spencer reid x reader one shots

a/n- Hi! This one is kinda long, but I really enjoyed writing it! I wanted to put a note in saying that although it is mostly fluff like the rest of my stories, it definitely gets a little *spicy* at the end. Nothing too much, just a little. Anyway, I really like this one, hope you do too! 

It's 11pm on a Friday night when you hear the front door of your apartment open quickly and you hear shuffling from behind you. Your boyfriend of almost two years, Spencer Reid, is slipping off his black converse and removing his bag from his shoulder, where it holds the weight of his work all day. You're standing in front of the open freezer scavenging for ice cream and all of a sudden you're wrapped in a big bear hug from behind. His soft brown waves tickle as Spencer nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck from behind. You turn over your shoulder and kiss his cheek, his stubble brushing against your face.

"Hey baby," you say, turning to face him. "You're back late tonight, was it a hard case?"

"Yeah," he huffs out his reply. His arms wrap your frame once again and he kisses the top of your head. You breathe in his comforting scent and give him a squeeze in return.

"Wanna talk about it?" you say into his chest, your words almost muffled by his navy sweater vest.

"No, I'd honestly rather not, sorry love. But I'm okay, I promise, just tired". You knew that he was telling the truth. Not only because of the way his breathing remained calm, not ragged like when he was upset, but because you trust him. After being with him for this long, you'd come to the agreement that if things ever got really bad he promised to open up to you and let you be there for him, and you always were.

"Okay love," you say with a peck on his cheek. "Let's get you to sleep, lord knows you need it."

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The next morning you and Spencer sat quietly at the kitchen nook with breakfast, sipping coffee and reading your respective books- your Saturday morning routine. It was then, looking at him in the glow of the morning when you decided he deserved something special. He faced some of the most horrific things every single day, and he rarely let it get to him; he was so insanely strong. He deserved the world, but at the very least you could force him to let loose and have some fun. Reaching across the table and placing your hand on his as his fingers skimmed the pages, he looked up at you. His honey brown eyes meeting yours with a look of adoration.

"Yeah baby?" he hummed.

"I have an idea," you say with a smirk.

"Why can I already tell I'm not gonna like this idea?" Goddamn profilers, he was always a million steps ahead, and he knew you way too well.

"You're not gonna like it, you're gonna love it" you say as a sarcastic grin spreads across your face. "Also, you have no choice. As the woman in this relationship I'm always right, and I've decided you need to take a break and have some fun."

"I am having fun! I'm reading a great book with a beautiful woman, what else could I ever want for my Saturday?" he protested.

"Nope! No arguments allowed, sorry Doctor!" your voice drips with playful sarcasm as you say his title. You leave your seat to drop yourself down into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and giving him a soft kiss.

"Y/N why?" he whines your name and droops his head like a small child. Once again, he knew where this was headed; always ten steps ahead.

"Because baby, you've been stressed and you're gonna have some fun even if it kills you! Which it won't! Now listen here," you say cupping his beautiful face to make sure he was looking at you. "We are going out tonight, and I'm terribly sorry but you have no say in the matter. I'm going out for a bit to get something special, and you're going to be ready when I get back. I expect you ready in your best outfit by 7:30, I'll be back to get you then."