Requested by anonymous: “can you write a Spencer Valentine’s Day one?”
HECK YES! It’s Valentine’s Day and sorry if this is really cheesy but I want to marry Spencer Reid.
Warnings: none maybe??
“Nope. No.” You shake your head.
“Why?” Spencer asks you with an innocent look on his face.
“I hate Valentine’s Day.” You state, folding your arms. “We can go out to dinner or buy each other gifts any other time. Why does there have to be a certain day of the year to do it?”
“While some believe that Valentine’s Day is celebrated in the middle of February to commemorate the anniversary of Valentine’s death or burial–which probably occurred around A.D. 270–others claim that the Christian church may have decided to place St. Valentine’s feast day in the middle of February in an effort to “Christianize” the pagan celebration of Lupercalia. Celebrated at the ides of February, or February 15, Lupercalia was a fertility festival dedicated to Faunus, the Roman god of agriculture, as well as to the Roman founders Romulus and Remus.” He says.
You stare at him in bored and not understanding what he just rambles on about.
“Spencer if you really want to go out to dinner tonight I will. Not because I want to but for you.” You say.
“I really want to.” He says.
You sigh, placing your hand on his cheek before kissing him.
“You do love me don’t you?” He smirks and you roll your eyes.
“Most days.” You joke.
After you finished getting ready you made spencer wear a tie that matched your dress.
You didn’t want to go but if you were being forced to you’re going all out.
In all the four years you and Spencer had been dating he had always had to work on Valentine’s Day which made it easy for you.
You had always thought of Valentine’s Day as such a stupid thing. Like you had to celebrate it or your relationship was doomed to end.
This is the first year you and to worry about it with Spencer.
By the way you two were dressed up it was most likely a fancy place. He took your arm and escorted you into the car, being his usual gentleman self.
When you got to the restaurant you smile.
“Spence!” You gasp.
The place you two met, it was a nice Thai place. You were here celebrating your dad’s birthday and Spencer was here with the team. You kept making eye contact with him the whole night and just before you were about to leave you slipped him your number.
That felt like just yesterday but now the Doctor was your whole world. You two had been through so much together you don’t quite remember life without him.
He made reservations and we were sat at the same table I was sitting with my father just years before.
“Do you hate the idea now?” He asks looking at his menu.
“I hate that you had to wait until Valentine’s Day to do something this sweet.” You bite and he scowls at you.
You blow a kiss back and it makes his crack a smile. You end up even ordering the same thing, you and your boyfriend talk about the first time you saw each other.
Granted you were doing most of the talking he just seemed to watch and listen to you.
“I remember when I gave you my number you looked so confused. I could have never guessed you were a genius.” I tease.
He smiles and looks around. Almost as if he waiting for someone else.
A female waiter walks up, “Excuse me can we get a dessert menu.” Spencer asks and she nods.
Swinging around and as she does a glass of water falls off her tray and nearly on Spencer.
“Oh my.” You say, standing to your feet.
“It’s okay. Why don’t you go get some paper towels from the bathroom.” Spencer says smiling.
Is he finding this funny? You don’t argue though, you walk in the direction of the bathroom. Going in and retrieving multiple paper towels before walking out.
When you got back to the table Spencer was no longer there and the water was almost fully cleaned up.
You look around for Spencer, maybe he went to go get paper towels too.
You hear the screech of a microphone and the whole restaurant goes quiet.
“Hello.” You recognized the voice of your boyfriend. He is staying at the front of the restaurant.
What on earth is he doing?
“Hello I’m Dr. Spencer Reid. I’m here with my- my girlfriend her name is y/n. I know it’s Valentine’s Day so I’ll try not to take up too much of your time.” He stands up on a chair.
You wanted to smack him for drawing so much attention to you. You were naturally just a very shy person and he knew you hated other people’s eyes on you.
That’s when you start recognizing familiar faces. Derek and his wife are sitting at the table just feet away from where Spencer way. JJ and Will at the table next to them.
Okay. Now I’m curious to what’s going on.
“So I met y/n just over four years ago here in this very restaurant. She was with her father and I was with some coworkers. As soon as I saw her walk into the restaurant I was so fascinated by her. She looked like how I imagined this girl would look like in my favorite book. Her eyes were curious and wondering the room and right away I wanted to know her. Which is quite weird actually. My whole life has been haunted by statistics and up until that night all I was thinking about were the people who never get married. More or less the people who spend the rest of their lives alone.” He looks at you.
You couldn’t believe this was happening. Had he planned this the whole time? Was what you were expecting to come next actually going to happen?
“Today there is only 51% of adults married. Which is a drop from 72% in 1960. Being 30 years old and still single 5 years ago scared me more than I would admit. Most of my friends were married or in a relationship then there was me. So when I came here that night and met the love of my life I knew almost right away I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.” Spencer continues.
I cover my mouth, tears collection in my eyes. I jump when someone touches my shoulder. It is one of the employees, pushing me towards the front of the restaurant until I’m next to Spencer who hops off the chair.
I start to fully cry when he reaches into his pocket. Pulling out a rectangle shaped box and getting down on one knee.
“Will you marry me?” He asks.
I’m at a loss for words. All I can do is nod for a couple seconds until my voice finally comes back to me.
“Yes.” I practically scream.
Everyone in the restaurant starts cheering. Spencer smiles like an idiot while slipping the ring on my finger and he stands up to hug me. I hug him tighter than ever.
I knew a long time ago I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Spencer. I want to have his kids and grow old with him.
“I love you Spencer Reid.” I say into his ears as the everyone cheers for our future.