Request: hey! can you write a fluffy imagine where spencer spends the whole day with you and your guy’s son :) I would love to see spence in some dad action I feel like he would be so cute dad action I feel like he would be so cute
Note: I agree omg I’m in love with the idea
Warnings: Spencer being the best dad imaginable, fluff ;D
The coffee pot gurgled beside you as the machine began to brew the coffee. You leaned patiently against the granite countertop, tapping your fingers rhythmically against the surface. The early Saturday morning sun streamed in through the large window above the sink, lighting up the whole kitchen. You smiled to yourself, knowing today would be a nice day and hoping that you would be able to spend it with your boys.
Last night, you and Spencer had finally come home after a week long case in Utah. You know your son, Ethan (inspired by Alex Blake’s son), would love to spend the day with his parents. You know that because last night when you returned, his nanny told you about the week and how every night before he went to sleep he would try to stay up a bit in hopes of seeing his mom and dad. Even though the kid was three, he was incredibly observant and already comprehending things you wouldn’t expect a three-year-old to understand. After all, he is Spencer’s kid and this same kid is reading at a second-grade reading level.
Speaking of the devil, you see a small mop of chocolate brown curls sticking in all different directions enter into the kitchen, a very small plush toy of Captain Kirk from Star Trek in his hand. Spencer had gotten him that toy after they both saw the movies and got Ethan to fall in love with them too, and while you and he were on a case in a different state, Spencer somehow came across a pair of Kirk and Vulcan plushies. He brought them home and gave Captain Kirk to Ethan while he kept Spock. Since then, Kirk hasn’t left his dirty little hands - not even for a wash.
“Mommy!” Ethan exclaims in delight once he sees you. You quickly bend down and let the toddler run into your open arms. His small arms are tightly wrapped behind your back as he snuggles his face into the crook of your neck.
“Hi baby, I missed you,” you whisper, smoothing the back of his hair.
“I missed you too, mommy,” he replies softly and pulls away. “Where is daddy?”
“Daddy is asleep,” you say, pressing a finger against your lips in efforts to keep your son hushed. You know how much Spencer longs to see his son while he is away and if Ethan were to wake him up right now, Spencer wouldn’t care. But you do. He hardly sleeps when he’s away and now that you’re finally home, you will have him asleep as long as you can.
“I will be super quiet!” Ethan says in a hushed tone.
“That’s my boy,” you smile. “Are you hungry?” Ethan gives you a quick nod, his tongue sticking out like an excited puppy.
You sat Ethan on the counter beside you as you prepped the pancake batter mix and chit-chatted with him about his week and told him a less gruesome and more sanitized story of your most recent unsub. You went back and forth between the stove and counter several times, conversating with your child all while cooking up the pancakes and bacon.
“Daddy!” Ethan suddenly screams. You turn around to see Spencer entering the kitchen, a bright smile on his face once he sees the two of you. You see Ethan struggling to leap off the counter so you lift him up and put him down before he runs over to his dad’s arms. The second Ethan leaps into Spencer’s arms, Spencer lifts him up in a tight embrace and hugs him like his life depended on it.
“Hey, buddy!” Spencer greets him with the same enthusiasm. “I have something planned for us today.”
“Really!” Ethan asks excitedly.
“Yeah, you, me and mommy,” Spencer grins, looking up at you. You smile back at him, enjoying the warm feeling in your body at the sight of Spencer and Ethan.
“Yay,” Ethan claps his hands happily.
“But first, we all have to eat so we can get our basic nutrients of the day,” Spencer says as he strolls over to the coffee pot and serving himself his daily cup. He then goes over to the dining table and sits down with Ethan on his lap. You had already put all the prepared food on the table and Spencer looked up at you gratefully.
“Yup! Breakfast is the most important meal of the day,” you say, serving Ethan a small plate of a cut-up pancake.
