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spencer and his bau!secret wife eloped😊✨

the case had affected spencer on a profound level; it made him question alot of things about his life— and as he lies awake in that hotel room, reflecting about his life and his achievements, he couldn't help but think there was something missing... a very important something.

his job had provided him with little to no room to entertain relationships, but it was his luck, or his misfortune, that he found that connection with his teammate; you.

your relationship wasn't yet established, both agreeing to keep things casual and slow. test the waters, learn the more intimate habits of eachother... basically, to safeguard the dynamics of the team, and to maintain your friendship, neither of you wanted to jump the gun and instead, foster a deeper connection that runs just beyond a skin deep attraction.

he knew all about the terms you've established, but it didn't deter him from knocking at your door, in the middle of the night.

“spence? what..” your words were muffled by the eager kiss he places on you, hands finding purchase on your waist.

“marry me.” he voices, eyes ablaze with resoluteness, while you blink slowly, breathing heavily as if you'd just got the wind knocked out of you.

it could very well be, because the intensity he conveyed with the tentative brush of his lips were tanamount to the wind being knocked out of you. you still think you were in a sort of dream, because there was no plausible explanation as to why he would ask for marriage when... when you've only been seeing eachother for two months!

“spence, i.. i don't understand.” you furrow your eyebrows, confused. you brush the stray curl on his eyes, resting your hand on his neck and petting him absentmindedly.

“let's get married. now. tonight.” he follows up, eyes pleading and his hands gripping you to him with urgency. “we can find a church, get somebody to officiate, we'll sign the paperwork afterwards and submit it. let's have our honeymoon in italy, in spain; wherever you want.” he whispers, pressing his forehead to yours. “i will take care of you forever. i will give you everything you want, i—” he exhales. “there is nothing i wouldn't do for you, darling.” the last words were getting smaller, as if he were losing his confidence.

your heart stutters in your chest, biting your lower lip. this is fucking crazy. “okay.. but i don't have a white dress..” you whisper, watching his expression bright up comically.

you laugh, when he picks you up and spins you around, kissing eachother with a smile. “i promise, you won't regret it.” he murmurs, reverently, looking at you as if you were the sun.

“i know i won't, spence.” you preen, interlocking your fingers, and then.. and then you were in a small church, in the middle of nowhere, vowing to love and cherish eachother.

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room sharing with reid? maybe smut?? bau team is banging on their walls, screaming "let us sleep!" 😭😭😭

OH OFCOURSE Y'ALL LOUD

you're lost to the rest of the world, too far blissed out to even stop the whimpers and moans from escaping; you're both so out of it that reid doens't even notice how y'all are giving the rest of the hotel floor a free (unprovoked🤭🤭) show.

“takin me so well, darling...” he drawls, a breathy groan accompanying the sharp thrust of his hips, the lewd sounds of flesh meeting flesh further betraying the activity you found yourselves occupied with.

“s-spence,” your mouth falls open when he hits a spot.. so.. deep within you, your back arching to meet his thrusts, aching to find your sweet release with eachother's bodies.

spencer coos, “m here pretty girl. i got you,” you whine, eyes hazy with unshed tears while your legs tremble and shake at his ministrations. you wrapped it around his waist, both groaning at the sensation of being so locked and close with eachother until—

“IF YOU DON'T LET ANYBODY SLEEP IN THIS MOTHERFUCKER—” an unfamiliar voice, bangs annoyedly at the walls.

“please!! we know you're happy, but we're tired! keep it down!” came the unenthusiastic yell from the other side, the voice familiar to that of prentiss.

both you and spencer look at eachother, shock and embarassment coloring your cheeks red; but your husband merely chuckles at you, pressing his face at the crook of your neck while you whine in shame.

“oh no..” you squeak, “we should— ah!” your yelp was accompanied by the smug look spencer wore, breathy sighs and tender kisses placed along your chest.

