Criminal Minds One Shots

Bad Dreams (Reid x Reader)

You glanced at your watch again. It was late. You sighed and put your book down on the table; you could barely keep your eyes open anymore. You glanced at Reid and he caught your gaze, giving you a quick, shy smile.

"You should get some rest," Spencer said quietly.

You yawned and shook your head. "I'm fine." You knew you were tired, but the case you had all just finished was a particularly bad one. You didn't want to face the nightmares that were sure to come.

Spencer was no stranger to the awful dreams that accompanied the job. More than once he has called you up in the middle of the night, unable to sleep and looking for comfort.

He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you closer to him. You rested your head on his shoulder and he kissed the top of your head. "No you're not," Reid whispered. "I'm right here. Get some sleep."

You nodded and closed your eyes, smiling sleepily as you drifted off to join the rest of the team in some much deserved sleep.

You had a relatively peaceful sleep until you were awakened by the sound of whispers and snickers. Your eyes flickered open and you saw the culprits. Morgan and Prentiss were leaning on the seats in front of you, exchanging quiet comments and smirking.

You realized that Reid's arm was still wrapped around you and you jumped out of your position, causing Reid to awake with a start. You bit your lip and grabbed your go bag, keeping your head down as you dodged Morgan and Prentiss' mischevious glances. You mentally kicked yourself for letting yourself get caught so easily, and for finally letting your feelings for Reid show.

A couple hours later, you heard a knock at your apartment door. You pulled yourself up off the couch and opened the door. There stood an anxious Dr. Spencer Reid.

"H-hey," you greeted, blush starting to heat your cheeks.

"I thought that maybe, if you wanted, we could, um, talk about what happened on the plane? I mean, we don't have to if you don't want to, of course. I wouldn't want to push you. Studies indicate that adrenaline levels are higher while exploring feelings for someone, specifically romantic ones, and I don't want to rush you-" Spencer started rambling nervously. You chuckled and shook your head as you stepped aside to let him into the apartment. He walked in and you led him to the couch.

"Spencer, take a breath." You laughed. "I, um, I do like you, if that's what you're asking..." You shrugged and smiled up at him shyly. As soon as the words left your lips, his face lit up.

"R-really?" He asked, his voice practically ecstatic. "Because, I like you too." He smiled down at his hands as he fidgeted with them.