#matthew gray gubler christmas

[matthew-gray-gubler-lover]

Christmas in the cabin.

Fluff.

Kissing.

Mentions of lovemaking, but not explicit.

Based on a dream Also a fantasy that I have about Matthew whisking me away to a cabin for Christmas.

I am a caregiver for my mom and my mom and dad do fight a lot and it is really hard on me. So that part is real. Everything else is pure fiction.

I wake up in a place that I never really thought that I would be In bed In a beautiful cabin with Matthew Gray Gubler, our bearskin Touching each other as Matthew holds me close to him.

The Snow Falling outside is Matthew and I are still cuddled together beneath the nice warm covers.

It's hard to believe that I ever made it here. Really thinking back to how I got here, it's just like a Dream.

It was just another day for me Taking care of my mom, having to listen to both of my parents fighting. A lifetime of this. It did start to get to me to the point where I actually walked out of the house and walk down the street. I kept walking until I found a bench. I sat there and began crying, wishing that my life was something different. The passing cars being the only thing that was drowning out the sound of my crying.

What happened next was something I never thought in a million years would ever happen to me.

I was sitting on the bench, and I heard a voice

" Are you OK?"

It was a sweet and familiar voice that I have heard before. A voice that I have heard a lot, actually As I have watched Criminal Minds so many times.

I look up and I see Matthew Gray Gubler. He was wearing a purple T-shirt and tan shorts He had a purple backpack And he looked so incredibly good, just like he does in all of the fan pictures.

I looked up at Him not believing that this was really happening, This is just another one of my dreams, I thought And I'll be woke up any minute

 I answered him as he sat down on the bench next to me. Not really, I have been having a really hard time lately. I was just so casual talking to him because I truly didn't believe that this was really happening.

"Would you like to talk about it? I'm a good listener"

 He told me before he complimented my shirt, a red Christmas shirt with Snoopy on it.

" Thank You, I know that it was still Three weeks until Thanksgiving, but I start wearing my Christmas shirts and earrings on November 1st. I just love Christmas so much."

"Oh, you love Christmas? Well, I do too. It's one of my favorite days of the year. Halloween, though, is my absolute favorite"

I know I look forward to seeing you on Halloween I tell him, still believing that this is a dream.

He asked me again what was bothering me and I told him, feeling completely comfortable with him He drew a rumble buttercup for me and consoled me.

" You know I'm here for two weeks And I would love to see you again if you think that you can get away again" He Tells me with a smile.

" Sure, I can try to get away again. I mean, they fight so much they probably won't even notice that I'm gone"

" OK, same bench since this is where we first met" He asks me with a chuckle.

" Same bench, I'll see you tomorrow"

After four days of meeting on the bench, Matthew Suggests that we should go get a cup of coffee So we go to the closest Starbucks, we have like 20 of them I feel so absolutely comfortable with Matthew, even though I now know this isn't a dream, but I dreamt about him so much that it just feels so natural him being here with me.

We met at Starbucks now for the next three days That day I heard words that would change my life forever

"So I was thinking We've known each other for a week now and, um You know, maybe You might want to come to Las Vegas with me for Thanksgiving. I'm going to have a big family Thanksgiving like I do every year I think it might be nice for you to be a part of a real family. I have a lot of little cousins and we have random dance parties and we sing and we have a lot of fun. Plus we always have a big meal, It would be a nice, fun, stress free environment for you, And I also have this" He told me, handing me a piece of paper that he had signed.

I look at it and it is for someone to take care of my mother for a week so that I can go to Las Vegas with Matthew.

" You would really do this for me? I mean, you've only known me for a week"

" I know that technically we've only known each other for a week, but as soon as I met you, I felt like I've known you for a lifetime. And that's, that's not a line. I don't go around picking up random women. I take pictures with fans and sign things for them, but I don't pick them up. There is something Totally different about you There is a sweetness and a vulnerability that I'm not trying to take advantage of. I just want to make you happy" I can hear the Sincereness in his voice.

" I would love to come to Las Vegas with you"

I spent Thanksgiving with Matthew and his family and it is so much fun, unlike anything that I have ever experienced in my life.

