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dino-boyo-agere · 8 months

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Hubba Bubba

A tiny Spencer Reid fanfiction

(for my friend @sha3mustd1e, hope you enjoy this little "pick me up" story!! <3)

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❗Warnings: None - pure fluff!!

Word count: 766 - short and sweet

Other info: Spencer is autistic and an age regressior in this story!!

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Little Spencer has been sitting on his bed, holding his favorite Teddy: Holmes close to his chest, rocking back and forth rythmythically while repeating the words "Hubba Bubba, Hubba Bubba, Hubba Bubba.." for quite a while now.

Stimming like this wasn't unusual for him, especially not after wrapping up such a stressful case like today. Spencer wasn't embarrassed about it, though he definitely prefered doing it in the safety of his own home.

However, saying "Hubba Bubba" was currently his favorite vocal stim and sometimes he couldn't help but chant it, be it in a whisper. It was just such a fun word to say.

Yesterday, as he was reading up on the suspect in some old files, he apparently whispered it over and over subconsciously.

Derek interrupted him at one pont, waving a pack of Hubba Bubba bubble gum Infront of Spencer's face. "You could've just ask, you know." Derek laughed. Spencer was confused. "Wh- What?" Derek snorted loudly, ruffling through the young profiler's hair. "I overhead you chanting 'Hubba Bubba', as if trying to materialize it between the pages. So I got some for you, when I bought my coffee!" He smiled warmly, causing Spencer to blush slightly.

Okay, maybe he felt a little embarrassed about stimming.

"Oh, thank you." He replied, bright red and unable to look his colleague in the face. Derek's smile turned into a frown. "You don't seem very happy about it.. Did I get the wrong flavor?" Spencer immediately felt guilty. "No! No, that's not- I was just.. stimming." He noticed Derek's confused look and clarified: "Saying 'Hubba Bubba' is just really fun.. it's not like I'm craving it.. BUT I really appreciate the gesture, thank you!!" Derek was smiling again *thank god*

"Oh, I get it!" He laughed. "If that's the case, I can just take it bac-"

"NO!" Spencer clutched the gum, holding it to his chest. "It's mine now, you gifted it to me!" He protested.

All this worrying about being judged, seen as unthankful or a bad friend caused him to begin to slip, Derek noticed.

"Uh oh, someone's getting fussy." He teased, booping Spencer's Nose.

"But you shouldn't slip right now, think you can hang on a little longer?" He added with a worried tone. Spencer had already caught himself slipping and was *successfully* fighting it. "Yeah, I'm really tired though.." he whined.

However, he did manage to prevent fully slipping until he got home, ensuring that the team was able to finish up the case without any problems.. Well.. Exept for the usual sleep deprivation and dangerously high coffein intake, of course.

But now he was home, wearing his comfy PJ and grippy socks, he was safe and finally able to let go, just regress and stim at his heart's content.

"Hubba Bubba, Hubba Bubba, Hubba Bubba.." He kept chanting, until he remembered the pack of gum in his back..

"Hubba. Bubba. Bubble." Spencer jumped up excitedly. "I'll make the biggest bubblegum bubble there ever was, maybe even big enough to fly away with it!" He decided.

He rummaged through his bag, growing frustrated when he couldn't find the gum right away, but beaming with joy when he remembered that he put it in his jacket pocket. "THERE!!!" The little one celebrated, holding up the gum like a trophy.

He sat back down, grabbing Teddie Holmes on his way to the bed, placed a gum in his mouth and began chewing while continuing to slightly rock back and forth again.

Spencer started blowing bubbles. Occasionally he would get up and jump from the bed, when the bubbled got exceptionally huge and he figured it might be big enough to allow him to fly away. They never where, but Spencer didn't mind. He was content just.. trying. Giggling after each and every failed flying attempt, saying: "Maybe next time."

The little one kept chewing gum, blowing bubbles, jumping from his bed and stimming for quite a while, occasionally swapping out the gum for a new one, until he had used all eight of them.

He was already exhausted at that point, not just from his shenanigans, but the whole past week aswell. It was just too much fun to stop before, but now - that he had used up all the gum - he allowed himself to wind down and get some well deserved rest.

Spencer spit out the last, stale gum and brushed his teeth.

Holding Teddy Holmes in a warm embrace, he snuggled up under his covers and drifted off to sleep, dreaming about flying away with a big Bubblegum Bubble and exploring the world.

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littlespacereader · 9 months

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Haiii, I hope this request iss Oki:

I'm a trans male little who sometimes still has to deal with periods.. they make me feel very dysphoric and sad, often causing me to regress..

Could you write a fic with that theme?

I'm not set on one specific fandom, here are some options I'd love to see & you can choose wich one you want to go with!!

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[The little one would be a trans guy in every scenario.]

Stranger Things:

Steve and Eddie, both are flips in my hc, so it could be each way around.

Cg Argyle & little Jonathan Byers

Cg Nancy Wheeler & little Steve Harrington

Marvel:

Cg Wade Wilson & little Peter Parker

Cg Gwen Stacy & little Miles Morales

Criminal Minds:

Cg Jennifer Jareau & little Spencer Reid (other cg options: Penelope or Derek)

Teen Wolf:

Cg Noah Stilinski & little Stiles Stilinski (other cg options: Melissa or Scott)

Cg Boyd & little Isaac Lahey

Supernatural:

Cg Dean Winchester & little Sam Winchester

American Horror Story coven:

Cg Violet Harmon & little Kyle Spencer

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So, yeah.. any of those would be cool hehe

Thank you for reading!!

My first ever request!! Thank you so much!! I was so excited and intrigued by your idea! First off I would like to state that I am not trans myself but I am a HUGE Ally to anyone in the LGBTQ+ community! Know that you’re safe with me and I got your back💞 I absolutely loved the list of fandoms and pairings to chose from. I decided to go with Caregiver! JJ and make the Reader the Little with Spencer as an older brother Little. That being said if I don’t do this story justice I apologize from the bottom of my heart! I hope you enjoy this @dino-boyo-agere ! Thank you again for the request!!

Forever Mommy’s Little Boy

Caregiver! JJ & Trans Male Little! Reader with Big Brother Little! Spencer Reid

Tags: mentions of period, pull-ups, hurt and comfort. (Completely SFW)

Relationships: Caregiver! JJ, Uncle Derek Morgan, Big brother little! Spencer Reid, Aunt Penelope Garcia, & Trans male little! Reader.

Nicknames: baby, sweatheart, baby boy, kiddo

Breathe! Just breathe! It’s only about 10 minutes more and we’ll be going home. I can wait that long.