“we should keep quiet then, darling? can you do that for me? my pretty baby...” he huffs, and you shake your head pleadingly at the mischief you can clearly see in his face. “shh...” his fingers find your nub, and you place your hands on your mouth to muffle the moans, as he preemtively rubs your pearl... oh it will be a long night.

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room sharing with reid? maybe smut?? bau team is banging on their walls, screaming "let us sleep!" 😭😭😭

OH OFCOURSE Y'ALL LOUD

you're lost to the rest of the world, too far blissed out to even stop the whimpers and moans from escaping; you're both so out of it that reid doens't even notice how y'all are giving the rest of the hotel floor a free (unprovoked🤭🤭) show.

“takin me so well, darling...” he drawls, a breathy groan accompanying the sharp thrust of his hips, the lewd sounds of flesh meeting flesh further betraying the activity you found yourselves occupied with.

“s-spence,” your mouth falls open when he hits a spot.. so.. deep within you, your back arching to meet his thrusts, aching to find your sweet release with eachother's bodies.

spencer coos, “m here pretty girl. i got you,” you whine, eyes hazy with unshed tears while your legs tremble and shake at his ministrations. you wrapped it around his waist, both groaning at the sensation of being so locked and close with eachother until—

“IF YOU DON'T LET ANYBODY SLEEP IN THIS MOTHERFUCKER—” an unfamiliar voice, bangs annoyedly at the walls.

“please!! we know you're happy, but we're tired! keep it down!” came the unenthusiastic yell from the other side, the voice familiar to that of prentiss.

both you and spencer look at eachother, shock and embarassment coloring your cheeks red; but your husband merely chuckles at you, pressing his face at the crook of your neck while you whine in shame.

“oh no..” you squeak, “we should— ah!” your yelp was accompanied by the smug look spencer wore, breathy sighs and tender kisses placed along your chest.

“we should keep quiet then, darling? can you do that for me? my pretty baby...” he huffs, and you shake your head pleadingly at the mischief you can clearly see in his face. “shh...” his fingers find your nub, and you place your hands on your mouth to muffle the moans, as he preemtively rubs your pearl... oh it will be a long night.

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x female reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x bau!secret wife #spencer reid x bau!reader #spencer reid

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spencer and his bau!secret wife eloped😊✨

the case had affected spencer on a profound level; it made him question alot of things about his life— and as he lies awake in that hotel room, reflecting about his life and his achievements, he couldn't help but think there was something missing... a very important something.

his job had provided him with little to no room to entertain relationships, but it was his luck, or his misfortune, that he found that connection with his teammate; you.

your relationship wasn't yet established, both agreeing to keep things casual and slow. test the waters, learn the more intimate habits of eachother... basically, to safeguard the dynamics of the team, and to maintain your friendship, neither of you wanted to jump the gun and instead, foster a deeper connection that runs just beyond a skin deep attraction.

he knew all about the terms you've established, but it didn't deter him from knocking at your door, in the middle of the night.

“spence? what..” your words were muffled by the eager kiss he places on you, hands finding purchase on your waist.

“marry me.” he voices, eyes ablaze with resoluteness, while you blink slowly, breathing heavily as if you'd just got the wind knocked out of you.

it could very well be, because the intensity he conveyed with the tentative brush of his lips were tanamount to the wind being knocked out of you. you still think you were in a sort of dream, because there was no plausible explanation as to why he would ask for marriage when... when you've only been seeing eachother for two months!

“spence, i.. i don't understand.” you furrow your eyebrows, confused. you brush the stray curl on his eyes, resting your hand on his neck and petting him absentmindedly.

“let's get married. now. tonight.” he follows up, eyes pleading and his hands gripping you to him with urgency. “we can find a church, get somebody to officiate, we'll sign the paperwork afterwards and submit it. let's have our honeymoon in italy, in spain; wherever you want.” he whispers, pressing his forehead to yours. “i will take care of you forever. i will give you everything you want, i—” he exhales. “there is nothing i wouldn't do for you, darling.” the last words were getting smaller, as if he were losing his confidence.

your heart stutters in your chest, biting your lower lip. this is fucking crazy. “okay.. but i don't have a white dress..” you whisper, watching his expression bright up comically.

you laugh, when he picks you up and spins you around, kissing eachother with a smile. “i promise, you won't regret it.” he murmurs, reverently, looking at you as if you were the sun.

