asttronomi

[asttronomi]

tired loving

spencer reid x reader

tags: sleepy kisses, fluff, a lot of fluff, cuddles, small size difference things, spencer being a big baby for u, my attempts at writing an extremely intelligent character despite being a dumbass

spencer groans, flopping down onto your bed, allowing his bag to drop down his shoulder, barely holding onto his arm as it thumps against your floor. work was frustrating, he didn't know what was going on with his brain but no information was going into it. every answer was on the tip of his tongue, and he strains his brain to try and answer everything correctly. "hey, spence! i didn't hear you come in." god, he can hear the smile in your voice- he had been so busy with working on this new case that he hadn't been able to meet up with you at all this past month.

"you look tired, have you slept?" the bed dips under your weight, and fingers card through his fluffy hair lovingly. "mmmhhhh..." spencer can only groan into your pillow, huffing heavily and taking in the scent of your shampoo- one of his favourite smells. "aww, darling. was it a bad day?" you ask, and he finally props his chin up on your pillow to talk to you. "not bad... just frustrating, i guess..." spencer's pout makes you smile softly as you brush his hair away from his face.

"tell me about it?" you shimmy onto the bed with him as he rolls onto his side, arms wrapping tightly around your body as you kiss his barely exposed collarbones gently. "i can't... think..! everyone keeps asking me questions and i don't know the answers anymore!" spencer complains, and you hum with thought. "i've been asked so many questions, my brain comes up with the wrong answer or it's just out of reach and i feel like an idiot! hotch sent me home with the case file so i could review it and get back to him by tomorrow..!" his stressed rambles can only make you giggle slightly.

"is it memory loss or is your brain in need of a rest?" you half-tease, and spencer whines, hiding his face in your neck. "ok, ok... maybe it's lack of sleep? when i don't sleep my brain turns into mush." your suggestion only makes spencer realise just how tired he really was, and he huffs through his nose. "ohh... so you are tired." you giggle, cupping the back of his head, fingers gently scratching his scalp. "mmhh... maybe." he almost yawns, "i know you wanna stay up and talk, spence, but you need sleep right now. we'll go through the case together when you wake up." your words makes spencer groan with annoyance. "but i haven't seen you in ages..!"

"and i'm not going anywhere. sleep, baby." you press a kiss to his temple, fingers massaging soothing circles on the back of his head. spencer whines, grasping his bag and hauling it up onto the bed. "the file's in here somewhere." he sighs, rummaging through the contents before pulling out a simple, yet thick, tan file.

"all this?" you take it from his hands, opening the cover with a small creak. "mhm... a lot of it is evidence photos. any others is notes, a general summary and profiling." spencer nods, snuggling into your chest as you wrap a single arm around him; still holding the file in your hands as you read through the notes. "did morgan write this? the writing is very... chicken scratch." you giggle, and spencer huffs out a laugh. "yeah... he did." he mumbles, voice sleepy.

you press a kiss onto the top of his head, flipping through pages upon pages of information. "this guy seems really angry..." you mumble, noting the kill count mentally. "he's a sociopathic narcissist, to be honest. its not anger, but more of a sadistic tendency towards women." spencer replies, voice slurring with sleep. "mhm, sounds scary to go up against people like this..." you almost shudder, and spencer's arms tighten around your torso. "i wouldn't let anything happen to you." he sighs, and you giggle, giving his head another kiss. "i know."

spencer is half asleep as you flick through the file, reading through it carefully as your boyfriend begins to snore lightly. you giggle, pressing one more kiss to his lips as you read the murderer's profile. spencer hums, snuggling closer, ear pressed to your heartbeat.