After that, we began spending a lot more time together. We even decorated his Christmas tree together. After we put the final ornament on the tree, Matthew pointed up at the roof and said, "Oh, what is that mistletoe?"

" Why yes, I do believe it is"

Matthew and I kissed under the mistletoe. It definitely wasn't our first kiss as we had many of those over Thanksgiving, But this kiss led to something more our first time together My first time all together. He picked me up, still kissing me under the mistletoe, and carried me to his bedroom The night was pure romance and magic. He held my hand, fingers inner laced with mine as he made love to me, the fingertips of his other hand traced over my body That night was just like him. Gentle, sweet And kind.

There was something about being able to bear myself to him, not just being naked with him, but being able to bare my soul to him, To let him in and feel that I can trust him with everything, that he would never judge me.

After that, I knew that I was with my future husband and I really was Christmas Eve He asked me to marry him. We got married that Valentine's Day, the day of love, the perfect day for us.

I moved my mom to Las Vegas and she lived in the house next door to us Even though she had full time care, I still did a lot with her.

It was still a major stress for me because I never knew when I was going to lose my mother and it was getting harder and harder for me. Matthew found me crying more often.

Then, two weeks before Christmas, he came to me And told me.

" Going to Take you away to a cabin For the next six weeks, it's just going to be you and me. We're going to spend Thanksgiving there and Christmas and New Year's, and we'll come back on January 1st"

It sounded So perfect and like a dream come true.

As soon as we arrive, Matthew walked me through the door, showing me all around the cabin. He had studied it so intensely online that he knew exactly where everything was.

" Look, honey, I know that you love your mom and you know I love my mom too. I love my whole family. But you, me, we need some time alone together, time to decompress, time to just spin with each other and Be in love and be happy, just you and me"

I looked around the cabin as he held my hand, listening to everything that he was saying.

" And don't worry, I already have everything here that we're going to need. I have a Christmas tree already. As you can see I bought the biggest one they had, so that should take us a few days to decorate. I have Probably more ornaments and lights than we will need. 12 sets of matching Christmas pajamas that I'm assuming we're going to be spending a lot of time in. Since it's just you and me, there's no one to see that we're just wearing pajamas all day. I also have a refrigerator, a freezer and a pantry full of food. A coffee pot, flavored creamers, As well as everything that we will need to make cookies, I also have candy canes, The cabin is equipped with cable And every streaming service So we can watch any Christmas movie that you want, I also have Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's coffee mugs, And don't worry about Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner, I already have that ordered. It will be delivered here and we can eat it Together and watch any Christmas movie that you want, And of course, if there's anything else that you need, we can drive into town and get it"

i stand there staring at Matthew so intensely taking in every word that he says.

The next Six weeks are absolutely wonderful, We did everything that Matthew said that we would do.

We even had nights full of romance and passion.

I feel so incredibly lucky to be with Matthew as I know that I am so lucky to be with him Even though Matthew tells me that he's the lucky one to have me, I know that I am truly the one who is lucky.

Matthew wakes up and looks down at me

" Good morning, beautiful" He Says to me.

His voice snapping me out of remembering exactly how I got here today.

We spend the morning drinking our coffee and having a bagel Looking around the cabin, a little sad that it's our last day to be there, but I will look back at these memories and cherish them forever.

I will always Remember it is the time that my Prince Charming whisked me away.

[gublerie]

merry christmas pookies 🫶 i hope you enjoy the holidays 🥂🩷

[ssaemilyhotchner]

"Haven't cut your hair since Thanksgiving?" "That's what you said at Christmas." ⤷ holidays with the bau

[violetrainbow412-blog]

hello!! how about something with spencer about christmas? 🎄🎄🎄

Lovely Christmas 🎄 [S. R]

Spencer Reid x fem!reader

word count: 1.6k

summary: the entire team gets together to celebrate Christmas and Spencer gives you a pleasant surprise.

note: merry next Christmas everyone! I hope you like it:)

Christmas, time to celebrate, give and receive. All that advertising in the stores worked to the point that you really felt a certain warmth on the holiday, despite the low degrees of the Virginia climate.

The team members, at Penelope's initiative, had agreed to have a small meeting to celebrate Christmas Eve this year, due to the uncertainty of not knowing how many Christmases you had left as a team because of everything chaotic that had happened lately. Mainly also because you had never celebrated that date together.