“i know i won't, spence.” you preen, interlocking your fingers, and then.. and then you were in a small church, in the middle of nowhere, vowing to love and cherish eachother.

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x female reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x bau!secret wife #spencer reid x bau!reader #spencer reid

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spencer and his bau!secret wife having a misunderstanding🥹

he still presses his lips to yours in greeting, a smile only reserved for you present on his face; yet it didn't quite reach his eyes.

you notice the changes to his demeanor; shifts you couldn't possibly ignore. you've shared a bed with him for five years, to be estranged with his emotions, and your heart drops. there was the ever present distance both of you choose to ignore, but the elephant in the room needs to be adressed.

you finish your night time routine, and shut off the bathroom light. quietly, you pad towards the bed, and you notice that he was facing the other side, barely acknowledging your presence. you slip under the covers, staring up at the ceiling— before you break.

tears pooling at the corners of your eye, you tried to contain the sniffle that followed. there was an overwhelming burst of emotions that gave you the false courage to finally ask. “spence?” you call.

immediately, he turns towards you, momentarily surprise at your tears and the forlon look you had. then he turned solemn, “what's wrong babe?” his voice wavers, throat welling up with emotions.

this was it, you both thought.

“do you not.. do you not love me anymore?” you whisper, looking at him with red rimmed eyes. the alienation, the silent treatment, the way you slowly drift away from each other day by day. you couldn't understand why, and there was that— that.. lipstick you saw on his collar from the other day, it was a smudge, but it was there.

he is cheating on you.

“what?” spencer stutters, “do you not love me anymore?” he asks, brow furrowing in confusion.

“don't ask me that, you're the one who's been distant.” you quip, lower lip wobbling.

“i thought.. you flinch when i try to be affectionate with you.” he was evidently hurt, “babe, you could barely look at me for too long.”

your sniffles halt, and so does his tears. “what do you mean? we barely even talk spence... we no longer sit down to have proper conversations. you've started taking the other car for work, aren't you—” pursing your lips, you breathe out shakily. “cheating on me?”

“oh, oh.. oh! i would never cheat on you! i love you, darling!” spencer adamantly denies. “fuck, i thought you were leaving me.. i thought you didn't like me anymore, that's why i tried to minimize my presence..” his arms snake around your waist, and you lean into his touch, shaking your head rapidly.

“i wouldn't. not ever.. b-but why are there lipstick stains on your collar?”

he tries to recall an incident where his collar may have been stained, and his eyes brightened. “emily! she was swatching lip colors with garcia, for a gift— and she fixed my skewed collar and tie. please, you can even ask her and garcia.” he swears, anxiety dwindling.

your mouth was agape, “so.. this is all just a big misunderstanding?”

“i'm afraid so.” he murmurs, sighing as if a heavy weight was lifted off his chest. “oh, i missed you so.” spencer cradles you, and your arms snaked around him, nuzzling your face in his chest.

“me too, honey.” you sniffle.

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spencer and his bau!secret wife having a misunderstanding🥹

he still presses his lips to yours in greeting, a smile only reserved for you present on his face; yet it didn't quite reach his eyes.

you notice the changes to his demeanor; shifts you couldn't possibly ignore. you've shared a bed with him for five years, to be estranged with his emotions, and your heart drops. there was the ever present distance both of you choose to ignore, but the elephant in the room needs to be adressed.

you finish your night time routine, and shut off the bathroom light. quietly, you pad towards the bed, and you notice that he was facing the other side, barely acknowledging your presence. you slip under the covers, staring up at the ceiling— before you break.

tears pooling at the corners of your eye, you tried to contain the sniffle that followed. there was an overwhelming burst of emotions that gave you the false courage to finally ask. “spence?” you call.

immediately, he turns towards you, momentarily surprise at your tears and the forlon look you had. then he turned solemn, “what's wrong babe?” his voice wavers, throat welling up with emotions.

this was it, you both thought.

