Spencer Reid One Shots

(17) Staying In Bed- ;)

Your POV:
You flip over in your bed, now laying on top of a bare chest. You can hear your boyfriend's heart beat and feel your head rise with his chest every time he takes a breath in. The room is dark and silent and at this very moment, you're so content with the world.

Until you hear a banging on your door followed by the voices of Penelope Garcia and Derek Morgan telling you to open up. You and Spencer both try to ignore it, hoping that if you ignored it long enough, it would go away. After what seems like 2 minutes straight of them knocking and yelling, you groan in annoyance. "Babe, it's Penelope and Derek. Go open it for them," you say as you roll off of him so he can get up.

"It woke you up first, you open it," Spencer whines as he scoots a little bit closer to you.

"Babe, please?" You ask him. No answer. "Spencer, pleaaaaaaaase?" You whine out and shake him. He sighs before groaning yet again.

"Who is it," he calls out.

"I could've done that," you say to him with your face pressed into your pillow. You roll over once more so that your head is resting on his chest again and both of your legs are intertwined with his.

"Well then why didn't you," he chuckles with his eyes still closed. You lift your arm and playfully smack his chest.

"Pretty boy, open up! Come on!" Derek's voice sneaks it's way through the cracks of the doorframe.

"It's open," Spencer says in a deep, groggy voice as he's half asleep.

"Oh, would you look at that, it is," you hear Penelope say after she's pushed the door all the way open.

"Wow, soooooooo glad we gave you both keys," you call out with a small giggle.

After joining the BAU 4 years ago, you never thought that this would be happening 4 years later: 1) You and Spencer dating after your first 6 months at the BAU. 2) You and him actually hitting the 2 year mark and ending up moving in together. 3) You giving Penelope and Derek each a copy of your guy's house key. 4) Them both walking in on you laying on his chest underneath the covers of your king size bed.

"Hey, we only used them to get into your living room! Notice how we gave courtesy to knock on your bedroom door," Penelope says joyfully, "speaking of: why are you both in bed? It's the BAU's day off, we're doing something fun!"

"Fun for us too, man, not just following them around all day while they shop, like last time," Derek jokes to Spencer, earning him a small laugh. "Emily decided to throw together a little brunch at her new place."

"JJ and Will are coming with the boys, too! You know how much you both love your godsons," Penelope tries to convince you.

"What time is the brunch?" You say softly as Spencer pulls you closer to his chest.

"10am on the dot!" Penelope answers back.

"And what time is it right now?" Spencer asks this time, his voice barely audible.

"8am," Derek replies.

"Cool. Come back in 2 hours," you murmur as Spencer and you share a giggle.

"What you don't want to hang out with us til then?" Derek laughs. It's not that you didn't want to hang out with them; you loved them both. But the team got back from a 8 day long case last night and Hotch gave you all strict orders to relax.

This was how you and Spencer relaxed. You sleep in until 11, you stay in bed another hour as you watch whatever new serial killer documentary Netflix just released, you order takeout, and you walk around the apartment without pants on.

"I'll have you know that Derek and I are two hip-happening young people and just because you two were the youngest agents in FBI history, that doesn't mean you're too cool to hang out with us," Penelope says and you can just tell that she's shaking her finger at you because you can hear all her bracelets jingling with one another. "In fact, I may just force you both to get up right now," she smirks and walks over to the curtains that are keeping the room almost pitch black. After slowly grabbing them in her hands, she yanks them open, revealing the glaring sun throughout your bedroom. With the white walls and all the art hanging, the room turns as bright as ever.

Before the sunlight can bother you, though, you and Spencer each pull up the covers over your eyes, protecting you both from the light you were dreading to see. "Go awaaaaaay," you say to her through the covers.

"Ooh, you think the covers over you head is gonna protect you from the amazing Penelope Garcia? Think again," she giggles and you can feel her take a grip on the covers that's on top of you and Spence right now.

"Pen, I, uh, wouldn't do that," you warn her and try to stifle a soft laugh.

"And I would listen to her..." Spencer agrees and nods his head.

"Or what, you'll profile me to death," she laughs, "come on you, two! Wakey, wakey!" She yanks the blanket off of you and Spencer revealing him in boxers and you in one of his shirts- only it's ridden up, now revealing that you're not wearing any pants, only a thin, black thong.

"Ah!" "Oh my God!" You hear them both scream and jump to their feet and out the bedroom, shutting the door behind them. You and Spencer don't open your eyes once, but laugh uncontrollably. You lift the blanket back up to cover you and Spencer's bodies and snuggle in deeper to his chest.

"I mean, I warned them," you giggle and shake your head. A few seconds after, you hear another knock on the bedroom door.

"Yes?" Spencer asks with a small grin.

"Sorry," Penelope and Derek say through the door.

"And what are those keys only used for from now on?" You ask in a simple tone.

"Emergencies," they say together. You can tell they're frowning from the dullness of their voices and you can't help but snort out a bit in laughter.

"And what time are we meeting?" Spencer calls out.

"10," they reply.

"Alrighty then, remember to lock our front door on the way out! Thanks," Spencer voices in a semi-mocking tone. You wait a few seconds and hear your front door shut and lock. You let out a sigh of relief that you finally have some peace and quiet. One problem: now you can't go back to sleep.

"Spence... are you awake too," you nudge him a bit and hope he's awake too.

"Sadly, yes. Those two really know how to ruin a good dream," he jokes and opens his eyes.

"I know! And now it's too bright in here for me to fall back asleep," you put your arm on his chest and rest your head on it as you lock eyes with him. His brown orbs are bright and wide and he finally looks well rested, something neither have you have been in a long time.

You examine his face and smile at him. His chin and jaw have a little bit of stubble and his lips are a little swollen. His mahogany colored hair is unkept and long strands are pointed in every direction. He doesn't even look like he's just woke up. To be honest, he looked as if he was going to be posing for a photoshoot in bed.

"How do you look this good right when you wake up?" He smiles at you, reciprocating the thoughts you had about him moments ago.

"Shut up," you laugh and roll your eyes at his cheesiness.

"No, seriously. You look...," he starts to say and clears his throat, "um, I mean, what do you want to do until Emily's brunch?"

"I don't know, it's in two hours so we probably wouldn't have time to leave the apartment and do anything else, if we want to be on time," you shrug.

"So you're telling me we should probably just stay in bed the next two hours? What ever shall we do?" He says in a seemingly sarcastic tone. You raise an eyebrow as you realize what he's suggesting.

"Oh, I might be able to think of a few things," you giggle as you lean up a little bit and kiss his stubbly jaw.
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A/N:
I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I hope you have a nice day! Love you!🐢🌱✨

Word Count: 1,454