I sat at my desk and was waiting patiently for JJ or Morgan or literally any Caregiver in this office to announce we would be heading home. They would’ve been wrapping up everything by now…what’s taking so long?

The case, like every case before it, was long and exhausting. All I want to do is collapse into JJ’s arms and just be babied for the rest of the night but we were still stuck at work!

Regression played the devil on my shoulder, teasing and taunting me to regress at work. But I couldn’t, not yet. I had to remain big till we got to the car, then I could regress and finally relax for the weekend.

I checked again to see if any Caregivers had finished their files. Morgan sat at the desk across from me and he was still leaned down working, same went for JJ who I wanted more than anyone to finish her paperwork. The rest of the team looked the same, all expect Spencer who, like myself, finished his work early.

Spencer regresses as well. He acts as my older brother, watching out for me and creating all the creative pretend games. I’m so lucky to have him!

With a glance towards him I could see he was struggling to keep from regressing as well. At least I wasn’t alone.

Then suddenly I felt off, like weirdly off. It was a weird feeling I haven’t felt in- oh God no. I must be wrong. I have to be wrong. I quickly stood up from my desk and rushed off to the restroom. I walked in and quickly closed the stall door behind me before checking to see.

Sure enough my period arrived earlier and heavier than expected. And since I was unprepared my pants and underwear are stained noticeably. I tried my hardest to push back tears threatening to spill.

This is dead to me. This…this period, it’s just a nagging reminder of a life that didn’t feel whole. A life that wasn’t really mine, not like now. But this was just a hurtful reminder, one I definitely didn’t need right now.

This combined with my struggle to not regress was not a great combo. With a last ditch effort I cleaned myself up as best as I could before walking out and looking in the mirror. But sad and terrible thoughts plagued my mind.

Tears started to run down my face. There was no holding back my regression now. Immediately I started to just regress, feeling smaller and smaller every minute. I just wanted JJ. I wanted her to hold me and tell me it’s all okay. Tell me I’m her sweet little boy and not-

“Y/n?” Spencer asked before entering the large bathroom. He immediately froze upon seeing me.

“Hey, what’s wrong? What happened?” I must’ve caused a domino effect because I could see Spencer regressing along with me.

“Nothing, I’m fine Spence.” I tried to say, wiping away my tears as fast as possible. But Spencer wasn’t buying it. He also didn’t seem to notice the issue which I was grateful for.

“I know something’s wrong. Let me help! I want to make sure you’re okay…please.” He put a hand in my shoulder and looked me in the eyes.

“I’m fine I just-…. P-Please…get mommy.” I said, barley a whisper. Tears starts to flow again, running down my face as I started to cry.

“It’s gonna be okay. I’ll go get her.” Spencer right away said. As much as he didn’t want to leave, he knew there was only one person who could fix whatever was happening.

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JJ sat at her desk finishing up the last details on her case file. Even though they were still at work her careful Caregiver eyes spotted Y/n leaving the bullpen, and then Spencer right after.

A sinking feeling fell upon her that something was wrong, call it a Caregiver’s Spidey sense. She wishes for once she was wrong. Spencer came rushing over to her, worried and sad.

“M-…JJ, something’s wrong with Y/n.” He tried to explain sounding like his normal adult self. But his regression was in full swing and JJ could easily see it.

“What’s going on? Where is he sweetheart?” Now she was worried. A thousand questions played in her mind.

“The bathroom. I walked in to see if he was okay and I found him crying by the sink. I tried to help but he only asked for you.” Spencer explained.

JJ stood up from her desk and placed a comforting hand on Spencer’s shoulder. “Thank you for looking out for your little brother and making sure he’s okay. I’m going to take care of this, and while I’m gone I want you to go to Aunt Penelope’s office and keep her company. Okay?”

Spencer nodded. “Okay…but just-.” He stopped for a moment, looking up at JJ with tears in his eyes. “Just make sure he’s okay. I’m worried about him.”

She smiled and kissed the top of his head. “I know you are sweetheart. I promise I’ll make sure Y/N’s okay.”

With that small reassurance Spencer nodded and left heading towards Garcia’s office. With Spencer taken care of JJ turned her attention to the bathroom.

When she arrived she could hear Y/n soft cries and sniffing. She knocked on the door, “Y/N? It’s me baby, it’s Mommy. Can I come in?”

Even though it was a public bathroom filled with different stalls and sinks, she wanted permission to enter his space instead of barging in.

If she wasn’t listening as closely she could’ve missed the soft “You can come in.”

JJ immediately walked in and closed the main bathroom door behind her, locking it. If someone needed the bathroom they could go to the one a floor down. For right now they needed this space, just the two of them.

Once JJ and Y/N made eye contact, it was as if the world paused so the two of them could have a moment alone together.

Her heart shattered seeing Y/N so broken and upset. She instantly made her way over to her boy and wrapped him into a tight comforting hug.

“My baby boy, what’s wrong sweetheart? What’s happened?” She asked but didn’t get much in the way of a response.

Y/N just cried into JJ shoulder, finally getting the comfort he’s wanted after this long case.

JJ decided to help Y/N along with figuring out why he was so upset. She rubbed his back with one hand and played with his hair in the other. She could tell he wasn’t in the mode to talk and that was okay. Yes and no questions it was then.

“Did someone hurt you?” She asked. He shook his head against her.

“Did someone say something to you?” Another no from him.

Thank God those were two no’s. Because if they weren’t, she would’ve killed someone.

“Sweetheart,” She said pulling them apart and looking into his teary eyes. “I want to help you as best I can right now. But I can only do it when I know what’s going on. You don’t have to talk if you don’t feel like it right now. But you have to give me an idea what’s going on.” She explained.

Y/N nodded wearily. He turned around and pointed to his pants which now sadly had a small red blood stain on the back.

Immediately it all clicked into place for JJ. “Oh sweetheart I’m so sorry this happened. You’re okay baby boy, you’re okay.” She pulled him back up against her, holding him in a tight hug once more.

“Baby boy?” He broke apart and looked at JJ.

Her heart shattered at the question. She caressed his face and placed a kiss to the crown of his head, “You will always be my baby boy. This will not change that. It never has and it never will.”

More tears started to run down Y/N’s face hearing those words. JJ almost fell backwards by the force of the next hug he gave her.

“It’s okay baby. You’re okay. Mommy’s going to make it all better.” JJ said, rubbing his back to comfort him so more.

When the tears dried and his breath started to slow to a normal rate, JJ broke apart from her boy and wiped the last of the tears away.

“Here’s what we’re gonna do, I’m going to get you set up in the stall over here. Then I’m going to grab your bag and get you changed into something clean and comfortable. After that we’re going to get your brother and head home. Sound good?” She asked only to get a nod and a small smile from Y/N.