“do you not.. do you not love me anymore?” you whisper, looking at him with red rimmed eyes. the alienation, the silent treatment, the way you slowly drift away from each other day by day. you couldn't understand why, and there was that— that.. lipstick you saw on his collar from the other day, it was a smudge, but it was there.

he is cheating on you.

“what?” spencer stutters, “do you not love me anymore?” he asks, brow furrowing in confusion.

“don't ask me that, you're the one who's been distant.” you quip, lower lip wobbling.

“i thought.. you flinch when i try to be affectionate with you.” he was evidently hurt, “babe, you could barely look at me for too long.”

your sniffles halt, and so does his tears. “what do you mean? we barely even talk spence... we no longer sit down to have proper conversations. you've started taking the other car for work, aren't you—” pursing your lips, you breathe out shakily. “cheating on me?”

“oh, oh.. oh! i would never cheat on you! i love you, darling!” spencer adamantly denies. “fuck, i thought you were leaving me.. i thought you didn't like me anymore, that's why i tried to minimize my presence..” his arms snake around your waist, and you lean into his touch, shaking your head rapidly.

“i wouldn't. not ever.. b-but why are there lipstick stains on your collar?”

he tries to recall an incident where his collar may have been stained, and his eyes brightened. “emily! she was swatching lip colors with garcia, for a gift— and she fixed my skewed collar and tie. please, you can even ask her and garcia.” he swears, anxiety dwindling.

your mouth was agape, “so.. this is all just a big misunderstanding?”

“i'm afraid so.” he murmurs, sighing as if a heavy weight was lifted off his chest. “oh, i missed you so.” spencer cradles you, and your arms snaked around him, nuzzling your face in his chest.

“me too, honey.” you sniffle.

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x female reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x bau!secret wife #spencer reid x bau!reader #spencer reid

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bau!secret wife and spencer barely argue; they prefer to talk about their differences like adults, but when it divolves into a serious arguement and they get frustrated (days where they lack sleep, are overworked etc.🥺🥺) they tacitly leave eachother space to calm down and sort their thoughts.

during those days, they're silent. everyone notices the tension, but it's a work day, per usual. they're professional and dutifully focuses their energy on their responsibility—

but you never stop caring for eachother.

spencer still opens doors for you. you still place his cup of coffee, with heaps of sugar on his desk. he still kisses your cheek whenever he leaves. you still whisper i love you, to his ear. he whispers a tender, i love you more to yours.

and at the end of every day, you're piled together in a tight hug; you're sprawled across his chest, his arms wrapped around you admitting mistakes, and reassuring eachother softly.

a murmur of, “i'm sorry” and “i forgive you.” were whispered against gentle lips. 💖💖

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bau!secret wife and spencer barely argue; they prefer to talk about their differences like adults, but when it divolves into a serious arguement and they get frustrated (days where they lack sleep, are overworked etc.🥺🥺) they tacitly leave eachother space to calm down and sort their thoughts.

during those days, they're silent. everyone notices the tension, but it's a work day, per usual. they're professional and dutifully focuses their energy on their responsibility—

but you never stop caring for eachother.

spencer still opens doors for you. you still place his cup of coffee, with heaps of sugar on his desk. he still kisses your cheek whenever he leaves. you still whisper i love you, to his ear. he whispers a tender, i love you more to yours.

and at the end of every day, you're piled together in a tight hug; you're sprawled across his chest, his arms wrapped around you admitting mistakes, and reassuring eachother softly.

a murmur of, “i'm sorry” and “i forgive you.” were whispered against gentle lips. 💖💖

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we don't have enough dark!spencer reid and dark!aaron hotchner in this community🥺🥺 we should def make more of them💖💖🥹🥹