“Tell mommy what I taught you the other day,” Spencer says looking down at the toddler in his lap. Ethan looked up at him curiously before Spencer leans down and whispers something in his ear. Ethan’s smile grows and he nods.
“Thank you, mommy!” Ethan yells and you laugh.
“Thank you,” Spencer says right after.
“You guys are very welcome,” you smile.
You all ate breakfast in pure bliss. Spencer helped Ethan eat and made small conversations with him and you all while playing a crossword puzzle that didn’t even last that long. You don’t even know why it surprised you when you expected nothing less of him. This was Spencer Reid we’re talking about.
“Alright, I think it is time for you to go get dressed,” Spencer announces as he sets Ethan on the floor.
“I’ll get him dressed-” you begin to stand up but Spencer places his hand on top of yours.
“Not a chance, I’ll take care of this,” Spencer quickly interjects. “After making us breakfast today, you deserve the fourteen minutes of rest.”
“Fourteen minutes?” You question.
“Yeah, that’s how long it usually takes for Ethan to get dressed, brush his teeth and comb his hair,” Spencer says as if it were nothing.
“I didn’t even know that was how long it took,” you say.
“Well on the days where he’s frustrated it could take up to thirty minutes but seeing as he’s pretty content today it should be fourteen minutes.”
“You are incredible, Dr. Reid,” you compliment, looking up at him amazed. Spencer leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead before turning his attention back to Ethan.
Spencer and Ethan disappear into the hallway and for a while, they’re gone. So you finished your coffee in peace and made your way to your bedroom in order to get dressed for the day Spencer had planned.
As you were flipping through items of clothing in your closet, you hear small and quick steps hitting the wooden floors behind you. You knew exactly whose little feet were making that noise. You turn around and find Ethan peering up at you, a hairbrush in his hand.
“Mommy, can you make my hair not ugly?” Ethan asks, a pout on his face. “Daddy makes it look more ugly.”
You can’t help the laugh that escapes your throat as you pictured Spencer trying to comb out Ethan’s hair. Ethan most likely had a pouty face as Spencer brushed through the knots and couldn’t get the perfect ringlets on Ethan’s head to curl.
“Come here, kiddo,” you bend down and pick up Ethan before carrying him into the bathroom and sitting him on one of the counters.
You continued to spray some water into his waves and began brushing through them ever so gently. You occasionally passed through a knot which in turn would cause Ethan to let out an “owie!”. Spencer comes into the bathroom moments later, a slight furrow in his brow.
“What happened to you?” You ask.
“I couldn’t brush his hair right,” Spencer pouts.
“Mommy has the magic touch,” you boast, exaggeratively flipping your hair over your shoulder. Spencer cracks a smile and runs a hand through his hair.
“That she does,” he winks and you giggle.
“Alright, little E,” you breathe out, setting the brush down. “You’re all done.”
Ethan turns his head to look at himself in the large mirror behind him. He smiles his toothy grin and brings one of his hands up to pat his head. He then begins to stand up and admire himself even more. He takes one step towards the mirror and presses his hands and face against the glass.
“Thank you, mommy,” Ethan turns around and smiles at you and you return the gesture. He begins to walk towards you and sits down like he was before.
“You’re so cute!” You coo, taking his small head in your hands and placing kisses all over his soft skin.
“I want hugs and kisses too,” Spencer says quietly from beside you.
“Should we give daddy hugs and kisses too?” You ask your three-year-old.
Without hesitation, Ethan nods eagerly, immediately reaching out to his father. Spencer takes one step towards you and envelops the both of you in a strong embrace. Ethan stands up once again and puts one of his hands on Spencer’s arm for support before leaning in and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“Aww, he gave you a kiss,” you exclaim excitedly.
Spencer smiled widely at the boy in front of him before leaning him forward and pressing a longing kiss on the top of his head.
“Where are we going, daddy?” Ethan asks curiously.
When you say you were exhausted, you were exhausted. Spencer’s big day had left all of you tired.
