platonic(?)!spencer reid x gn!reader
reader gets friendzoned and calls spence to feel a bit better-- the mf shows up to their door with snacks. reader is all hurt so crying before spence hugs them and they just melt d o w n and spence tells them how amazing/beautiful/handsome etc they are and how much they deserve
can you tell I'm having a bad day LMFAO
THANK YOU SO MUCH IF YOU WRITE THIS MWAH MWAH TAKE CARE OF URSELF <333
I looove this idea sm. also, I've never written a gn reader so if I've done something wrong, don't hesitate to tell me.
"What happened?"
you had just said hi, and somehow, he'd already figured something was wrong.
"Nothing it's-" a sob fell from your lips-
"hey..." he cooed, worry tracing his tone "What is it y/n?"
"I-" you felt hot tears fill your eyes again, "I talked to Thomas"
"That's good, right?"
"well he-" another sob, "he said he doesn't want-" you paused, sighing deeply "he doesn't want to be with me" you fully cried now
"he said he just sees me as a friend"
Spencer felt his heart skip a beat.
It was as if he could physically feel your pain.
"I'm sorry y/n" was all he could say "he doesn't deserve you" he said "I mean who would say no to you?"
"him, apparently" you forced a laugh.
"I'm coming over," he said, resolute
"no Spence you don't have to-"
"I'm coming over y/n, don't even start" he decided, and you heard shuffling as he probably got up
You paused, as you took a deep breath.
"thank you" you could only whisper.
"you don't have to thank me" he shook his head "I'll be there soon"
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You felt like you had just hung up the phone when he knocked at your door.
"hey" you said weekly
"hi" he whispered, not even giving you the time to fully open the door before wrapping his arms around you.
"I'm sorry" he murmured, your head was against his chest as he smoothed your hair, "he's an asshole"
You chuckled a bit, as tears streamed down your cheeks nonetheless.
You hated how pathetic you looked. Crying over a guy like you were 16, but there was nothing you could do, the tears just never seemed to stop.
"no hey" he leaned away to look at you "Don't cry over him," he said "I'm here" his eyes were full of worry as they dug into yours "and even if I might not be as handsome as that other guy" you laughed "I, at least, come bearing gifts"
"you're serious?" you asked, sniffling, and he reached back outside the door, his hand coming back full.
chips in one, and chocolates in the other.
You were beaming.
"I love you Spence" you squeaked, hugging him so tight he probably couldn't breathe.
"hey there, now, don't go overboard"
" 'm not" you mumbled against him "Thank you so much," you said, and then, just like that, the tears started again.
It was like a waterfall with a broken dam.
"no hey" he moved some hair out of your face "Here, let's sit down" he suggested, closing the door and guiding you to the couch.
countless used tissues sat on it, and Spencer felt his heart break as he saw you reach for a new one to dry your tears.
He had tried comprehending what you'd told him after you'd called him, he had tried to wrap his head around it, but the truth was, he couldn't understand.
He couldn't understand how someone reject you, how someone could not love you.
"I'm sorry I'm just-" you sobbed "I don't understand" you cried "I feel like every person I like doesn't want to have anything to do with me"
"That's not true " he spoke, sitting beside you
"but it is"
"y/n you have men and women falling at your knees everywhere you go, you do realize that right?"
You chuckled "But not the ones I like"
"that's because they're stupid"
You wanted to laugh, but the weight on your chest impeded you to.
"I just-" you looked up at him "I don't-" a sob climbed up your throat "I don't know what's wrong with me"
"y/n " he stopped you immediately, holding your face between his hands "you are the most brilliant, beautiful, and amazing person I've ever met," he said "You deserve the world and everything else there is to deserve" he explained "there is nothing wrong with you, if anything, you're too perfect"
You were shuddering as his words warmed your heart.
"so please don't think even for a second that anyone who'd be with you wouldn't be the luckiest person on earth, because they would" he promised "and if Thomas can't see that then he's clearly not even remotely good enough for you, y/n"
His thumb was troaking your cheek so gently you felt like you could melt.
"you'll find the right person, who will see you for all you really are," he said "I promise"
"who, when?" you asked,
me, now. A familiar voice inside of him suggested, but he quickly silenced it.
"I don't know" he welcomed you as you snuggled closer to him, hugging him once more "but I'm sure you will"
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