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x female reader #spencer reid #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x female reader #aaron hotchner x y/n #aaron hotchner x you #dark!spencer reid #dark!aaron hotchner

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bau!secret wife and spencer barely argue; they prefer to talk about their differences like adults, but when it divolves into a serious arguement and they get frustrated (days where they lack sleep, are overworked etc.🥺🥺) they tacitly leave eachother space to calm down and sort their thoughts.

during those days, they're silent. everyone notices the tension, but it's a work day, per usual. they're professional and dutifully focuses their energy on their responsibility—

but you never stop caring for eachother.

spencer still opens doors for you. you still place his cup of coffee, with heaps of sugar on his desk. he still kisses your cheek whenever he leaves. you still whisper i love you, to his ear. he whispers a tender, i love you more to yours.

and at the end of every day, you're piled together in a tight hug; you're sprawled across his chest, his arms wrapped around you admitting mistakes, and reassuring eachother softly.

a murmur of, “i'm sorry” and “i forgive you.” were whispered against gentle lips. 💖💖

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x female reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x bau!secret wife #spencer reid #spencer reid x wife #spencer reid x bau!reader

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𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢.

𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝

spencer x bimbo!reader

the only exception

moving in with spencer

protective spencer pt.1 pt.2

spencer's pretty!

fluffy scenarios with spencer

the tale of easy access

spencer reid and his sweet pumpkin

spencer and his safe place

scams and cuddles

spencer reid x bau!secret wife

𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫

hotch and his husband duties

requests are open✨✨

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The only exception, S.R.

SUMMARY: Reid was mild-mannered, at best. He was able to look at situations with a clear head and sound judgement— but not when it comes to you.

for some reason, you ended up in a police station, interrogated relentlessly by different police officers in what felt like hours. you'd tried hard to maintain your composure, trying to answer as calmly as possible but the only response you could honestly give was along the lines of; i don't know, i'm not sure, spencer's innocent, spencer's the most kind person i know! until your voice shifts from calm to weary.

legally, you should have been asked to have a lawyer present, or even a warrant— but you were dragged from your apartment, and pushed into this precint by police officers who were increasingly getting annoyed at your repeated answers.

all you could truly think about was that, spencer would be truly and well pissed. your other daddy too. they'd probably cross arms and collaborate on dragging these rude police men behind bars, or a nasty lawsuit that will stick.

you're tired and the chair you're sitting on is stiff. you just wanted to go home, and be done with such a pointless interrogation.

you heard him, before you even saw him. he bursted through the door, furious eyes scanning the room before he finds you; a touch of gentleness finally appearing in his expression, and before you knew it, your eyes were tearing up. in relief and in grievance.

“bubby,” you sob, throwing yourself in his arms as he nears you, finding comfort in his presence alone. you sought safety in him, more relieved that he was unharmed and he didn't appear to be in any sort of dispute with authorities like you were- which could be arguable, he'd stormed in and snapped at everybody who even dared to derail him from finally seeing you, an equally pissed and vindictive emily and morgan in his tail, prattling on about taking legal action against such an uncharacteristic conduct.

“it's okay, sweet girl.” he tries to regulate his breathing, eyes closing to center himself. “i have you, i'm here baby.” spencer assures you, arms tightening around your shaking form. “they made you upset, huh?... i'll make everything right by you. i promise.”

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The only exception, S.R.