Everyone was there, the little ones, the older ones, some old members of the team, the new ones, husbands, wives, friends... in short, it was a big party. Of course Dave had offered his house to host the event and you, without complaint, had agreed. He had probably hired someone to do it, but the house was decorated masterfully, with lights, trees, Christmas boots, a life-size dancing Santa and even the white snow bathing the entire patio that could be seen from the glass doors. That's why Rossi couldn't be prouder, being the best of hosts as he always was.

You were euphoric about everything and you didn't even know where you should start enjoying. On the one hand, there was the opportunity to talk to friends from work that I hadn't seen in years, on the other hand, you could spend time with the kids and hug little baby Morgan, and last but not least, you could drink punch and hot chocolate in the company of the group that had gathered in that area. You decided on that option and very soon you were chatting friendly with Aaron and Emily.

“Jack wants a video game console for Christmas and I told him that only if he behaved well Santa could bring it, although I have a feeling that only one of us is pretending that he exists” he was telling you, laughing, when suddenly someone interrupted him.

“Jeez, it's freezing outside,” the voice, quite familiar to you, complained.

It was Spencer, who had just arrived with rosy cheeks, snowflakes scattered in his hair, his purple scarf and an ugly sweater that had gingerbread men all over it. He looked simply adorable.

“Reid!” you said happily, walking over to give him a hug which he gladly reciprocated. “Do you want me to serve you a cup of chocolate?”

“Oh, I would love you even more if you did that,” he replied, grinning at you from ear to ear with those gorgeous white teeth.

Being with all your friends makes you very happy, but there is one friend in particular who completely lights up your world. That's Spencer, and he was doing it right then.

“Here you go, handsome,” you murmured playfully, while you placed a full cup between his recently ungloved hands. He sighed as he took a sip of the drink and looked at you gratefully.

He joined in without any difficulty and soon the two of you were laughing at the story Emily was telling you, close enough to each other to be considered friendly. That's how it was always with him, despite his obvious fear of germs, he didn't mind being around you, much less when you laughed and leaned against his side a little or when you were telling a story and you constantly touched him. It felt natural to him, only when it came to you.

Rossi served turkey for all of you, one that you knew he had prepared because of the peculiar flavor and Italian ingredients. You had sat in front of Spencer and thanks to that you could see all his expressions during dinner, which were pure happiness. Seeing him happy made you happy too, as if you were infected with a delicious disease.

And suddenly you found yourself staring at him for too long and making jokes just to make him smile, as if he was the only one there with you.

During dinner you shared anecdotes, as always, Penny handed out candy to children and adults, the former members talked about how their new job was going and among all that it very soon became almost midnight.

Some sadness and surprise-filled your chest when Spencer announced that he would be the first to leave.

“I'm going to visit my mom,” he had explained, because you remembered that Diana was now in a health center that was only an hour away. No one dared to hold him back when they found out his reason and there were only a few goodbye hugs.

However, you told the man that you would walk him to the door and as you did so you pulled one of the bags on the floor with you. You stopped under the door frame, which could be seen from the small living room where the group had moved after dinner, and then you spoke.

“Drive carefully, okay?” was the first thing you said, lovingly adjusting the scarf that he was wearing around his neck. “And call me when you get there.”

“I will do it, calm down”

“Before you go, I want to give you something,” you murmured softly. You took out two decorated packages from your bag, one purple and the other pink “One is for you and the other is for your mother. Wish her a Merry Christmas from me”

“Y/N,” he said, sounding touched by what you were offering him. It was clear that what he had in his hands were books and he felt a tug in his heart when he thought that you had gotten one for his mother “I didn't bring you anything, I'm so sorry.”

“That doesn't matter, Spence,” you responded affectionately “It's just a detail, but I hope you like it.”

The man was about to respond when a whistle caught the attention of both of you and when you looked in the direction of the room you noticed that everyone had their eyes on you.

“Tough luck, lovebirds,” Morgan laughed and for a second you didn't understand what was funny about it. But when he pointed his finger at a spot above your head, then you understood.

There was mistletoe there, and you and Spencer were right under it.