“Okay let’s get you set up then.” Taking his hand in hers, she led him over the the big stall in the bathroom. Inside was your standard public bathroom only this time with a changing table made especially for Littles.

“There,” she smiled. “Now, I’m going to grab your bag from my office. Keep the door locked okay?” That got another small nod from Y/N. With a small kiss to his head she left the stall, hearing a small click of the lock on the way out.

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After JJ left the bathroom I felt uncomfortable again. She just made everything so safe and comfortable. Now without her here everything felt overwhelming, scary again.

But she wouldn’t be long. She just went to grab my bag and then we would go home. I couldn’t wait to be home again, laying on the couch with my favorite stuffie on one side and JJ on the other.

But my beautiful daydream was interrupted by the sound of someone entering the bathroom. Despite my stall door being closed, I backed myself far away from the door, my back hitting the wall.

This was a restroom, it would be ignorant of me to think no one else would use it. But I want to just be alone with JJ. Now with strangers walking into the space I felt more exposed and scared.

But the person who walked in stayed by the sinks. They didn’t walk into a stall or wash their hands. Before I had a moment to really question it further, the man spoke up.

“Hey kiddo it’s just Uncle Derek. Your mom just sent me in here to stop anyone from coming in. You doing alright in there?”

A wave of relief washed over me. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding and wiped a few stray tears.

“M’ doing okay.” I managed to say.

“That’s good to hear. You just let me know if you need anything okay?”

I nodded my head. But then I realized he couldn’t see it so I added a quick: “okay.”

Uncle Derek was a life saver! Not once but twice people tried to enter the bathroom but he redirected them away. I’m couldn’t have been more happy to have him there to protect me.

After what felt like years but was only really 15 minutes JJ returned and relieved Morgan of his guard duties. He knocked on the door before leaving.

“See you when you get out kiddo.” He added before leaving the bathroom to JJ and I once more.

I heard the main door to the bathroom lock before JJ knocked on the stall door. I quickly ran over and opened it to her only to see my favorite stuffie in her arms!

“I’m sorry I took so long. I thought your bag was in my office but it turns out it was in my car. But guess who was also in there waiting for you?”

I immediately grabbed the stuffie and brought him close. Between him and JJ being back, everything started to feel calm again.

“Alright baby boy, let’s get you all sorted out.”

JJ opened the changing table, quickly cleaned and placed a cover on. Then she went over to me and helped me and my stuffie up onto it.

With that she started to get to work, taking my shoes off, then my pants and underwear. Then she helped clean up and before I knew it she was sliding a fresh pull-up on me followed by my emergency set of pants.

“There you go,” she said rubbing my belly. “All fresh and clean.”

Suddenly a sad thought came across my head. “Mommy, I can’t wear a pull-up.”

“Why not? You’re too young not to wear one.” She pointed out, making me feeling smaller.

“No, it’s just that…it’s going to have blood on it.”

JJ sighed. She sat me up and held my hand in mine. “I want you to listen to me for a second Y/N. I don’t mind taking care of you whether you’re on or off your period. That changes nothing about the fact you’re my little boy. Do you understand? I still love you the same and I will never see you different. You are and will forever be my baby boy.”

More tears found their way to my eye as she pulled me into a hug once more. I felt so much better now that I was changed, but even more so now that I felt accepted. No matter what anyone said or what my body said, I’m her little boy. Forever.

“Now,” she said breaking apart. “We gotta go catch up with your brother. He’s very worried about you. I’d say he’s so worried he might let you chose the movie we watch tonight.” JJ winked.

“Really?!” I said shocked. Tonight was his movie night choice. But he was gonna let me chose?!

“Really! And if we’re really lucky we might be able to convince Uncle Derek and Aunt Penelope to stay and watch it with us.” JJ added as she helped me down.

Hand in hand the two of us walked out of that bathroom. Once out we went to Aunt Penelope’s office and met up with Spencer again.

He stood up and ran over to me “Y/n! Are you okay? I’ve been so worried!” He wrapped me in a tight hug.

I smiled against his shoulder, “I’m okay Spence.”

“While you were gone I thought of the coolest game we can play when we get home!” Spencer added excitedly once we broke apart.

“I can’t wait!” I smiled back.

“Come on boys, it’s time to go home.” JJ said after talking to Garcia.

Spencer took one hand and JJ took the other as we left the BAU. My little family always knew how to make me feel appreciated and accepted. Caregiver and Little boy. Forever and always.

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aew-kun-age-regression · 3 months

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Okay okay, imagine regressor! Spencer Reid goes completely nonverbal, but still wants to infodump, so, he starts drawing the facts, but never writes them, that way, it's more fun!

He usually shows his drawings to Penelope, Derek, or Emily, so, they have to guess what the facts are!

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(can I be 🧸🔮 anon?)

Omg, okay absolutely you can be 🧸🔮!!! <333

I love this idea SM!!! I can just imagine him drawing these facts out so intricately and it's Spence so it wouldn't just be any normal drawing. There would be so much detail.

Penelope is a *master* at figuring out what Spence has drawn and Emily is normally the one to put the pieces together (figures out the fact that goes with the picture Penelope figured out) Now I imagine Derek being really enthusiastic about the whole situation but also hardcore struggling to figure it out, every time- 😂💀

Also I'd like to add for consideration Elle who loves a puzzle and trying to figure out what Spencer wants to say. :D

#agere blog #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #sfw little post #little space #agere little #aewlittlerambles #sfw little community #aewlittleheadcannons #criminal minds agere #regressor!spencer reid #little!spencer reid

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kiankiwi · 7 months

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An Emotional Bub

Summary: Reid falls into headspace after an emotional case and the team and his CG take care of him

CG!Morgan x Little!Reid

Spencer couldn't stop thinking about all the children that the unsub took away.. it was making him anxious and scared just imaging the look on their scared faces.

And he knew his anxious body wanted to go down but he had never gone down in front of so many people before. Much less the whole BAU... even though they all knew he was a little and that Morgan was his main CG.

Spencer tried to shove it down for now. He had to only get through the rest of the flight and then he could be little all he wanted to at home.

He thought it was working but Garcia could tell something was up with him. He was rocking a bit and whimpering to himself, his hands clasped tightly in his lap, tears in his eyes.

Garcia heard the whimpering and glanced over at the baby of the team. "Derek..." She whispered. "Hmm?" Garcia nodded toward Reid who now was close to sobbing. Seeing him cry, Morgan jumped into daddy mode.

He quickly crouched down in front of a very upset Reid, speaking softly. "Hey, baby, baby, what's the matter?"

