice a little raspy from sleep.

You watched his expression shift from sleepy contentment to reluctant alertness. Hanging up, he turned to you with an apologetic smile. "That was Hotch. There's a new case."

You sighed, stretching before rolling out of bed. "I knew it was too good to last."

An hour later, you both walked into the BAU together, Spencer holding the door open for you as you hurried into the bullpen. Derek Morgan was the first to notice, his eyes narrowing as he leaned back in his chair with a knowing smirk.

"Look who decided to show up together," he said, loud enough for everyone to hear.

JJ raised a brow, exchanging a look with Emily Prentiss. "Carpooling now?"

"Must be trying to save on gas," Emily added, her lips twitching.

You and Spencer both turned about three shades of red, and you instinctively stepped a little further away from him, which only made it more obvious.

"We... uh, we live close to each other," Spencer stammered, fiddling with his messenger bag strap.

"Do you?" Derek grinned, leaning his elbows on the desk. "Because I swear, Reid lives like forty minutes away from you."

You bit your lip, trying to hide a smile. Spencer shot you a helpless look, and you shrugged, already resigned to the teasing.

"Okay, fine," you said. "We were hanging out. Is that a crime?"

"Depends on the kind of hanging out," Derek muttered, earning a swat from JJ.

Spencer cleared his throat, tugging on his sleeve. "Can we maybe focus on the case?"

"Sure thing, lover boy," Derek said, winking at you.

By the time you got back to Spencer’s apartment, the weight of the day clung to your bodies like a heavy fog. The case had been grueling — emotionally draining in a way that made you both crave the safety of each other's presence.

You kicked off your shoes and collapsed onto his couch, exhaling a long breath. Spencer sat down beside you, tugging you into his arms without a word. You settled into him easily, letting your body melt against his.

The sight of you, your loose curls against the soft skin of your face. Your sleepy eyes looking up at him.

His eyes softened, and he leaned down to kiss you — slow and lingering, as if he were savoring the feeling of your lips against his. When he pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours, his fingers threading through your hair.

"Stay tonight?" he asked quietly.

You smiled. "I was planning on it."

Later, after you both showered and changed into soft, warm clothes, you found yourselves back in his bed, just like that morning. The world outside was quiet, but inside the apartment, there was nothing but the sound of your gentle breathing and the occasional hum of the city.

Spencer held you close, his nose buried in your hair as you traced patterns on his arm. "Maybe we’ll actually get a full day off soon," he murmured, voice heavy with sleep.

You chuckled, eyes drifting shut.

And with that, you both let exhaustion pull you under, safe and wrapped up in each other.

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First date

Spencer x reader

pov; Spencer asks reader out on a date (ft.derek teasing pretty boy)

warnings:none just fluff, nothing special

The BAU bullpen buzzed quietly with the hum of fluorescent lights and the rhythmic clack of keys against keyboards. You sat cross-legged in a chair near Spencer's desk, flipping through a novel while he scribbled furiously in a notebook, curls falling into his eyes.

"What are you writing?" you asked, tilting your head, your voice laced with playful curiosity.

Spencer glanced up, cheeks flushing. "Just... notes," he said, tapping his pen against his lip. "I read an article this morning about quantum entanglement, and I wanted to map out the theories."

You leaned in slightly, resting your chin in your hand. "Smart and handsome. Is there anything you can't do, Dr. Reid?"

He gave a nervous laugh, dropping his gaze to his notebook. "I—um, I can’t whistle."

Before you could respond, Derek Morgan appeared, leaning casually against Spencer's desk with a wide grin.

"Pretty boy, why's your face red?" Derek teased, with his usual playful smirk.

Spencer rubbed the back of his neck, shooting Derek a death stare

Derek chuckled, throwing his hands up. "Hey, I’m just saying — if you blush any harder, Hotch is gonna think you’ve got a fever."

You bit back a laugh, reaching over to straighten Spencer's tie, your fingers brushing against his chest. "I think it’s cute," you whispered, and Spencer nearly dropped his pen.

"Do you want to grab coffee later?" he blurted out, voice barely above a whisper.

You raised a brow, lips curling into a smirk. "Are you asking me on a date, Dr. Reid?"

He chuckled, pushing his hair out of his face. "I mean... if you wanted it to be one, I wouldn’t mind."

Derek snorted. "Smooth."

Your heart practically leapt out of your chest. You stood, walking over to him, and carefully plucked the pen from his hand. Leaning down, you whispered, "I’d love to go on a date with you," right against his ear, your breath warm against his skin.

Spencer froze, blinking rapidly as his face turned an even deeper shade of pink, and Derek tried to supress his laugh.

From across the room, Derek called out, "You better not forget to tell me how it goes, lover boy!"

For the rest of the day, Spencer's smile didn’t fade the only thing occupying his mind was the thought of your warm breath against his cheek.

My first fanfic, dont judge too much. Plz request. Your wish my comand xoxo

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I'm Katherine and I'm 17. My birthday is October 17th

I'm a music girly. I play electric/classic guitar and I mostly listen to alternative rock(I'm open to everything tho)

I'm a pilates girly

Fav artists are Lana del Rey, Deftones, Avril Lavigne, Wezzer, Blur, the Smiths (I know it's not alt), tokio hotel, Green day<3

PLZ I need book request ASAP (I really need to read some classics so please request🤍)

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Just start s6... My man is FINE

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Came back from school to my babygirl waiting for me