“It's tradition,” Rossi began to say, when if he knew that you would refuse, “You can't break it”

“Did you know that the meaning of mistletoe can be found in the culture of the Celts? According to some stories, the druids used it in their spells and even to resurrect the dead, according to some legends of which we have evidence and records in different sources. Furthermore, magical powers are attributed to the plant because it doesn’t come from the sky or the earth, since the roots are neither in the ground nor held in the air: the mistletoe is maintained thanks to the deciduous tree that it parasitizes”

You giggled childishly as you listened to Spencer speak, probably to calm your nerves at the thought of having to kiss him, and he didn't even notice because he was so excited to share that bit of knowledge he had for the occasion.

“And that's why you have to kiss her, Reid! Legend says that if a woman is kissed under the mistletoe, she will be able to find the love of her life. And who knows, maybe our poor Y/N already needs some luck in that area”

You wanted to kill JJ for saying that, but at the same time you couldn't think about anything but what he would do. You didn't even know if he would dare to kiss you in front of all your coworkers and you wouldn't blame him if he didn't, after all you were just friends.

"Would it bother you?" he asked quietly. He didn't look the least bit nervous and that really made you nervous.

“Do you really want to kiss me?”

“Well, it's tradition,” he murmured, shrugging, while he smiled at you calmly. Apparently this hadn't affected him like it did you.

“Okay, then it’s… it’s okay.”

You would have liked to say the words more calmly, but you couldn't, and the little confidence you had left disappeared when Spencer raised one of his hands to cup your cheek and planted a kiss on your lips. It was a gentle kiss, sweet and short, but it made you shiver completely.

Honestly, no one expected you two to actually kiss, that's why when he pulled away from you the whole room was completely silent. You were shocked, they were shocked.

“Merry Christmas, Y/N,” he said, carefully caressing the skin of your face with his hand that was still holding it.

You made a superhuman effort to find your voice.

"Merry Christmas too"

He gave you one last caress and then said goodbye to the rest, waving his hand happily; they responded a little less enthusiastically, probably due to astonishment. The door closed, but you stood, staring into space as you tried to process what had just happened.

“Someone help the poor woman, it looks like she is going to have a heart attack”

Nobody, absolutely nobody, expected a comment like that coming from Aaron Hotchner and perhaps that was what made the moment a thousand times funnier.

“Did Reid really kiss you? I hope we aren’t experiencing a collective hallucination.”

“He didn't even hesitate! That's my boy"

“Everyone shut up,” you said finally, feeling all your blood pooling in your cheeks as you walked back to the living room “I don't think any of you want to be knocked out by a federal agent on Christmas Eve”

They laughed and eventually so did you. Reid wrote you a message when he arrived with his mother and you smiled as you remembered the kiss he had given you, the one that, without a doubt just as the legend said, led you to find the love of your life.

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[slaygirlyqueen]

my little Christmas wish list

[ashlinxsloves]

Blurb alert because I can't sleep:

Imagine baking Christmas cookies with early seasons Spencer. Just cute innocent baking, him making sure everything is right while you have fun with it.

It ends up being chaotic since he's always so rule-following and it needs to be exactly how the recipe said it to be.

"No– it said 1 ¼ cups of sugar–" "Shush– I know what I'm doing, Spence," you murmured with your tongue jutted out slightly while focusing on pouring the sugar only for you to add a little too much.

Don't make me mention the icing. You ended up overmixing it and you both ended up getting icing all over yourselves. It was a mess and Spencer wanted to say something but when he saw your sweet, close-eyed smile, he just decided to keep quiet about it and loosened up a bit. He licked the icing off your cheek which was really uncharacteristic of him since he was a germaphobe, but he was your boyfriend.

In the end, the cookies were perfect and made with love, even if it was a tad too sweet for Spencer's liking.

[makingyoufeels1ck]

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas — S.R.

This is a secret santa present for my friend :) I’ve never written x reader before so bear with me

Summary: Spencer helps you bake Christmas cookies

fluff, no warnings, wc: 714

December 22, 2005

You’d been seeing Spencer for just shy of six months. You were finally getting to meet the BAU team at Rossi’s Christmas party the next evening, and you had promised you would bring a platter of cookies. Red velvet cookies, which happened to be a specialty of yours. Spencer had insisted on coming over and helping (although he was a nightmare in the kitchen). You were pretty sure it was only because he missed you after a particularly draining case.