"Nooo, Nooo!" Reid yelled, hitting his legs with his fists. "Okay, hey, we're not gonna do that.. we're not gonna hit..."

Garcia wanting to help quickly produced a fidget from her purse and handed it to her friend. "Thanks Garcia... here baby, you want Penny's toy?" Surprisingly, Reid took the squishy fidget and squished it in his fist.

Still very upset, Morgan scooped up Reid onto his hip and shushed him as he walked back and forth on the plane, bouncing him a bit.

"You're alright baby, boy, you're okay." Morgan soothed as he paced the jet.

"Is he okay?" Emily asked as she watched, not wanting to crowd the two.

"Yeah, yeah I think it was just a tough case for the bub... Garcia can you grab me his little bag? It's the one with Nemo on it." Happy to help, Garcia dove for the bag, opened it and produced Reid's blankie and handed it to Morgan who with her help wrapped it around the still crying little.

It helped some but he was still hiccuping and crying a little bit. "You'll be just fine baby boy..." Morgan whispered as he sat down and adjusted Spencer in his lap.

"I can make him a bottle... would that help?" Emily asked. "Yeah, yeah thanks." Morgan said as he bounced Spencer a little bit, trying to settle him as he wriggled around trying to get comfy.

As Prentiss went to make Reid his bottle, Garcia found what she was searching for as soon as she realized that her friend had slipped. She held up a tiny little Owl toy in her hand and showed it to Reid as she sat next to Morgan.

"Hey Spencer... Spencer... what's this buddy? What's this?" She jiggled the little stuffed owl in front of his curious eyes. Morgan gasped, smiling at his baby. "What is that baby? Is that your friend?" Spencer finally smiled and reached his little hand out to grab at the random little beanie baby.

Garcia glowed, playing with her little friend. "Hey boy genius, can you say Owl? Ooooowl?" She enunciated the word so it would be easier for him to repeat to her.

Spencer tried to repeat the word but what came out of his mouth sounded less like 'owl' and more like a wolf puppy'st first howl. "Awoooo."

Garcia gasped, clapping. "Good job baby! Owl! That's right smartypants!" Reid giggled and reached out and held Garcia's finger, smiling at her.

"Alright, bon appetit little one, here you go." Emily crowed as she handed Morgan a freshly made bottle of milk. "Thank you Em... baby, can you say thank you?" Morgan asked, looking at Spencer expectantly. Spencer just whined and hid in Morgan's chest.

Morgan tested the bottle and shook it to draw Spencer's attention. "Here wonder boy, you want your bottle?" Spencer turned his head, making grabby hands at the bottle.

"There you go baby. You sir, need to go to sleep." Morgan said, booping Spencer on the nose.

By the end of the bottle, Reid was asleep. And he was asleep for the rest of the flight.

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Another little!spencer fic!!! <3

@elvisthesillygoose @reid-fiction @bellanotchewrites

I hope you like it! If you want me to write anything else with little!spencer just let me know :)

#kiwiswriting #criminal minds fanfic #little!spencer reid #little!spencerreid #criminal minds littlespace fic

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starlight--writings · 2 years

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How would y’all feel about and Agere!Spencer Reid x Caregiver!Reader?

#Spencer Reid #spencer reid x reader #little!spencer reid #criminal minds #little!Spencer Reid x caregiver!Reader

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bethsvrse · 6 days

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please PLEASE learn how to tag your fanfics. Don’t tag fluff when it’s angst, don’t tag smut when it’s fluff and please don’t tag characters that ARENT EVEN MENTIONED IN THE FIC!!!!

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aperrywilliams · 9 months

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Little Big Secret (Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader)

(Not my gif. Credits to the creator)

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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader.

Summary: You’re 36 weeks pregnant with Spencer’s baby. What happens when you are about to give birth and need to contact Spencer while he is in a case out of town?

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: Pregnancy and labor symptoms are described. Some strong words. If I missed something, let me know. It's a fluffy one. Dad!Spencer coming to light. The chaotic trio I love having their moment (Reid-Morgan-Prentiss).

A/N: I wrote this fic based on this request. I loved doing it! Let me know what you think.

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Being 36 weeks pregnant and stuck in your apartment trying to convince your non-born baby girl to stop kicking your guts is not funny. It's worse when the same scenario occurs at 3 am, and you are alone, unable to sleep in the last 24 hours, exhausted and sentimental because your boyfriend Spencer isn't home.

You won't tell him that, though. You convinced him to go with the team to Trenton for a case, telling him you would be okay and that baby girl Reid won't be here for at least two weeks. That's what your doctor said to you in the last appointment.

Reluctantly Spencer agreed, making you swear you would call him or your sister if anything happened.

"Relax, baby. Everything will be okay. We'll be here when you return from your case," you assured him. "You have to go while you can. Once this girl is born, you'll be stuck here and will get tired of us," you giggled. Spencer's eyes widened.

"What? No! Get tired of you? Never!"

"About that. Do they know why you are taking leave in the next weeks?"

"Not really. Hotch knows, but the rest assume I'll go to see my mom," your boyfriend shrugged.

You still find it unbelievable that the best-known profilers in the country haven't noticed one of their own has a girlfriend for three years and a baby on the way.

At first, you had your apprehensions about why Spencer didn't want his team to know your existence. You thought maybe Spencer felt embarrassed because of you or didn't consider your relationship worth enough for them to know. But your boyfriend assured you it was anything but that. He told you what happened to Haley, Hotch's wife, and the multiple times a team's family member has been exposed to danger because of their job. He wanted you safe. He wanted to protect you.

The only one who knew about you was Hotch, Spencer's boss. But he, better than anyone, could understand Spencer's reasons, so he hadn't said anything.

You understood it and accepted it, even if you both knew that at some point, your secret would not be a secret anymore. For now, it was safer like this.

Exhaustion was all you got now, and even you have been trying to bribe your unborn daughter with chocolates if she behaved and let you sleep. It seemed you succeeded as she stopped making a party in your womb.

You fall asleep thinking about how your life has changed in the past years and how happy you were despite how uncomfortable pregnancy was at this point.

The next morning you woke up feeling a little better. Sleep helped, but your body was still tense, so you thought a warm bath after breakfast was a good idea to relax your sore muscles.

You were finishing your pancakes when Spencer called you.

"Hey, baby!" You greeted.

"Good morning, my love. How did you sleep?"

You didn't have the heart to tell him how uncomfortable you were last night.

"Good. Everything is good here. How is the case?" You tried to direct the topic to him. Spencer sighed.

"I think we are close to catching the unsub, but it had been hard," he confessed.

"I know you'll get him soon," you assured him. Spencer chuckled. He loved how you were always rooting for him. You were his biggest fan.