SUMMARY: Reid was mild-mannered, at best. He was able to look at situations with a clear head and sound judgement— but not when it comes to you.

for some reason, you ended up in a police station, interrogated relentlessly by different police officers in what felt like hours. you'd tried hard to maintain your composure, trying to answer as calmly as possible but the only response you could honestly give was along the lines of; i don't know, i'm not sure, spencer's innocent, spencer's the most kind person i know! until your voice shifts from calm to weary.

legally, you should have been asked to have a lawyer present, or even a warrant— but you were dragged from your apartment, and pushed into this precint by police officers who were increasingly getting annoyed at your repeated answers.

all you could truly think about was that, spencer would be truly and well pissed. your other daddy too. they'd probably cross arms and collaborate on dragging these rude police men behind bars, or a nasty lawsuit that will stick.

you're tired and the chair you're sitting on is stiff. you just wanted to go home, and be done with such a pointless interrogation.

you heard him, before you even saw him. he bursted through the door, furious eyes scanning the room before he finds you; a touch of gentleness finally appearing in his expression, and before you knew it, your eyes were tearing up. in relief and in grievance.

“bubby,” you sob, throwing yourself in his arms as he nears you, finding comfort in his presence alone. you sought safety in him, more relieved that he was unharmed and he didn't appear to be in any sort of dispute with authorities like you were- which could be arguable, he'd stormed in and snapped at everybody who even dared to derail him from finally seeing you, an equally pissed and vindictive emily and morgan in his tail, prattling on about taking legal action against such an uncharacteristic conduct.

“it's okay, sweet girl.” he tries to regulate his breathing, eyes closing to center himself. “i have you, i'm here baby.” spencer assures you, arms tightening around your shaking form. “they made you upset, huh?... i'll make everything right by you. i promise.”

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x female reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x bimbo!reader #spencer reid x bimbo reader #spencer reid #bau team x reader

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AHHHH THIS IS ME <33 tysm for writing this hehe🥹💖💖 this is a neeeeddddd🥹🥹🥹

the hot wife blurbs are absolutely heart fluttering!!🥰🥰 i can't stop thinking about bau agent reader being propositioned by maybe a police chief or a director or something, and she's obv uncomfortable, but reid and the team sweeps in like; i'm sorry, sir but she's married, and her husband can think up millions of ways to get rid of u without getting caught.

possessive!reid and protective!bau plEASE ILY!!💕💕

This isn't the first time she's been hit on by someone while she's married. It's one of the cons of having to wear her ring on a necklace instead of on her ring finger. It's different at home, but in the field, safety comes first and that means rings come off.

Unfortunately, the ring is one of the only deterrents she has to stop people from assuming she's single. Even with it on, she still gets hit on, but with it off, people take huge liberties.

Currently, it's the police chief, who is definitely crossing a line. Not only is he breaking rules by hitting on an FBI agent, but he's also doing it during an active case while the team is running through leads in the boardroom.

"You know, we've got some nice bars out here." He says in his southern drawl to Y/n. She's been polite enough to listen, but the team knows she's done with it. She's always been dedicated to her work, and he's taking valuable time from trying to find a missing kid. "We could get a drink." He offers, and everyone rolls their eyes, Y/n included. It doesn't deter him. "I bet you'd be great at riding the bull."

"You know she's married, right?" JJ asks, smirking a little because she knows this is going to end with him in trouble. It always does. She tacks on, "sir," for blatant disrespect.

"To me," Spencer adds, reaching out to grab her waist and pull her into his side.

"And he could think of a million ways to get rid of your body without getting caught." Morgan jokes, amused like Y/n is.

Spencer nods along with that statement as well. "I'd probably use sulfuric acid. I have a Ph.D. in chemistry, so I wouldn't get it wrong." The police chief's eyes widen as he realizes that Spencer is deadly serious.

"If you make a comment like that again, you'll be off this case in seconds, and I won't hesitate to have you brought up on sanctions," Hotch warns in his strictest Unit Chief voice that has the whole team a little bit nervous.

As it always happens, the police chief leaves the room with a huff, probably retreating to lick his wounds.

Y/n smiles softly at the people she loves, who she knows will always protect her and have her back. "Thank you, guys."

