Moon, Stars, and Sun
Pairing: Spencer x Reader
Word Count: 1,577
Request: Yes. -Leave requests here
Warnings: none my sensitive loves
Summary: Anon asked: can you do a reid x reader where the reader has a son from when she was raped and her and spence have been dating a while and the biological father is dead and she asks spencer what to tell her son when he starts asking about who his dad is and spencer sees it as the perfect time to propose since he was planning on it anyway and the next day, emily sees the ring and freaks out with joy and tells garcia and jj and the rest of the team?
You curled your knees up to your chest, hugging yourself tight. You had just gotten off the phone with Hotch, and he broke the news that Daniel Gunther, the father of your child, was dead. He died that evening in his prison cell, and although you were relieved that your rapist was gone for good, you couldn’t help but wonder what this meant for Charlie, your son. He was the moon, stars, and sun in your eyes and you didn’t know what you were ever going to tell him when he asked who his father was.
Although he wasn’t old enough to understand much about it yet, you knew he would eventually ask who his real father was, since you met Spencer well after he was born. He was bound to know that he wasn’t his real dad.
Sighing, you turned the TV on in Spencer’s bedroom. You had moved there with Charlie a few months back since you’ve been dating for a while. To your relief, both of the men in your life loved each other immensely, and that just gave you a truly warm feeling in your heart anytime you thought about either of them. Spencer may not be his dad, but he was the perfect father, and that is all you could ask for.
You uncurled your legs and stretched them out in front of you on the bed, focusing your attention back to the TV.
“He’s finally asleep,” you heard a soft voice say from the door. You looked over to see Spencer entering the room and your heart skipped a beat, the love you had for the man evident every time you saw him. “That kid has got so much energy.”
“I know. It’s a miracle when you get him to bed any earlier than midnight,” you said. Your voice was softer than it usually was, and Spencer could tell.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, sitting on the bed next to you.
You shook your head and turned off the TV. “I just got a call from Hotch. Daniel’s dead.”
Spencer’s eyes widened slightly at the news. “When?”
“This evening. They found him dead in his cell. The guards think it was a suicide,” you replied, looking down at your hands folded in your lap.
“Wow,” was all he said. After a few moments of silence, he grabbed your hands and you looked up at him. “What’s the problem?” he asked gently.
“Charlie. His dad is dead. What do I tell him?” you asked.
“Well, you don’t have to tell him anything right now.”
“But he’ll start asking questions, Spence. He knows you aren’t his actual dad and he’ll want to know about him. I’ve tried to come up with a million lies to tell him about his dad, and I know that when the time comes, I won’t have the strength to lie to him,” you said. You surprisingly weren’t crying. Your voice was soft but rushed. He knew you were trying to be strong for your son. That you would do anything for him. And right now, in that moment, he knew he would do the same. Charlie was moon, sun, and stars in his eyes, too, and looking at you in that moment, with your hair unwashed and wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts and a pair of panties, he knew you and Charlie were going to be a part of him for the rest of his life.
“Stay here for just a second,” he said to you, getting up and walking out the door. You had no clue what he was doing, but you watched him walk out the door and waited until he returned moments later, with a hand behind his back. You narrowed your eyes at him as he sat in front of you on the bed, cross legged, his crazy mismatched socks touching your own bare feet.
“I get that you’re scared about Charlie, but the truth is, he’s a really strong kid. There are plenty of things you can tell him about who his father was and what he did for a living, really the possibilities are endless. But why don’t we wait until he is old enough to truly understand? When he asks who his father is, just say it’s me. Because as of right now, it is, isn’t it? I mean you both live with me, and I love you both and I see us as a family, don’t you see us as a family?”
Tears were beginning to stream down your face as you nodded vigorously at him. You did see the three of you as a family.
“And I think the best way to secure that picture,” he said, bringing forward his hidden hand. He was holding a small red velvet box. “Is to ask you this question.” His voice was shaking, as was his hands as it opened the box to reveal the radiant cut diamond ring. You brought your hand to your mouth, hiding your shy smile. “Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N. Make me the luckiest and happiest man on earth by allowing me to be in you and your son’s lives for the rest of mine. Will you marry me?” Tears began to fall from his eyes, too. You looked at the ring, small and delicate, but bright and beautiful. All you could manage was more nodding and a choked out yes.
The smile on Spencer’s face was priceless. In a hurry, he took the ring out of its box and put it on your finger, holding onto your shaking hands with his.
“I love you so much, Spence,” you said through the happiest tears you’ve ever cried.
“I love you, too, y/n,” he replies in a croaky voice. He pulled you into his arms, enveloping your body in his. And that night, without the words, Spencer showed you just how much he loved you.
“Briefing in five,” JJ said, passing by your desk that Monday. You and Spencer kept quiet over the weekend, keeping the news of your engagement to yourselves and Charlie. Going into the bullpen that day, you managed to keep your left hand occupied as not to notify anyone of your news just yet.
“Hey, y/n. I heard about Daniel,” Prentiss said, coming up to your desk.
“Yeah,” is all you said. I mean, what could you say. Without thinking, you ran your hand through your hair, flashing your ring to a gaping Emily.
“Um, what is that?” she asked. You quickly hid your hand behind your head.
“What is what?” you asked nervously, pretending to scratch. For a profiler, you were bad at lying. Emily grabbed your hand and pulled it to her, eyes widening at the diamond upon your finger.
“Oh. My. God!” she yelled just as Garcia walked by.
“What are you screaming about that I am not included in?” she asked. Emily shoved your hand out to let Garcia get a good look at it. “Oh my god!” she said, grabbing your hand too.
“Guys, please,” you said grinning. “We need to get ready for the briefing.”
“When did this happen?” Emily asked with a smile.
“Friday night. He said he was going to do it later this month but he just couldn’t help it I guess,” you told them, grinning even bigger.
“Aww. My heart is so happy for you two,” Garcia said. Her eyes were still on your ring, probably calculating how much money it costed.
“Am I interrupting something little ladies?” Morgan said as he walked up to the group. Penelope grabbed your hand and stuck it out to him.
“Reid proposed Friday. You’re boy didn’t even tell you, did he?” she asked him with a smirk.
“Guys, we need to- oh my god,” JJ said. “Did Spence propose?”
“Well, I guess the cat is just totally out of the bag,” you said with a roll of your eyes.
“What are you guys talking about?” Everyone turned their heads to Spencer, sitting at his desk with a fresh cup of coffee, oblivious.
Gingerly, you hold up your hand to flash the ring to him. He pressed his lips together in obvious embarrassment. You shot him a look of apology as you knew he wanted to be the one to tell everyone.
“How did you propose to your girl without telling me?” Morgan asked, but he was still smiling.
“Guys,” you all heard Hotch from the briefing room. With that one word, everyone straightened up and made their way to the room where him and Rossi were waiting.
“JJ, mind telling me why all of you are late?” Hotch asked, handing out the files for her in frustration.
“Pretty boy asked y/n to marry him,” Morgan answered for her. That made Hotch look over at you and Spencer in surprise.
You shrugged and held up your hand once again to show David and Hotch the diamond.
“Well, I say that as soon as this investigation is closed, we celebrate with a few drinks and dinner,” Emily said taking a seat.
“Congrats,” is all Hotch said to you two, but you could see the hint of a smile on his lips.
“I’m buying,” Rossi added before turning to the board to listen to JJ for the briefing. You looked over at Spencer with a wide smile, and he smiled back at you, grabbing your hand across the table to hold.
You were absolutely the happiest woman on earth.