"I hope so. And you? Our baby girl has been good? When I come back-" he didn't even finish the sentence when someone called his name in the distance. 'Reid! We need you now!'

A heavy sigh left Spencer's lips.

"I'm sorry, love. I got to go," he mumbled into the receiver, guilt dripping from his voice.

"Hey, it's okay. Don't apologize and go to catch the bad guy," you encouraged him.

"I will. I love you so so much. And I love our little one. I promise to make it up to you both, okay?"

"I love you more. We'll be waiting for you."

Despite your efforts to relax during your bath, it seemed baby Reid had other plans, like moving and squeezing your insides. You tried singing to her, telling stories, and everything that came to mind.

You gave up and hopped off the tub. You dried your body and decided to watch some TV. After a while, stuck in a random show, the noise lulled you to sleep without noticing.

Everything would have been perfect if it weren't for the fact that an intense pain woke you up suddenly. You didn't know the time, but the TV was still on. You tried to sit on the sofa, but the pain wouldn't leave you, so much so that it was hard for you to breathe. The twisting in your belly was stronger than you'd ever felt and scaring you.

"My sweet girl, I know you're eager to see us, but you have some days left in Mommy's womb, so try to be nice, okay?" You panted, trying to reason with your baby.

You weren't ready to give birth, let alone without Spencer.

But, again, baby Reid had her own plans.

Another sharp pang made you slouch on the sofa; this time, you felt something warm running down your legs. You looked down and saw the liquid drip onto the couch and slide to the floor.

Fuck. Your water just broke.

The morning was a rush for the whole team and the Tremont police. After an anonymous tip, they located the guy who fitted the profile and ended up being the unsub they were looking for. As he had a hostage, the team moved quickly to the warehouse where he kept captive his ex-girlfriend, the source of his rage. Before things went further, Rossi's shot ended with the unsub screaming in pain and the hostage a nervous wreck but unharmed.

Spencer couldn't believe it took them a whole week to locate the bastard, but it was finally done. So they returned to the precinct to wrap the last details and go home.

Spencer was pulling the case photos off the board when his phone started ringing. He saw it was you and hastened to answer. Usually, you didn't call him while he was working.

"Hello?"

But a loud grunt came to his ear instead of your sweet voice. Spencer's eyes widened.

“(Y/N)? Is that you?"

You barely could say a word, the intense pain reducing you to heavy breathing and whimpers.

"Spence-" you managed to say. "The baby. It hurts."

It didn't take a genius to figure out what was happening."Where are you? What's wrong? Where is Tania?"

Too many questions, and you had answers for all of them. But it was difficult to say a word with the pain cursing your body. After the contraction subsided, you could speak.

"My water broke. I'm home, and Tania doesn't answer. I don't know- ahhhh, fuck!!!"

Shit. You were in labor and alone at home. Spencer wanted to throw up.

"Baby, listen to me. I will call 911, but I need you to breathe, okay?"

"No! Spencer, don't hang up. I need you," you cried.

Spencer paced frantically in the room as Emily, Morgan, and Rossi looked at him, worried.

To call 911? Who the hell was he talking to?

"Reid? What is it?" Morgan tried to get his attention, but Spencer's brain was trying to make a plan to help you without stopping talking to you.

“(Y/N), please. I need you to breathe. Can you do that for me, please?"

JJ and Hotch entered the room at that moment. Both frowned when they saw Spencer pacing and the rest standing and waiting to know what was going on and what to do to help Spencer.

“(Y/N)? Can you hear me?"

You couldn't reply to him, crying in pain instead. Spencer thought he could die of panic.

"Yes. But I can't move," you sobbed.

Hotch didn't need much to understand what was going on. Grabbing his phone, he called Penelope.

Spencer was reduced to dumb and didn't know what to do.

"Garcia, I need you to call 911 and dispatch an ambulance to..." he paused and looked at Spencer, who was talking to you. "Reid," Hotch named. When he got no response, he tried louder. "Reid! Where? Where is she?" Spencer's face found Hotch's.

"At my place," he told his boss.

"Garcia, an ambulance to Reid's address. Report a pregnant woman in labor that needs to go to the hospital. I need you to go there too. Make sure she gets to the hospital alright. I'll give you more information later."

Pregnant woman in labor at Spencer's address?

Morgan, Prentiss, JJ, and Rossi shared the same confused looks.

"Baby, the help is on the way. Penelope knows and will help you to go to the hospital. She has a key, so don't worry. I'm on my way, okay? I'll call Tania too," Spencer informed you, moving to collect his things.

"Please, hurry up," you begged. As the call ended, Spencer turned to see his boss.

"Hotch. I have to-. I need to-," Spencer stuttered. Aaron nodded.

"It'll be okay; we are leaving now," he assured Spencer.

Morgan was the first to bring the elephant in the room.

"Can you tell us what's going on?"

Then, Spencer noticed the team hearing the whole ordeal.

"Uh. My 36-week pregnant girlfriend is giving birth to my daughter right now, and she's alone. I need to be there," Spencer succinctly explained as he dialed (Y/N)'s sister's number again without luck.

To say the team was shocked was an understatement. But there wasn't time to ask questions. They needed to move quickly.

Hotch was who took the lead.

"Morgan, you'll drive to the hospital with Reid and Prentiss now. I'll stay with JJ and Rossi to pack everything and follow you. The drive to DC is about three hours; make it two. I'll take care of the traffic police," he said to Morgan, who nodded, grabbing the car keys. "Prentiss, you'll get an open line with Garcia while she joins (Y/N) and takes her to the hospital. Now go!" Hotch instructed, now patting Spencer's back. "You'll get on time. Go," he told Spencer, who nodded and stomped from the room, followed by Morgan and Prentiss.

"Hey, Reid. We'll make it, kid," Morgan assured while driving on the highway, Emily as the copilot. In the back seat, Spencer couldn't stop bouncing his leg, worried about if the ambulance had already taken you to the hospital. On cue, Emily's phone went off.

"Garcia, you're on speaker," Emily announced.

"My lovelies, good news. I got your girl, boy Wonder, and we're heading to the hospital. Besides the pain, she's fine," Garcia recounted, and Spencer could breathe again.

"Can I talk to her?" Spencer asked.

"No, yet; they have her in the stretcher and with oxygen while monitoring her, but as we reach the hospital and will get her admitted, we can call you again. Nonetheless, she asked me to tell you she hated you for putting a baby in her. I really like this girl already," Garcia quipped, making laugh Emily and Morgan. Spencer's cheeks flushed.

"Garcia?" He sheepishly asked. "Can you tell her I love her and am on my way?"