He leaned against the counter while watching you crack eggs into the bowl. “Are you going to wash your hands when you’re done?” he asked, fidgeting with his hands nervously. You smiled, almost as if you knew he’d ask that (you did, because of course he asked).

“Yeah, baby, why wouldn’t I?”

“Well, when you touch the egg shells, they carry salmonella bacteria, you know–”

“Spence,” you said, turning your head to him. “I will wash my hands. Full 20 seconds, okay?” you went to the sink and washed your hands. He looked at you, although you were sure it wasn’t because he was making sure you were washing your hands correctly. You were giggling the whole entire time, and he looked at you with a pink blush dusted across his cheeks. You dried your hands off and looked back at him. “What, pretty boy?”

“Uhm…You just look really beautiful right now,” he said, voice getting high pitched and squeaky like it did when you made him flustered. You leaned over and kissed his cheek, which only made him blush more.

“I’m covered in flour, my hair’s a mess, and you think I look beautiful right now?” you asked. You moved your hand up and pushed some of his hair out of his face. He got so cute when he was flustered, looking at you with his sweet brown puppy eyes.

“Well, I always think you look really beautiful,” he said as if it was the most common known fact in the world. It was your turn to blush. You leaned in and kissed him, slowly, sweetly, like honey dripping into a cozy cup of tea. He held your face and kissed you back. He’d always kissed you like he was hungry for it, like it was the very thing he needed to keep going.

“I need to finish the cookies,” you whispered, just barely pulling away before he pulled you back in for another kiss. You smiled and kissed him back before going back to your bowl of half made cookie dough. You finished mixing in the wet ingredients then added the dry ones.

“Do you want some cookie dough?” you asked him, taking a small chunk of the red dough and taking a bite.

“Don’t eat that!” Spencer said, almost shrieking. His face was scrunched up like you just kicked a puppy. “You’re going to get sick–”

“It’s just cookie dough, Spence.”

“Raw cookie dough! With raw eggs! And the flour wasn’t cooked beforehand. You know that can get you sick, right? The bacteria in it…” He proceeded to go on a whole lecture about the consequences of eating raw cookie dough. You listened, of course, because you always listened to him. You covered the dough in saran wrap and put it to chill in the fridge. He was still talking as you closed the refrigerator door and went over to him. You wrapped your arms around him and kissed his cheek, which finally made him go quiet. He looked down at you.

“What was that for?” he asked quietly.

“Making sure I don’t get sick,” you said. “And because it makes you blush.” You laughed as you watched his cheeks redden a bit more, burying your face against his neck.

“This isn’t funny,” Spencer said, but he was smiling. You were still laughing as he pulled you closer, his hands resting on your lower back.

“Thank you for helping me with the cookies,” you whispered against his neck.

“But I didn’t really help,” Spencer said. “I kind of just sat there while you did all the work. I don’t think that counts.”

“You gave me a really great view.” You moved your hand down and squeezed his ass a little bit, making him yelp and go bright red.

[calseb]

it’s so over for me

[tillidrown]

I have many thoughts I fear I can't share 🧍🏼✋

[spencersbabymama]

Santa I would like to have him under my tree pweeeeaaaase 🥹❤️💚❤️

[abbysindistinctchatter]

My mom knows me so well.

[matthew-gray-gubler-lover]

a Christmas AI Chat i made about Christmas with Matthew, the link will be on my bio on my page.

The two of you spent the next hour, getting the three kids, bathed and into the bed, and finally crawling underneath the covers. The two of you were snuggled together with you, wrapped in Matthew's, strong arms, your head resting on his chest. He had the Holiday Classics on the TV, and both of you were watching it, Matthew, playing with your hair in his fingers.

[minnie17]

Ok so since Christmas is on its way now, this is on my Christmas list:

• Matthew Gray Gubler

• MGG

• Spencer Reid

• Simon

• Mr. Gubler

• Matthew Gray Gubler’s hands

[daemonskitty]

In the cracks of light I dreamed of you and it was real enough to get me through

[le0ni318]

my parents know me so well

[rosseliz01]

Source: AXN Latinoamérica