The first activity Spencer had was a visit to the local bookstore where he indulged in a ton of books in Ethan’s reading level and some to add to the collection of storybooks in Ethan’s room.
Then you ended up at the park where Spencer chased Ethan around the playground and you went down the slide with him and pushed him on the swing. After he had gotten tired with that, you went to the ice cream parlor across the street and gotten some cones. You had returned back to the park and sat in peace, all of you eating the sweet snack which Ethan made a total mess of.
Luckily, you being the prepared mom that you are, you carried baby wipes with you in your purse for easy cleanup.
You sat in the grass for a little while longer, Spencer read a few picture books to Ethan but once the ducks came along, the books were no longer in Ethan’s interests. And finally, once Ethan was tired with the ducks, he came back over to you and Spencer. All gross and sweaty.
You all decided to go back home seeing as everyone was exhausted, sweaty and kind of hungry.
Once everyone showered and got changed into their pajamas. Spencer called pizza delivery and popped in a movie for you all to watch.
“Star Trek!” You exclaim, plopping down on the couch with pizza in your hand.
“Again! Yay!” Ethan bounces up and down, his Captain Kirk toy was hugged against his chest. “Daddy, where is your Spock?”
“Spock?” Spencer trails off, putting his hand on his chin. “I don’t know, where could he be?”
“Did you lose him?” Ethan asks sadly.
“Maybe I did,” Spencer frowns. “But how is that possible when he’s right here?”
Spencer whips out the Spock toy from behind Ethan’s ear and he laughs in delight.
“Wow!” Ethan reaches up and touches his ear in astonishment. “Captain Kirk says you are cool.”
“Spock and I send our thanks to Captain Kirk,” Spencer responds.
Your two men settled down once the movie started and instead of watching the movie, you turned your attention towards them. Ethan had found his way under Spencer’s arm, and you could tell the both of them were very comfortable seeing as they were dozing off. You reclined yourself against the back cushions of the sofa and tried dozing off yourself, using the background noise of the movie to help you fall asleep.
As you were finally slipping away, a specific text alert woke you up from your peaceful mindset.
“Oh no,” you mumble, reaching towards your phone.
Penelope Garcia: We have a case :(
It was already nine, your usual bedtime when at home and half of the household was already asleep. To your dismay, you extend a hand towards Spencer and run your fingers through his hair. You move your hand down to his cheek and run the pad of your thumb over his cheekbone. He slowly stirs and his eyelids flutter.
“Let me guess,” he whispers, bringing his hand up to hold yours on his face. “We have a case.”
“You are correct,” you smile sadly.
“At least we got to spend time with him today,” Spencer says, smiling down at Ethan. “I missed him, a lot.”
“I know you did,” you respond quietly. “I did too.”
“I wish we can just be like this all the time, but our jobs,” Spencer trails off.
“Our jobs get in the way of being with Ethan, but our jobs are also the biggest part of our lives, it’s who we are,” you say, trying your best to look on the bright side.
“I know,” he whispers. “Okay we can just tuck him in and then we can go.”
You eagerly nod and stand up from the couch once Spencer picks up Ethan. You follow him into the bedroom and rush over to Ethan’s bed to push back the covers so Spencer can put him inside. You send a quick text to his nanny, hoping she would respond and she does so minutes later with an “I’ll be right over.”
Ethan was tucked into his covers, his angelic features at rest. His breaths were soft and quiet and left through his mouth. His hair was sprawled out in all different directions once again.
“I think we should give Ethan a little sister,” you wonder aloud. You see Spencer do a double-take and then give you a bright smile.
“I think so too!” Spencer nods. “Although, statistically speaking, the odds of you having a girl are-”
“We are having a girl,” you interject sternly.
“We are having a girl,” Spencer repeats, nodding at the statement.
and that was daddy Spence ;D <3 sorry if it wasn’t that good but I still have all these other dad requests that I could do so this isn’t the last of father Spencer !