Morgan and Prentiss looked at each other briefly. They still couldn't believe what was happening, but either way, they had a mission to accomplish: get to the hospital before you gave birth, so the resident genius could see his baby born.

"Sure thing. I will. I'll keep you posted," Garcia assured before hanging up.

Spencer could sense that Emily and Morgan were itching to cover him with questions, but knowing his nervous state, they were respectful enough not to say anything.

"I'm sorry, guys. I didn't tell you anything about (Y/N) before," he mumbled.

"And the baby," Emily added with a non-malice tone.

Spencer's face fell with embarrassment. They were his family, after all. And he kept this little big secret from them.

"But we get it, Reid. We do," Morgan ensured.

"Yeah?"

"Yes. We all know this job, and we want the best for our loved ones, keeping them safe," Prentiss said, turning to see Spencer, who nodded. "What I still can't believe is that you kept us in the dark for three years, and none of us ever suspected a thing. They should fire us," Emily added, making Spencer chuckle.

"What I can't believe is you were able to make someone fall in love with you," Morgan quipped, smirking and gaining a slap on the arm from Prentiss. "And get her pregnant! You have been having a game all this time, and I still thought I needed to be your wingman," Morgan scoffed.

"Worst wingman on earth. He had had to do all the work for himself," Emily added. The three laughed.

They were still with an ETA of one hour when Penelope Facetimed.

"Garcia! How is she?" Spencer rushed to ask.

"Hello to you, genius," Penelope greeted. "(Y/N) is already in a room. She's 7 centimeters of dilatation, so we're waiting," she informed, turning the camera to focus you on the bed, exhausted but relieved of being in the hospital already.

"Honey!" Spencer shouted as Garcia handed the phone.

"Are you coming?" you asked in a broken tone. You didn't have much energy at this point.

"Yes! On my way now. Morgan is driving us with Emily," he informed you.

"We're almost there, pretty girl!" Morgan yelled from the driver's seat.

You let a wary smile. Spencer only wanted to be there with you so he could hold you.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled.

"No. No. Why are you sorry? You have nothing to apologize for, okay?" Spencer hastened to point.

"Our little big secret is no longer a secret," you pouted, feeling guilty about the whole ordeal.

"Baby, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is you and our little girl being okay. Believe me; it's the only that matters to me. I'm sorry for leaving you," Spencer sniffled.

"I love you," you said, tears streaming down your cheeks.

"And I love you so much," Spencer declared, wiping his tears.

You both kept in Facetime for a while. Spencer tried to keep you focused on anything but the pain, though it was difficult when a deep contraction raked your body from time to time.

Spencer recited your favorite poems and stories and recounted your best memories together. As a natural thing, Emily, Morgan, or Penelope made questions and comments about the things you or Spencer said. That helped. You felt accompanied, not only by your boyfriend but also by the beautiful people who were taking care of you and him. If you ever thought Spencer's coworkers didn't care about him, now all those doubts are cleared.

"We're getting there in five!" Morgan announced.

"Garcia, please tell the staff Spencer is coming so they let him rush upstairs," Emily requested.

"On it!" Garcia chirped. “The doctor is here, so I’ll hang up. Boy Wonder, the third floor, hall to the left,” she informed before the call ended.

Pushing the brakes in front of the hospital’s entrance, Morgan turned to Spencer.

"Go, pretty boy. We'll be there waiting," the man assured.

"Go to see your girls," Emily added. Spencer’s eyes were full of tears.

"Thank you. Really, thank you so much," he voiced before climbing off the SUV and rushing inside the hospital.

The doctor announced you were almost ready to give birth now. Just another centimeter of dilation, and you’ll need to push. After he left, you squeezed Penelope’s hand hard. You weren't sure you could do this.

“It’s okay, pumpkin. You can do it. Spencer is already here,” she comforted you. Garcia had just ended her sentence when Spencer rushed inside the room, panting and looking frantically. When he spotted you, you could see the tears in his eyes.

“Spencer!” you cried. He quickly lugged to your side. Garcia sighed, relieved that he was there. Spencer held your hand now, kissing your temple.

“I’m here, my love. I’m here. I won’t leave again,” he chanted, stroking your damped hair.

It was Penelope’s cue to leave the couple alone. But before Garcia crossed the threshold, Spencer ran to her and wrapped her in the tightest embrace he ever gave her.

“Thank you, thank you. For everything,” he mumbled. Garcia could have started crying, but it would be time for that later.

“Anytime, my love. Now go back to your woman. We’ll be outside waiting.” A grateful Spencer nodded before joining you again.

You didn't reach the last centimeter until an hour later. Spencer stood by your side, chanting praises and pushing away your sweat with a cloth whenever you needed it.

When the time came, you were pushing with all the strength you left, but your little girl wasn’t doing it easy for you.

“Spencer, I can’t,” you sobbed. Spencer kissed your head and stroked your hand.

“I know you’re exhausted, my love. But you’re almost there. We’re going to meet our little girl. Want that, right, my little pumpkin?” he talked now to your belly. The waiting room is full of aunts and uncles, ready to see you. They already love you, even if they didn't know about you until three hours ago,” Spencer pointed, and you let out a little chuckle in the middle of the pain.

The feeling of being cared for and loved gave you the last ounce of energy you needed. In the next contraction, you pushed harder, ending with a loud baby cry. Your daughter was here.

When they put her in your arms, wrapped in a white blanket, you couldn't believe it. She was the most beautiful baby in the world—the best combination between Spencer and you.

“You did so good, my love. She’s wonderful, and she’s here with us,” Spencer said, voice full of emotion and tears freely rolling down his cheeks.

You couldn’t stop looking at her.

“Our little big secret,” you cooed. “You’re a lucky baby already,” you whispered to her. Spencer chuckled.

“Should I go to tell them?” He asked you.

“They will kill you if you don’t,” you quipped.

When Spencer showed up in the waiting room, Hotch, Rossi, and JJ were there too.

All eyes were on him.

“A 7 pounds, 2 ounces, and 19.6 inches healthy baby girl,” Spencer announced, the biggest grin plastered on his face.

The room erupted in cheers and claps, everyone taking turns to hug the new father.

Once everyone calmed down, Spencer cleared his throat.

“I want to apologize for keeping this from you. I don't want you to think I don't trust or care enough to tell you about the important things in my life. It's just- you know,” Spencer trailed off. Rossi patted his shoulder.

“We know, kid. We really do,” the older man assured him.

“Yeah, Spence. We understand. That doesn't mean it’s not a big thing, but we get it,” JJ seconded.

“We are just jealous because Hotch was the only one who knew,” Garcia scoffed.

“Boss privilege, I guess,” Hotch shrugged, making the rest laugh.

