Criminal Minds One Shots

*Seven is Lucky, Right? (ReidxReader)

Requested by escaping_lifee as a part two to "Hey Stranger" which should be the post immediately above this one if I saved everything correctly. This can, however, be read as a stand-alone one shot.

You woke up to an annoying screeching-beeping sound. Fumbling around for a moment you reached over and turned off your alarm clock. You sleepily scrubbed your eyes before rolling over to wake up your boyfriend.

"Spencer."

"Mmmm?" he responded, eyes closed.

"Spence, wake up."

"Mmm no." He smiled just a bit as he protested.

You leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "How about now?"

"Maybe," he mumbled in response.

Sighing playfully you sat up and climbed over Spencer so you were straddling him. "Wake uuuuuuuuuup!"

"Mmm I'm awake I'm awake," he laughed, eyes still closed.

"No. You're. Not." With each word, you leaned closer and closer until your lips were barely an inch from his nose. You gave him a quick peck on the nose before running off into the shower.

"I'm gonna use all the hot water!" you taunted.

"Nooooooo! Please! Have mercy!" Spencer actually sat up in bed in a feeble attempt to get ready.

"You could always join me," you said with baited breath.

That caught Spencer's attention.

You turned on the shower, trying to make as much noise as you could. "Oooooooooh!" you moaned as the water hit you. "Mmm yes!"

Spencer threw off the blankets and stormed into the bathroom, leaving a trail of pajamas behind.

Once the morning festivities were over the two of you set off to work; you by car and Spencer by train. You always commuted separately, no matter whose house either of you came from. You weren't quite ready to let the team know about your relationship just yet.

Spencer entered the office a few minutes after you did. You bumped into each other at the coffee machine.

"Morning, Reid!" you chirped.

Spencer flicked his eyebrows up at you. "Good morning, y/n."

"How was your night?" you asked innocently.

"Oh I think you know," he whispered in a low voice.

You turned bright red before rushing off back to the tech lab you shared with Garcia.

"Well something happened on your way to the kitchen," Garcia commented as you walked in.

"Whaddya mean?"

"Well, for starters, you didn't come back with any coffee."

You looked down at your empty hands.

"Uh, we- we're out of the creamer I like."

"Mmhmm. And you're also the same shade as my lipstick."

"I don't wanna talk about it," you mumbled.

"Okay," she replied, throwing her hands up in surrender.

Garcia did stop interrogating you, but her tone made you certain that she was on to you.

. . .

Just as the day was winding down, Hotch called everyone in for a meeting.