#spencer reid #hotwife!reader #spencer reid x reader

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Spencer and his bau!secret wife😩🤍

you barely interact with eachother when it's work hours to keep up the farce; settling for the few and far between gazes, and the accidental hand brushing when you pass by the other as a tender gesture of assurance or simply for comfort.

the rest of the team were clueless, despite their talents at profiling; they were not a match for spencer's insistence and his determination.

spencer's fear of the world knowing about your relationship wasn't entirely unfounded— no matter how much he would have loved to let the world know of your importance in his life; your safety takes precedence over everything.

he was all too familiar with the dangers of your jobs, and the threat it imposed on both your lives if the information makes it to the wrong hands. because he knew, if your life was on the line, he'd set the world aflame if it meant your safe return in his arms.

yet it was inevitably brought to light when a certain unsub targetted the bau team specifically because they were cloee to capturing him; every dark secret uncovered and plastered all over the internet in a twisted expose.

it became public knowledge, and was sensationalized around quantico. reid was both livid and relieved; now you were vulnerable and put into such precarious position, that he could throttle the man. how fucking dare he? spencer can think of a million ways to make him disappear and become food for the fishes, just out of pure spite.

but he was relieved that his bau family knew; there were a few upset remarks, and choice of words some(morgan) said to him, but ultimately, the team was happy that they've found their happiness and comfort within eachother!💖💖

now you can freely express your affections towards eachother (to a minimum; hotch wants you to keep it professional in public🤭✨✨) and when you're at the confines of the office, during dinners or downtimes, you're perched on his lap, his chin on your shoulder as you joke around with the bau. or you're holding hands walking. or he lays his head on your shoulder on the jet, attempting to take a nap.

you're so domestic and fluffy that all the women coo in secret, and exchange pictures of you in the groupchat doing something sweet!!🥹🥹💖

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x female reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x bau!secret wife #spencer reid x wife #spencer reid x bau!reader #spencer reid

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tw/ diet/ed * omg imagine bimbo!r gets scouted to be a model right? buuuut the contract seems a little … unfair. she’s just all for it, she’s ready to sign anything and everything to be a model. spencer is like “umm… this diet is impossible. jesus christ y/n if you turn to the side you’ll be invisible if u do this shit!” and the whole thing wasn’t even legit. so she’s extremely bummed and reid cheers her up with words of affirmations and tons and tons of kisses.

bimbo!r gets scouted at the mall! and she's obviously elated, but she atleast knows she can't sign a contract at random — both spencer and her dad have that ingrained in her brain — she's giddy and bouncing, and actually gives spencer's contact number and email instead of hers!🥹🥹✨✨

and when spencer skims through it, he's like absolutely not, it has so many legal loopholes and blatant exploitation clauses that he's convinced it couldn't have been real. he explains it in detail to reader, and she's obviously pouty; she's basically born to be a model! she loves attention, the clothes, the travel and the shopping. but it's ppl like those fake agents that just makes her enthusiasm of the industry dwindle.

reid would try to cheer her up with words of affirmation and lots of kisses and cuddles! he'd make you pick your favorite movie, and order some takeout in, and he'd just hold you until you're your usual bright self again🥰🥰

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Safe Place, S.R.

reid comes home exhausted from a particularly rough case— he's had to fight to stay awake, his exhaustion evident in his appearance; shoulders deflating, the bags under his eyes prominent as a result of restless nights and the long flight home.

he's weary and restless. all he wanted to do was wrap his arms around you, and sleep until tommorow comes.

he's careful, when he reaches his apartment. he drops his bags on the floor carefully, and removed his shoes, before arming the security system.

he then sees you; wrapped in a soft blanket, curled on the couch like a kitten, wearing his worn caltech sweater. you'd always snatched the clothing article after he's worn it— claiming it smelled most like him and when he has to leave for days on end, it serves as your closest substitute to the real thing.

without even thinking, he takes of most off his clothes, stripping himself down to his boxers before laying beside you, arms automatically encasing you in his warm embrace. you barely startle; moving against his side, and burying your face in his chest as if on instinct. your eyes were still closed, but you sought his warmth eagerly.

a warm feeling settles over spencer's chest, and he places a tender kiss on the side of your lips, before falling asleep himself.

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