“Well, being (Y/N) and baby Reid not a little big secret anymore, we can meet them properly, right?” Morgan pointed.

“Oh, yes! Please! I want to meet my goddaughter!” Garcia chirped, and Spencer looked at her, frowning.

“Don’t look at me like that, doctor. I won the privilege when I held that poor woman in pain,” she added.

“Maybe you’ll be the godmother, but I’ll be the cool aunt,” Emily chirped.

“And I’ll be Papa Rossi,” David seconded.

Spencer shook his head, laughing as everyone on the team fought for a place in his daughter's life.

He was so happy to have you and baby Reid. But now his happiness was complete knowing he could share it, and his whole found family could be part of it.

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starch1ldz · 21 days

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Spencer Reid and his non bau partner. He always let's you know when he'll be home, especially if he'll be very late, sometimes he gets in at 4 am and he knows you'll be asleep, but the living room light is always on so he doesn't come in and stumble over something in his exhaustion and urgency to get to bed where you're asleep waiting for him.

It started off a few weeks into you living with him, he tripped over one of the many pairs of shoes kept by the front door and made a bit of a ruckus. It gave you a heart attack and you came out of the bedroom with the gun your father had insisted you have thats kept in the safe with Spencer's own gun and his credentials. When you realize it's him you sigh and lower the pistol, flicking the safety on, as you level him with an accusatory look.

He laughs nervously. “Sorry, love.” he mumbles as he slips off his beat up converse, pushing them into place next to yours.

You roll your eyes, but it's all good natured as you pull him into a hug, setting the gun down on the table where your house keys go for the time being. “It's alright, next time tell me when you're coming home and I'll leave a light on.” You say softly, as you press a kiss to his lips.

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bucker3911 · 8 months

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#aaron hotchner x derek morgan x spencer reid #is that a thing?#it definitely is #this is ✨tumblr ✨ everything exists #actually it's more like that on ao3 #tumblr is ao3's little sister #stfu #i said what i said #derek morgan #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #criminal minds #cm memes #spencer x reader #aaron hotch x reader #derek morgan x reader

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kitty-agere-fics · 4 months

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Late Night

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(Little!Spencer Reid, CG!Reader)

A/N: I wrote something that wasn't kpop for once…feels strange…but good strange…🤷

You unlock the door to your apartment and push it open, shocked when you see several of the lights on. You thought that you had turned them all off when you left for work that morning, but you had been in such a rush that you couldn't quite recall. If the lights had been on, then there was a problem since you'd left for work nearly 12 hours ago. You slowly, nervously walk into the apartment and can hear soft mumbling coming from the living room. You immediately relax, realizing why the lights were on. Laughing softly, you walk over to the couch and see Spencer curled up in a ball, sound asleep. You smile quickly falls, turning to a frown, as you watch Spencer twitch slightly. You realize that he's having a nightmare.

"Spence? Spencer, wake up," you try to gently bring him out of the nightmare, not sure what headspace he'll be in when he wakes up.

After a few tries, he slowly opens his eyes, "Hm? Y/N?" His voice comes out in a soft mumble. "Baba? You home?" He looks up at you with tired wide eyes, and you immediately smile gently. His soft mumbling isn't from being tired. Well, not completely at least. But it's more from him being regressed. You gently stroke his hair, sitting on the couch next to him.

"Yeah, Baby-boy, Baba's home." You smile, keeping your voice at a soft, calm level.

He slowly uncurls himself from the tight ball that he's in and immediately latches onto you. He nuzzles into your neck, whimpering and crying softly, "Baba," he whimpers softly, "scared."

"Shhhh, I know, sweet boy, I know. I know you're scared. Don't worry, Baba's here," you hold him close, rocking him gently. You change the topic slightly, trying to distract him from his dream. "Did you try to stay up and wait for Baba, Sweetie?"

He nods slightly into your shoulder, "Sorrys, Baba," he mumbles.

"Don't say sorry, Baby. Baba isn't mad or upset with you. You're not in any trouble. I was just curious why my sleepy little baby was asleep on the couch instead of in bed."

He doesn't respond for a moment, thinking, "Go bed now? Bed more comfy than couch," he requests softly.

"Yeah, Baby, time for bed." You gently and lift him off of your lap and carry him to his bed. After getting Spencer tucked in, you sit on the edge of the bed and stroke his hair. "Get some sleep, sweet boy. It's really late."

Spencer shakes his head slightly, hugging a stuffed bear to his chest, "No sleep, Baba. Scared."

You make a soft humming noise as you try to think of a solution, "Will you sleep if Baba cuddles you?"

He thinks for a moment and nods, "Baba safe, Baba cuddles keep the scary dreams 'way." He reaches his arms out to you as he talks.

You agree and lay on the bed. You carefully wrap him up in your arms and sing a soft lullaby to help him sleep. Once he's asleep, you slowly stop singing and end up quickly falling asleep yourself, still dressed for work, with your sweet baby boy, wrapped up in your arms.

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dino-boyo-agere · 1 year

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I am currently writing a (kind of) three part Criminal Minds agere FF.

"kind of three part" bc each part can be viewed as a stand alone one shot.

The first part "broken boy" is done, it's the biggest one with a word count of over 3000. The other two, I'm not completely happy with yet. But I already know they'll be MUCH shorter, the second part being the shortest. Anyways, I'll keep working on them, but only upload the first one when I finished all parts.

I hope I'll be able to share it soon, it's been a while in the making (:

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spinningspencer · 1 month

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Quick kisses with Spencer Reid

◇When, one day, he asks you to pick out his tie, you tie it for him. You tug on it, pulling him into a quick kiss before smoothing over his shirt.

◇When he has to leave for work, you fix his collar for him, pulling him into one last quick kiss before he walks out the door.

◇When he comes home, the first thing you do before letting him take his shoes and jacket off is press a peck to his lips as a sweet "welcome back".

◇When you go to sleep, the last thing you two share is a soft kiss and a whispered "I love you" before falling into unconsciousness.

◇When he hugs you from behind and you turn your head, he takes the opportunity to press a kiss to your lips.

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aew-kun-age-regression · 1 year

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Heyyyyyy, can you do Spencer Reid headcannons for little Spence and caregiver Spence pleasee and thank you 🧡

You bet I can!!! I came up with this in class so I hope it's okay

Okay so Little Spencer:

I think he'd regress to the ages anywhere from either 2-4 or 6-9 (I also think he prefers being younger though as an older mindset makes him overthink, specifically about his mum.)

We know Spencer loves to read and that doesn't change when he's regressed. He doesn't read grown up books while small (courtesy of Hotch and Gideon being concerned at what content he may be reading) however that does not mean he necessarily reads books that are made for the age he regresses too.

