spencer reid x reader one shots

a/n- this one is short and super fluffy! hope u enjoy!!!

"Hi! I'll have a medium coffee with almond milk, and a croissant please!" you said to the barista with a warm smile. You handed her the exact amount for your usual order at your favorite coffee shop as she placed your croissant down on the counter. You'd woken up this morning and without any reason knew that this would be a good day. You had put on your favorite fall outfit and grabbed your well worn copy of your favorite book, The Illustrated Man, and headed out to get some coffee and read at the cafe.

As you stepped away from the register towards the waiting area you spotted two men waiting there. Two very attractive men. One was a well built black guy with strong features and the other was a skinny white guy with wavy brown hair. The tall skinny man seemed to be fidgeting with the strap of his bag while the other man was on the phone, apparently flirting with someone on the other end. "Stop staring at them y/n" you scolded yourself internally. You always had a thing for guys like that, skinny and sort of nerdy looking.

"Medium coffee for y/n" called the barista at the counter, pulling you away from drooling over the beautiful men across the shop from you. As you grabbed your coffee and made your way to the little counter with the coffee fixings you heard her call out again, "Large black coffee for Spencer". You then heard steps approaching and felt a presence at your side. Peering down at the ground next to you, you saw black converse and brown corduroys. You reached out to grab one of the glass sugar containers as you saw the man to your right reach for the same one, pulling his hand away with a nervous smile and grabbing a different container.

You tilted the container over your mug letting copious amounts of sugar fall into your coffee, as you heard a voice from over your shoulder. "Ya want some coffee with your sugar, sugar?" the other man said with a chuckle. You immediately whipped your head around to look right at the man, and with a playful smirk you said, "Is there a problem with how I take my coffee?" The man came closer and replied, "Sorry ma'am, I was actually picking on Pretty Boy over here," he gave the taller man a friendly slap on the shoulder. "Either way, both of you make a ridiculous cup of coffee," the man said, rolling his eyes and walking away.

You glanced to your right and noticed the man still stirring a mountain of sugar into his coffee. You looked him over- his nice clothes, his handsome features, his perfect hair. He stopped stirring when he noticed you staring and flashed you a movie-star smile as he said, "Oh uh, sorry about him, he's just messing around". 

"No worries, I get it all the time! And from the looks of it you probably do too?" you say to him, nodding at his coffee mug.

"Yeah, I actually do," he says with a nervous laugh. "I know it's not healthy to have that much sugar, but I need the caffeine and hate the taste without it".

"I feel you completely!" you say to him, as you grab your mug and book of the small counter where they were resting as you talked.

"I'm sorry, but is that... um, your book, i-is that The Illustrated Man?" he said excitedly, seemingly in disbelief.

"Oh, yeah! It's my favorite, I came here to read it, probably for the thousandth time," you replied, suddenly a little self-conscious about being such a book-worm.

"Wow. It's actually my favorite as well. I've never met someone else who loves it too," he said looking down at you with a sweet smile. He reached into the bag at his side and pulled out a copy of the book; his was somehow more worn than your own.

"Huh... we really have quite a bit in common, don't we?" you say with a soft giggle.

"It appears as though we do. I'm sorry, I never got your name?"

"It's y/n, y/n l/n" you say, looking up at him with a grin across your face. "How about you? Do you have a name?" you ask, taking a sip of your coffee.

"I'm Dr. Spencer Reid. But, uh, j-just Spencer. It's just Spencer you don't have to call me Doctor" he rambled nervously, looking down at his hands as they fumbled with the strap of his bag.

With a giggle you replied, "Okay Spencer, well would you wanna talk more sometime?"

He looked at you dumbfounded, "Y-yes, I would love to! Um, I have to get going in a second, but I'll g-give you my card and we can talk soon! ... If you want to, if not I understand," he looked down nervously at his last words.

"Of course I want to, I was the one who asked you, silly!" you said, a huge grin spreading across your face as Spencer handed you his card from his bag. Looking into his sweet brown eyes you say, "Well Doctor, I have a feeling we're going to make quite the pair". You turn away from him and saunter over to the couch in the shop, feeling his eyes still on you as you walk away. Placing your coffee down and carefully tucking his card into your book as a bookmark, you begin to read and sip your coffee. Only you aren't focusing on the book, not even a little; you're thinking of that smile and those eyes. You cannot wait to call Spencer.