Spencer Reid x Reader
The team can hear Garcia’s scream from their desks. They used to jump up and run to her office, but now … not so much. Reid sighs and shakes his head, while Prentiss and Morgan laugh and shake their heads. JJ emerges from her office on the second level of the Bullpen and looks down at the three members of the team below her. “What happened now?”
Prentiss smirks and goes back to writing, laughing to herself. “You never know with Garcia.”
The woman in question bursts through the glass doors right then, a flurry of blonde hair and bright colors as she says, “Oh my god oh my god oh my god,” over and over.
“Who announced they’re getting married now?” Prentiss asks. “Emma Stone and Andrew Garfield?”
“As much as I would love that, no,” Garcia responds as she rushes over to them. “What I want to know is what this is!” She stops in front of Reid’s desks and thrusts her phone (her second spare one, that is) in his face. “Enlighten me, Dr. Reid?”
Reid blinks at the sudden intrusion of his personal space before taking Garcia’s hand and moving it back so that he can see what’s on the screen. He swallows when he sees it’s an Instagram post from your account displaying the picture that he currently has set as his home screen on his phone. Reid and you are cuddled together with him placing a kiss on your cheek, and you laughing.
He raises his eyebrows and spins back around in his chair, burying himself back in his work. “Right. That.”
He can practically feel Garcia’s body heat rising. “That’s all you have to say?” she squeals.
“What is it, Baby Girl?” Morgan asks, leaning over in his cubicle/desk. Prentiss does the same.
Garcia walks quickly over to him. “Only our favorite doctor cuddled up with the nicest, most beautiful woman on the planet!” She thrusts the phone in Morgan’s face. Prentiss leans over and looks also.
After examining the photo for a few seconds, Morgan raises his eyebrows playfully and faces Reid. “What is this, prettyboy?”
JJ sighs from where she still stands on the second level. “Did (y/n) post the picture?”
“Yup,” Reid responds, still not looking up from the file he’s reading.
Prentiss looks up at JJ. “You knew about this?” she asks.
The blonde raises her eyebrows. “He’s the Godfather of my child. Of course I knew.” She smiles and walks back into her office, leaving Garcia, Morgan, and Prentiss gaping at her. But they quickly turn their attention back to the doctor.
Morgan whistles appreciatively. “Almost a million likes. Who is this girl, Garcia?”
“She’s totally famous on Instagram and practically everywhere else!” Garcia exits out of the picture of you and Reid and scrolls through your feed so they can see the rest of your pictures. “She’s not really a model, but she also is? I guess? She’s mostly a role model, for, like, everyone, and she raises money for charities and all of that amazing stuff.”
“So this is your girl, kid?” Morgan asks.
Reid finally looks up from his file and looks at Morgan. “My girlfriend, yes. (y/n) and I met about eight months ago when she was on a trip here to D.C. Things just kind of escalated from there, and…here we are. We didn’t really want to tell anyone and let it get out until we were ready.”
“And when, pray tell, were you going to tell us, then?” Prentiss asks.
Reid smiles. “She’s coming to team dinner at Rossi’s on Saturday.”
Garcia makes an almost inhuman squeaking noise at the news, while Morgan and Prentiss just smile. “There we go, kid!” Morgan yells.
“Hey.” The four team members look up at Hotch, who had just walked out of his office. “When you’re all done, BAU room. We have a case.” After they all nod, Hotch continues on his way to their meeting space.
They all stand up and start to gather their things for the meeting. Garcia walks by Reid and places a big kiss on his cheek. He can’t help but blush at the physical contact. “Congratulations.” she says sincerely.
He smiles. “Thanks, Garcia.”
Prentiss and Morgan walk up to him next, and the latter claps Reid on the shoulder with a grin. “Way to go, prettyboy. Your charms finally worked.”
Reid chuckles. “I didn’t even have to use magic this time.”
Morgan grins and wraps his arm around the boy’s shoulders, pulling him into him as they walk up to the meeting.