Say he's regressed to 4 years old, you can guarantee the book in his hands is for a 8-9 year old.

Also I think he'd absolutely LOVE adventure books and as much as he loves reading he also loves being read too. Just imagine him and Gideon sitting next to each other on the plane and Gideon starts reading treasure island to him or something. 🥹

If you think he rambles a lot when big then you have a surprise coming because little Spencer loves to talk and he has so many interesting facts.

Now unfortunately on the topic of Gideon he would not handle him leaving well. In fact I feel like that's when the team found out he was a little, maybe Spence was on the plane after Gideon left and it just doesn't feel the same and he gets worked up and upset. Maybe Hotch notices and that's how Hotch becomes the new primary caregiver. (The rest of the team look after him too, including other littles. He is the baby after all.)

Building blocks!! SPECIFICALLY the ones with letters and numbers on them. He always finds ways to create fun games with them!

Imagine Spence, JJ, Penelope and Derek all just sitting at the round table (or on the ground in the room, depending on the day) playing blocks, watching TV or doing a puzzle! They'd have so much fun. I feel like Hotch and Rossi would walk in to just utter chaos as they play.

Spence doesn't like certain textures due to his autism and everyone is very aware and careful about his sensory issues.

ALSO both Hotch and Rossi carry ear defenders for him if he needs them.

Now Caregiver Spencer:

Will read you stories. If it's just the two of you around he will also put on silly voices for different characters.

He has coloured pens (glitter gel pens maybe?) In his bag along with a notepad so you have something to doodle on.

On more than one occasion he and Alex have been doing a crossword whilst you do your very own one than he created for you!

He has a plushy in his bag for you.

He always has a spare cardigan/sweater vest for you to wear if you find comfort in that.

Spence gives the BEST hugs! Like cradles you head whilst hugging you type of hug!! 🤗

He once forced Luke to give you a piggybag because you got an injury (you slipped in the police precinct you were in and got a minor scratch) but hey nobody was complaining and you had lots of fun.

If for some reason Spence cant look after you, Hotch, Rossi, Emily and Luke are his go to people he trusts to watch you.

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kiankiwi · 6 months

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Spencer's Good Day and Your Rough Day

Summary: Hotch takes care of Reid while you have a bad day at owrk

CW: Tears and ALL FLUFF NO PLOT

You were finally done with your day! You had a feeling it was going to be a bad day as soon as you had dropped a regressed Spencer off with Hotch and you were right. You got to the office and you had twice as much paperwork as normal, you had a surprise meeting today, you had spilled coffee on your favorite work pants, and to top it all off, you were working so long that you had done an hour of overtime before you had finally left and went to your car.

You missed your little so much. You sat in your car for a minute and took some deep breaths, feeling your fatigue build up behind your eyes making your eyes tear up. You just wanted to go see your baby. What if he thought you had left him with Hotch and you were never coming back for him? To be fair, he did deal with bad anxiety.

"Momma's coming, baby." You whispered as you started your car and took off for Hotch's house.

As soon as you knocked you could hear cartoons playing on the TV and Reid playing with his toys on the other side. "YN, come on in!" Hotch said happily as he opened the door. You smiled as your eyes landed on your happy baby as he intensely focused on his blocks. "Reid, look who it is!" Hotch called out to the little. Hearing his name, Spencer looked up and his face lit up when he recognized you.

He immediately giggled and crawled toward you. "Hi baby! Oooh, I missed you so much, little one." you said, swaying him a bit as you held him. "How was he?" You asked. "He was so good. We had breakfast eggos, we ate allll our lunch, watched mickey mouse,"

"MIMI MOU!" Spencer yelled, lifting his little fist into the air in triumph.

"That's right buddy, mickey mouse! And we even got to put a gold star on our potty chart!" Hotch reported as he tickled Reid's tummy.

You gasped. "You even went on the potty?! Good boy baby, momma's so proud of you!" You smiled as Spencer puckered his lips and leaned in for a peck. "Mwah! Momma's so happy you had a good day! Thank you Hotch."

"Oh it's no problem, we had a good time." Hotch said. "Hey you okay?" Hotch asked, lowering his voice. You nodded as Reid played with your hair. "Yeah, just a long day."

Deep down, Reid understood your words and patted your face gently, asking for your attention. "Mama sad?" He asked. "No baby, momma's okay, I just missed you bubby." Reid silently laid his head on your shoulder and snuggled in, offering his healing cuddles. "Aw thank you buddy. Should we go home? Thank you again Hotch." You said as he gathered Reid's bags. "Anytime!"

Twenty minutes later, Reid was still going on and on about his day with Unca Hotch as you took him out of the car and into the house.

"Oh yeah baby? You went looking for bugs in his garden?" Reid nodded and snuggled into your shoulder. "We found a fuzzy bug." Reid said around his paci. "A fuzzy one? I think that was a caterpillar baby. Remember, those ones turn into butterflies."

"Butterbyes!" Reid squeaked. "That's right buddy, butterflies!" You gave Reid a kiss on the head and brought him upstairs into his nursery and into his closet, looking through his pajamas, wanting to get him into comfier clothes now that you both were home.

"What do you want to watch together bubby?"

"Bunnies!" Spencer replied, he didn't even need time to think about it. He was absolutely obsessed with the show Max and Ruby. He liked to think you were Ruby and he was Max. He was mischievous and you were always taking care of him. Classic Max and Ruby.

At one point while big, on your anniversary, he even bought you a ruby necklace from little and big Spencer.

"The bunnies, Max and Ruby? Of course it's them! I didn't even need to ask you, silly boy." You chuckled and blew a raspberry into his neck. Spencer squealed, laughing. "Mommy! It tickles! Mommy!"

Ten minutes later, you put Spencer on the couch with an episode cued up of Max and Ruby and brought him a fresh bottle of milk as he situated himself in your lap as it played.

Spencer was contently watching his show and all of a sudden the rush of your bad day all came over you again and you started to get emotional. You sniffed and rushed to wipe your eyes but Spencer noticed you were upset.

"Mommy? What's wrong?" Spencer asked, letting his bottle roll out of his hand and cupping your face in his tiny hand. You sniffled again and smiled at him, teary eyed. "Nothing baby, mama's okay, I just really missed you today." You said, rubbing your eyes Spencer patted his chest. "I right here mama." Spencer said quietly. "Yeah baby, I'm so happy to get time with you. I love you baby." You said leaning down and kissing his cheek. Spencer wiped your tears away quickly. "Love you too mommy."

You put your hand in Spencer's hair to comfort yourself and Spencer quietly went back to his show, happy that he was able to comfort his mama a little bit.

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