Requested by:an AO3 Anon :) Prompt:#70 “Hey! I was wondering if you could possibly do a reader insert fic with Spencer Reid where he gets into some sort of trouble (canonical or made up) and the reader is worried sick about him, maybe even a little angry but it ends fluffy? And could you possibly have the reader be male, or at least gender neutral? If that’s something you’re okay with? Thanks for your time! :)”(Reid x Reader)
knew he could handle himself despite his seemingly scrawny physique, but that
didn’t mean you worried any less for his safety.
told you of his plan even though he wasn’t supposed to reveal that kind of information
to a civilian. He told you of how he wanted to have a dinner date with a female
serial killer. No biggie, right? Then, he told you his boss had agreed to it!
He didn’t tell you the details of the operation, but the confirmation that his
idea was actually going to materialise was enough to make you incredibly anxious.
saw him all dressed up in his dark suit, looking at himself in the standing
mirror you had bought for the bedroom you two shared as he adjusted his purple
you… are you sure about this, Spencer?’ you insisted in a small, weak voice.
You had had the same conversation over and over again for at least a week.
didn’t respond. He just turned and focused his eyes on your hunched form as you
kept your own gaze on the floor and wriggled your hands.
walked calmly towards you and knelt in front of you despite the fact that he
was probably going to wrinkle his suit.
I am,’ he told you sweetly, for the umpteenth time. The man was too patient
with you; you were sure anyone else would have been annoyed by your endless questions already.
you said nothing, though, he frowned, worried. He put his right hand on your
knee to regain your attention and called your name.
sorry,’ you croaked and sniffed.
raised your head and saw his eyes moving around your face, desperately looking
for words of comfort that might help calm you down, but he found none. He had
do you trust me?’ he asked you. You could sense a little bit of emotion behind
his words. You nodded, unable to say anything. ‘Then, please, believe in me, and in my team. We’re gonna catch her
and keep Garcia safe. I promise.’
And who is gonna keep you safe? your brain provided. But, you just nodded again.
the other room, you both heard his phone ringing with a new message, and he looked
at his watch.
I have to go. The taxi must be about to arrive,’ he stood up and went to his
desk to grab his phone, wallet and keys.
got up as well, not really knowing what to do with yourself now that he was
about to leave. While he was there, showering, you had focused on the sound of
the water, thinking about him with his hair wet and brushed back, and somewhat
in control, for once. Then, you watched him come out of the bathroom, body dry,
except for the few drops that fell from his still-dripping hair.
got distracted following the drops’ path from the spot where you were lying
down on the bed. He caught you staring but said nothing; he just smiled once he
turned to retrieve the suit he had chosen from his side of the closet,
comfortable being like that around you.
he finally asked you to help him tape the mic’s wires to his body and to assess
whether the mic was noticeable inside his tie, your hands started shaking. It
was real. It was going to happen. And
now that he was about to walk through the front door, you were officially on the
verge of a nervous breakdown.
took a deep breath as he left the room and felt your heart beating slightly
less erratically, but your eyes must have told him how you really felt because
he stopped once he came into the bedroom again.
approached you and took your hand in his, intertwining your fingers. Since you
didn’t want to meet his eyes, you dropped them to your feet, and so he took advantage
of your similar heights to lean his forehead against yours.
to me,’ he implored, and you closed your eyes, focusing solely on his soothing
voice, ‘I’m going to be fine. We’ve handled these kinds of situations before
and they have all turned out alright. This is no different in that sense. It’s
just me getting a little bit closer to the action. I’ll be fine. Please, trust
me on this.’
gently grabbed the back of your head with his other hand and he kissed you on
the forehead, before whispering the three words that had taken him such a long
time to utter. You stood there alone for a second, processing what had just
happened, and ran after him.
you yelled from the middle of the living room.
had his hand on the handle but stopped at the urgency in your voice. You walked
up to him and now it was your turn to grab him by the neck. However, this time,
you didn’t go for a chaste gesture like he had done. You crashed your lips
against his and felt that same rush from your first date once you felt his lips
moving in perfect synch with yours.
continued for a few minutes, until his phone rang again, signalling that he
really needed to leave.
sorry- mmm’ he started saying but you interrupted him with another, more
know,’ you sighed and reluctantly let go of his face. ‘I love you, too, by the
gave you the brightest smile before he opened the door and left you to the most
stressful couple hours of your life.
The relief you
felt when Penelope Garcia called you to tell you everything was fine and that she
expected you to come to her impromptu ‘I’m-free-again-baby!’ party at Morgan’s
-her words, not yours- was indescribable. You truly didn’t calm down until you
followed her out the door with Savannah and found her hugging the love of your life.
eyeing you closely and told you:
‘It never gets
easier for us, huh?’
‘It sure doesn’t,’
you replied and shared a smile only you two understood. ‘Hey, is it okay if we
laughed and then added when you hesitated, ‘Come on, go to him!’ she even pushed
you a little bit on the shoulder to get you moving.
When your eyes
connected with Spencer’s, it felt like the sound of the entire world
disappeared. You could see cars driving by; you could see Morgan laughing as Penelope
spoke happily, drunk on both her new-found freedom and the amount of alcohol
she had consumed already. And yet, nothing interrupted the silence created by your
own personal bubble.
ran past you, and Morgan and Savannah followed her in fear of what her drunken
state might cause in their house, you walked up to him.
‘Hi,’ he said
smiling shyly. And just like that, the spell was broken.
you wanted to kiss him senseless, but PDA was something you both tried to stay
away from. ‘Shall we walk home?’
‘Yeah,’ he agreed
and you started a silent stroll along the streets.
It was a good
ten minutes before either of you spoke again.
‘I… I want
to tell you all about tonight but I really don’t want to talk about it right
now. Is that… okay?’ he looked up and gave you his big, puppy eyes that you
couldn’t say no to.
whatever you need,’ you conceded. You were happy to give him that since you
weren’t certain you could take the
story that night.
‘I really just
want to go home, lay down next to you and sleep for at least two days,’ he
sighed, confessing how truly exhausted he felt.
great Spencer Reid, three times PhD, reveals his true feelings to the world!
Shocker!’ you teased him.
‘Shut up! I’m
trying, alright?’ he gave you a bigger smile this time, the one you only saw
around the apartment when it was just the two of you, away from the world.
‘Oh, I know,’
you bumped his shoulder as you walked side by side. ‘Hey, it’s not to get you
to start talking but, I just want you to know that I was pretty much climbing
the walls while I waited for Garcia to call.’
‘I’m sorry… Nothing
else to say comes to mind. At least, nothing useful,’ he told you, his voice
fading towards the end.
know, for a genius-’
can be a bit thick sometimes,’ he interrupted you with a grin. ‘Yeah, but you’re
always there to help me figure things out.’
then extended his hand to you, and you took it, happy that he was safe and sound.