Requested by anon: “Could you do the anything you write on your skin appears on you your soulmates skin au with Reid”
A/N: I wasn’t too sure on what this AU was but I had it explained. I also made it so that names and places of living wouldn’t work because that would be to easy lol.
You didn’t really understand the whole, write on your skin and it shows up on your soulmate’s skin thing. There were limits to it and rules. Knowing that you couldn’t put down your name or where you are because it wouldn’t show on their skin.
But what you also didn’t understand was what the hell your soulmate was constantly writing on his arm or hand. So many math equations and book references. Often times people would look at it and ask what the writing was, you’d simply answer “I guess my soulmate’s a math nerd?”
Not knowing how incredibly right you were.
You’re a simple grad student. Studying to become a psychiatrist, wanting nothing more than to help people. So all this writing on your arm was a bit distracting. Did your soulmate not know about the bond? Or just not have the time to find paper?
Who knows at this point, right now you were just trying to decipher what all of it was.
Sitting in a coffee shop you stared at your arm. Examining every piece of information. Letting out a huff at the undecipherable letters and numbers, except for the formula ∑=MC^2 which you recognized from senior year physics.
Giving up you clicked the power button on your computer. The screen lighting up before turning back off again. “What the hell?” you mumbled jamming the button a couple of times. “Shit” running your hands through your hair. “No, my resume. I didn’t save it.” groaning to nobody in particular.
“Fear not!” a voice said from beside you. It startling you. “Oh god” holding your hand to your chest. “Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you” A blonde woman said smiling. “I just saw you having computer troubles and I know my way around a motherboard so may I?” she gestured to your computer.
“Have at it” you pushed it toward her.
Shocked when witnessing her having it up and running within a few clicks. “What? How’d you?” reaching and moving the touch pad. Immediately saving your resume on the page. “Thank you so much! You just saved my future”
“No problem, I’m Penelope by the way” she held a hand out to you. “[F/n]” taking it while introducing yourself. Though her eyes widened at the mathematical equations and information on your arm. “Whoa” she said but soon recognized the handwriting.
“Oh my god you need to come with me!” She began to smile excitedly. “Um okaay?” you said before grabbing your things and following her. Luckily not having any other plans that day.
Not expecting to end up inside the FBI building. “Am I allowed to be in here?” asking while following her through a hallway, to a pair of double glass doors.
“Yes, as long as you’re with me. I think.” Penelope said excitedly.
“Good morning princess” A man said coming over to you both. “Not now chocolate thunder I need to find Reid.” she held a finger to him while passing. “Um ouch” he commented catching up to you “I’m sorry who are you?” smiling at you.
“Uh [F/n], Penelope saved my computer, and told me I had to come with her here now. I’m just as confused as you are” you shrugged and he laughed. “Well that’s Garcia for ya. I’m SSA Derek Morgan, nice to meet you” offering you a hand.
“Likewise” shaking it in return. Walking into the bullpen Penelope yelled “REID!” startling you again. Damn she’s good at that.
A man looked up from his book to see the woman running over to him. “Come here” she pushed him toward you. “[F/n] meet Spencer, Spencer [F/n]” she quickly introduced you.
He smiled at you awkwardly, as you gave a simple “Hi” the other members in the area just watching confused.
“Uhh Garcia what’s going on?” Another blonde haired woman asked from her desk.
“J.J. Shh, [F/n] and Spencer are going to compare arms!” She turned back to the both of you. “COMPARE ARMS!” she yelled.
You pulled up your sleeve to reveal the writing on it. Spencer’s eyes widened before he did the same. “Boom soulmates! You’re welcome” she cheered as everyone, including you and Spencer, just stared shocked.
“Uhh” you said looking down at your arm. “Alright then. Just a few questions. What the hell is going on? What the hell is written on my arm? Are you some kind of Einstein or something? And do you want to get dinner this weekend?” your rapid tone disorienting a few of the profilers.
He processed your words for a moment before answering “Honestly couldn’t tell you. It’s a series of equations used from a case we just solved. I have an eidetic memory but that’s what some people say. And yes I would like to.”
You smiled, “Well glad that’s cleared up”
“I am as well. I look forward to getting to know you better” He smiled. Surprising all of his co-workers with his calmness.
“Did Reid just get a date?” Morgan looked at the other members confused before back at the pair of you. “Oh it’s the end times” Rossi commented before the whole team nodded.
Even a room full of profilers couldn’t decipher what just happened.
What she means:
reid is innocent and he's too pure and gentle to be in prison and he doesn't deserve it and he deserves to be on bail but he's not and it isn't fair and my poor baby needs to be at home with his mother and I'm bawling rn and he's so sweet and innocent and I hate the writers right now I swear if this is Matthew's way of leaving the show I quit an-
“Sorry I’m late, traffic was …” you trail off when you see your team staring at you silently with expecting eyes, “ … killer.” You clear your throat nervously. “What’s up?”
Hotch crosses his arms. “How long did you think you were going to keep this from us?”
You frown. “Keep what?”
JJ closes her eyes and says: “We know about (d/n), (y/n).”
“What we want to know,” Prentiss cuts in, “is why you didn’t tell us.”
Sighing, you sink into your usual chair around the table. After a moment of silence, you look at Reid. “Did you figure it out?”
He opens his mouth to reply when Morgan says: “We all did.”
You nod. “Okay.” Another bout of silence passes through the room as they all look at you expectantly. “I had (d/n) a year and a half ago, before i joined the team. Her father … wasn’t the best man, and I kept her a secret from you guys, I guess because it was easier.
“I never knew that I would grow to think of you guys as my family,” you continue. Garcia smiles at that and takes your hand. “I just didn’t know how to tell you.”
After a couple seconds of silence, Rossi claps his hands together, startling you. “Well, I don’t know about the rest of you, but I want to meet the little (l/n).” The rest of your team chimes in their agreements and you laugh.
“Alright, alright. After this case is over, dinner at my house. Rossi can give us all another cooking lesson.” The older man starts to protest to the others’ cheers and laughs. “Good?” you ask.
“Good.” Garcia smiles and stands up, and Hotch pats your shoulder on the way to his chair.
You hear the door click shut, but don’t turn away from watching the unsub through the glass. “You didn’t have to do that, you know.”
“He threatened you."
"Well, then indirectly.” You turn to face Morgan, who’s crossing his arms over his chest, frustrated. “Bottom line is: He threatened you. ‘You’d be perfect’ is a threat."
You sigh and step up to your friend, placing your hands on his shoulders. "I can protect myself."
Morgan chuckles. "I know that. Doesn’t mean I can’t too."
A moment of silence passes in which the two of you just look at each other.
You both jump when the door to the hallway opens. JJ stands in the doorway, blue eyes passing back and forth between you and Morgan curiously. "Hotch is about to start the briefing.”
Morgan clears his throat and nods, stepping past her and into the hallway. You go to follow, but JJ stops you on the way out.
She smirks at you with one eyebrow quirked knowingly. “Did I just interrupt something?"
Your cheeks flame. "No.” Her smile only grows, and you scurry off down the hall after Morgan.