wherein y/n opens a bakery next door to the home of troubled fbi agent dr spencer reid.
during the aftermath of 'revelations,' where spencer is still battling his addiction. however, the members of the team does not exactly line up with this timeli...
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I WASN'T QUITE sure how to answer that.
"oh, um, yeah." i tucked my hair behind my ear. "spencer is one of my regulars," i looked towards him to continue, not wanting to say more than he was comfortable with, when i noticed he was walking towards me.
i didn't think he would ever hug me in front of his coworkers.
he started hugging me a few weeks ago, first an arm around my shoulder before scurrying out of the bakery. recently, though, he gave me a proper hug every time he left the bakery.
and now, i barely have any time to react before his arms are wrapped around my waist.
i cant resist from burying my head in his shoulder, i need to know he's okay, though. he's acting odd, and i'm not sure if it's just because we're around his colleagues.
"everything okay, spence?" i whisper it into his ear. he squeezes my waist in response. it's all the answer i need.
i carefully, very carefully, place a light, hopefully reassuring, kiss on his shoulder. it's the shoulder on the opposite side of his friends— they won't see it. but that's not what i'm worried about.
nicknames can be platonic.
hugs can be platonic.
kisses?
i'm not so sure.
he squeezes me once more before letting me go, it's shorter than other hugs we've had.
still much too long to be considered casual.
his friends look dumbfounded, i pretend not to notice.
"what can i get you all?" the blush on my cheeks is a dead giveaway.
they get the hint and pretend not to notice.
i can see derek give spencer a look 'tell me later,' but other than that they don't mention it.
they all order something, spencer helping me put things into bags. he's clumsy, so he's not allowed to touch drinks. bags are a safe bet, though, so i let him help.
he looks a bit down, his energy seems off. i want to ask him what's wrong but i don't want to intrude on his friends' night and i don't want to make his mood any worse.
i settle for writing him a note on a napkin.
i'm here, y/n
i put the note as discreetly as i can into the bag that had his blueberry muffin.
"hey, y/n..." it's derek who speaks up when it's silent. i rush my head up to look at him, desperate for him to like me.
"why don't you come back to spencer's with us?" spencer freezes beside me. he seems unsure? maybe uncomfortable at the suggestion.
"um," i look to spencer for guidance, he keeps looking at his hands. "it sound lovely," i decide, "but i'm really busy here tonight." spencer exhales.
i pretend it doesn't hurt that he doesn't want me to come.
"next time?" it's aaron who asks, i'm shocked by the suggestion. he seems so stoic and serious, the last person i would expect to want my company.
"yeah maybe," it's spencer who answers. i let my shoulders fall for a moment, disappointed he doesn't want me around, and then i put the smile back on my face.
it's not like i'm his girlfriend or anything.
authors note hi everyone this one is a lot shorter than usual but i have exams and i'm not ready to write spencer's pov for this chapter yet. so i thought, two short updates within a few days would be better? i'll probably edit them together later. anyways :) love you!
