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A/N: A repost of one of my FAVORITE stories, enjoy lovelies!
“I honestly do not remember the last time I had a weekend off,
how do you even spend a weekend off?” you set the fresh cup of coffee in front
of JJ “What are you doing this weekend?”
“Hanging out with my boys, I think we’re going to the zoo” she
said taking a sip. You guys were guaranteed a weekend off, which was rare.
Unless people started dying left and right, in the same city, around the same
time, with some more than suspicious similarities you were off.
“That sounds awesome, what about you Spence, any big plans?”
Spencer had been reading through most of the flight back home. “I had this high
school reunion thing” he said not looking away from the page.
“Had? Had as in you’re not going any more?” you questioned,
“Yeah, I don’t think I want to go” he said still concentrated.
“Why don’t you want to go” probably a question you shouldn’t
ask. You and Spencer weren’t completely close, mostly because he wouldn’t warm
up to you. After months of being of the team, seven months to be exact, he
still would not look at you in your eyes. He wouldn’t laugh at your jokes, no
matter how much you tried to bond with him, it wasn’t happening.
“I don’t want to see a bunch of people who bullied me for years”
he said coldly.
“You’re an FBI agent how is any one going to bully you now?” you
“Everyone is probably married, with kids, a family, I wont fit
in, once again” he said refusing to look at you.
“So you won’t go because you don’t have a date?” JJ said.
“I’ll be your date” you said before he could answer her question
“What?” Spencer said looking up at you confused.
“If you seriously want to shut these people up, I’ll be your
date, Ill go”
Spencer was shocked that you would ever suggest that. “You don’t
have to do that.”
JJ was equally as shocked, “Worse case scenario you guys have a
fun weekend in Vegas, you should go” she said trying to be supportive.
“I cant think of a better way to spend my first weekend off!
Vegas it is!”
After spending the flight sleeping you and Spencer headed to the
hotel where the reunion was being held. “Hello, I am here to check in my name
is Spencer Reid” the young girl started to typing. “Im sorry but I don’t have
anything under that name” she looked up at Spencer waiting for his response.
“That’s impossible because I reserved a room weeks ago under Spencer Reid” he
said confused. “I’m sorry sir, but I don’t have anything under that name”
“Look up Y/FLN” You said over Spencer shoulder “Oh yes, I have a
reservation for that, unfortunately since it was made so late I only one room,
queen size bed available”
“That’s fine, well take it” you said calmly.
“Perfect, these are your room keys, and some pamphlets with some
information, you guys are all set”
You took all the information, and grabbed your bags and started
“You cancelled my room reservation?” Spencer said in an angry
tone as you both got into the elevator. “Spencer couples don’t request separate
bedrooms, if you want to fool every one of your old classmates, whom are by the
way staying at this very same hotel, I suggest you be okay with it.” You said
dragging your suitcase into the elevator. “Of course, definitely okay with it”
“So I was thinking about it and I am just going to attend the
dinner tonight, after wards you’re free I’ll be flying back home” Spencer said
watching you as you unpacked part of your suitcase.
“What? Why would you do that?” you said concentrated on your
unpacking. “Because this is ridiculous and although I appreciate you doing this
it isn’t necessary” he sounded annoyed.
Spencer was reading a book as he waited for you to be ready he
was in his usual attire, you decided to spice things up, you walked out of the
bathroom, having finally finished your make up. Spencer closed his book and his
mouth dropped when he saw you, wearing a tight back dress, with black heels,
simple, elegant, a small diamond necklace around your neck. “Alright let’s get
this show on the road” you said grabbing your clutch and cell phone.
walked into the elevator Spencer pressed the ground button “You know in order
for this to work, you’re going to have to pretend to be in love with me” you
said laughing. “Pretend, right, got it” Spencer said in a serious tone.
The evening actually went better than you could have imagined.
You spent the night chatting with everyone, telling crazy stories about the
BAU, embezzling them just enough to make Spencer sound like a hero, which he
had been plenty of times. Spencer continued to make sure your glass was never
empty. Everyone’s eyes were on you both, and surprisingly Spencer had been
dealing well with the situation.
He held your hand when you walked, brushed the
hair out of your face, threw his arm around your shoulder, and even kissed your
cheek. You loved every minute of it, it felt so natural, so right, nothing felt
forced, or rehearsed.
It had come to the end of the night, Spencer could tell
you had way too much to drink. He held your hard as you walked to the elevator,
once you were inside he pressed the number four. You rested your head on his
shoulder, until the elevator doors opened and he led you to your hotel room
door. You took off your shoes as soon as Spencer opened the door, and stumbled
over to the bathroom.
When you walked out you found Spencer preparing the couch. “Just
sleep with me” you blurted out. “What?” he said confused by what he had just
heard. “Sleep with me, in the bed, don’t sleep on the couch” you said
clarifying your statement.
“Right” he said stiffly. “Good job out there tonight, pretending
you loved me, everyone couldn’t stop looking as us, payback is a bitch”
“Pretending, yeah, good job”
You had enough of his cry cut responses for one night, “Spencer
why don’t you like me, I mean for god sake I try really hard, and you’re not
even nice to me” you blurted out.
“I do like you” his voice was low, almost a whisper. “What!?”
you almost shouted.
“I do like you Y/N” he repeated “Just not like this”
“What does that even mean?” you were confused.
“I like you, I like you, like you, not just as friend, or co
worker” he said unable to look at you. As soon as you processed what you had
just heard you walked right over to Spencer pressing your lips against his. His
tongue making his way into your mouth, yours reciprocating its movements. You
couldn’t believe this was happening. “You could’ve just said that months ago” you
said pulling away from him.
“Well I am sorry I am late, but I’m pretty crazy about