“Hey. First of all I love how you write💕.Can you do a imagine like this :you’re are Spencer s bestfriend and he’s mad at you because you helped with the lie that Emily is dead (season 6) , you have a fight and he tells something like “I’m so mad at you ,I could kiss you.” Thank you 💕”
Thanks!!! Hope this works for you!!
“Reid! Reid please come back here and talk to me!” you yelled, watching Spencer ignore you once again, walking away from you in the bullpen.
Spencer had just found out last week that Emily was not actually dead, and that you, Hotch, and JJ had covered for her without telling him. The fact that you knew made him feel especially betrayed, as you two had become extremely close friends during his grieving process. He came to your house almost every night to talk and hang out, not wanting to be alone in his sadness.
After work at the BAU, you decided to take matters into your own hands and go to confront Spencer at his apartment. You knocked on the door lightly, slowly moving out of the way of the peep hole so Spence wouldn’t see you and hopefully open the door. As soon as he opened it and saw you, he tried to close it again, but you stopped him.
“Spencer please, we have to talk about this,” you say, forcing your way into his apartment.
Spencer turned around and closed the door, with a look of fury in his eyes.
“Talk about what?!” Spencer yelled. “Talk about how you lied to me, how I could have gone back on my meds, how you didn’t feel the need to tell your best friend something to make him happy again? Is that what you want to talk about?”
Beginning to feel frustrated, you yelled back, “Spencer! I did that for your own good and safety. Hotch would have fired me, and Em wouldn’t have been safe, and–”
“God, I’m so mad I could kiss you right now!” Spencer said, cutting you off.
Both of you fell silent.
Spencer looked over at you, his cheeks red.
“What did you say, Spence?” you asked, looking back over at him.
He took a few steps closer to you, his body now only a few inches away from yours.
“I said that I was so mad, I could kiss you,” he said, then leaned in, placing his hands on your cheeks.
His lips connected with yours, and your lips began to move in unison with one another. You wrapped your arms around his neck, playing with his hair.
After pulling back, you looked up at Spencer. “I didn’t know I had to make you mad for you to finally kiss me,” you say with a small smirk.
Spencer smiled back. “I’m still not too happy about the Emily situation, but our time together has made me realize how I feel. I like you more than a best friend Y/N. I want to be your boyfriend, so I can kiss you like that every day.”
“I could want nothing more, Spencer.”