Spencer Reid imagines/ one shots

Perfection

As I walked into the large and noisy club, the smell of strong liquor and smoke filled my nose. The rest of my team was elated at the chaotic atmosphere, but it had quite the opposite affect for me. Why on earth did I agree to come? I hated clubs! I thought myself as everyone moshed into the crowd.

" Isn't this place GREAT?" JJ yelled loudly.

"O-h oh umm y-ya I guess." I stammered.

" What?" She yelled again.

" I'll be at the bar!" I yelled over the loud music.

" Whatever pretty boy." Morgan laughed as they all danced and cheered along with hundreds of other clamoring idiots who were probably spreading various diseases to each other without even realizing it.

I pushed past the hundreds of people as the flashing blue led lights pained my eyes, I quickly made my way to the bar. It was surprisingly quite and as the music slowly quieted, my heartbeat slowly began to follow. This place was giving me some serious anxiety.

" Hey anything I can get for you before my shift ends?" An angelic spoke softly as she approached me from behind the bar.

When I looked back at her, I saw just how truly stunning she was. She had long (y/h/c) that was tied back in a pony on the top of her head. She had a few lose strands that had fallen out of the big tie on the top of her hair and flowed down so elegantly yet effortlessly at the same time. She was wearing a simple black cropped racer tank top that hugged the curves of her figure, along with a pair of dark skinny jeans and a black apron that on top of her pants. A pair of black rimmed glasses framed her face and complimented her gorgeous (y/e/c) which glimmered in the flashing lights of the club. She had a small stud in her left nose ring that sparkled along with the small tennis bracket she wore on her wrist.

I eyed her up and down as she spoke in complete awe.

" O-O-oh umm y-ya could I uhhhh... ummm a b-beer p-please." I stammered barley above a whisper.

I cursed myself for being such a spaz as the words awkwardly tumbled out of my mouth. I expected her to just scoff at my awkwardness and bring me a drink reluctantly, but instead she... blushed. She looked down at the ground and eyed me up and down before bitting her lip to cover a smile.

" You got it." She said with a sweet encouraging smile.

As she walked around to the other end of the bar and grabbed my drink, I gave myself a quick pep talk. Alright, just be cool. Normal.. ya try to be normal.. or at least less awkward. Ya less awkward it is! Just don't act like a complete idiot and you'll be fine. I recited in my head as she walked back over with my drink in hand.

" This ones on the house." She said as she slid the drink down the bar with just the perfect amount of force so that it fell perfectly in my hand.

I laughed softly at the little gesture and slowly began to build my confidence.

"Aren't I supposed to be the one buying the pretty girl a drink?" I said with a bit of surprise at my new found confidence.

She bit her lip and giggled as she leaned forward so that her chin was resting on her hand. With her other hand she pushed her glasses up twords her face, as they had fallen down to the tip of her nose. You couldn't help but smile at the little movement.

" Well i don't accept drinks from guys who's names I don't know." She said as she titled her head slightly still not breaking eye contact.

" Well in that case... I'm Spencer... Reid... I'm doctor Spencer Reid." I said nervously.

" Well, doctor Spencer Reid... I'm (y/n)."

You both smiled widely at each other as she slowly crumbled up her apron and shoved it under the bar. She then walked around it and sat down in the seat next to yours. She sipped on her vodka lemonade as we she noticed The small book I had rolled in my pocket.

" What are your reading? She asked making my blush redden even further.

We talked about our favorite books for about ten minutes when a girl about her age came and tapped (Y/n) on the shoulder. She sighed and looked back at me apologetically.

" I'm sorry this is kinda my ride for the night." She said as she bit her lip.

" Well could I maybe get your number.." I asked not wanting her to leave.

She paused for a second before smirking deviously as she turned towards me.

" Here give me the book." She said still smirking with a pen now in her hand.

I tilted my head in confusion as I watched her scribble in the first page of my book. If it were anyone else you probably would've yelled at someone for writing in a book of mine, but then again she wasn't just anyone.

" I'll see you around Spencer..." she said sweetly as she planted a small kiss on your check.

I grinned widely at the small gesture as she walked out of the raving club. After she left, I looked back down at the book and grinned even wider as I saw what she had wrote. Her number was in Roman numerals! I couldn't help but giggle at the note. She was definitely someone I wanted- someone I needed to see again.
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Should I do a part two of this???🤔
This one was one Ive been trying to write for a while but haven't been able to actually start but I finally did so yay! Also thank you so much for 100 veiws on this book!🎉 to anyone who reads this you are very swaggy and I hope you have a lovely evening.