#Are these thoughts of mine the ramblings of a lunatic? Maybe. I'll still use this observation to my advantage however

[hamartia-grander]

Okay but (to me) Leon's immediate skepticism of Luis is the biggest sign that he had some level of initial attraction to Luis, even if he didn't outwardly express it. Immediately regarding Luis the same way he regarded Ada after finding out she's a mercenary implies - more than anything else, in my opinion - that Leon was not only expecting, but actively preparing for his hopes to be dashed and for him to be proven wrong in his feelings for someone, again.

[vanillann]

ew, it’s the government (spencer reid x reader)

finally we see some progress...

warning: swearing, mentions of crime and sex, enemies to lovers

word count: 1.1k

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Chapter 6: Walmart over Burger King

"Why would anyone ever want a car this small?"

The small Volkswagen felt like a prison cell as I sat in the passenger seat, Agent Boy got into the driver side of the car.

"It's vintage," was all he said, and I found myself pleased with his short answer.

I let my feet fly to the dashboard, letting myself sink into the seat until I heard the dreaded classic music fill the car.

"You're joking, right? You can't be that boring," I reached to the stereo but he stuck his hand in the way of my fingers.

"Get your feet off the dash," his voice almost venomous and I wanted to scream but I kept my mouth shut. I didn't dare move my feet just to piss him off more but let the but he didn't say anything as the piano bouched throughout the car.

"So, who's apartment am I going to again?"

"Mine, it's the farthest from the building and the safest for everyone involved."

"Why because you're there to protect me," I spoke in a face high pitched voice.

"No, because I'm the only person that lives alone."

I let the smirk drop, only feeling slightly bad for the teasing as I didn't know the whole story until now.

The car ride was silent for the first five minutes, but sooner or later my anxiety speed up and the thought of the killer after me fogged my brain.

"Do you have any leads?"

"Not much, JJ is at the gas station now interviewing the cashier."

I could tell he was fed up with me by the way he didn't ramble for once and if it wasn't for my past with cops I might have felt bad for messing with him so much.

"We'll find him, I know you hate us-"

"I never said I hated you, I simply hate the system you work for," I was quick to defend myself, waiting for him to say something against my word but nothing of the sort came out.

"I was a fan of the system at first, but we aren't bad people."

Something in me snapped, this wall that I had built suddenly crumpled as I went off on the poor boy who had nothing to do with my fiery anger.

"I've seen bad ones, I watched they do things you'd never understand so I decided a long time ago that if you can't determine if they're bad then assume until they've proven otherwise. Besides, I said it once the system you work of as don't nothing for me or the people I care about," I heard my voice, I sounded pissed, well I was.

He said nothing as my outburst, simply just continued driving until we turned a corner and pulled into a large parking lot. I looked up, grabbing my bag ready to see an apartment building but instead, a giant grocery store sat in place.

I turned to look at Agent Boy but a ball cap was placed on my head, covering my eyes and he made a "shush" sound.

"I don't have any real food at my place and I assume you're hungry."

"We could go to Burger King," I pointed out the window to the lit-up sign of the restaurant that didn't sit very far from us.

"Do you know how unhealthy they are? Plus in October-" I zoned out rolling my eyes and jumping out the car while he spoke about some rat found in their rat, or maybe a bug I couldn't care.

"Hey! You can't leave my side, there is still a killer out there looking for you," he stood close to me, I went to back away but he grabbed my upper arm.

"Just be decent for once."

I almost bit back before we stepped into the door of the lit-up grocery store and he roughly pulled my arm to the carts.

"Push it? I would but the germs and I left my hand wipes in the car."

"Geek," I muttered, moving to one of the stell carts and pulling it from the others. I pushed the cap from my eyes but he pushed it back down.

"I can't see," I hissed out, only able to see his chest down and my anxiety was going crazy.

"I'll lead you, trust me."

"No," as soon as the word trust fell from his lips I reacted. I've always been my own eyes and some FBI agent that was the same age as I wasn't going to change that.

"Just for five minutes, then when we are back in the car you can go back to complaining," he spoke like he was annoyed, he probably was but for once I was pleased with it.

"I can't promise anything."

I held my head down, keeping a close distance with him as we walked through the grocery store like he had the map on the back of his hand.

"What's for dinner Agent?"

"Shepherd's Pie," he spoke with confidence, the first time since I arrived that he didn't Sutter or looking like he was going to kill me.

"Never had it."

He said nothing, putting different crusts and such into the cart. I went to turn the corner but my forearm was pulled back. My back collided with someone, that same scent that once filled the sweater float around me.

"Let me go you lunatic."

I yelped as I pulled my arm from his, pushing the ball cap up to look at the boy with wide eyes. He did nothing, simply turning the corner and carry on with his shopping. I roughly pushed the cart into his ass, a small "ow" falling past his lips as he looked to me.

"What the hell man!" I whispered-yelled still scared as to why he would pull me back.

"I saw your ex," he spoke simply like he knew me or who my ex even was.

"Stop fucking with my Reid," I couldn't believe myself when I spoke his name but my anger was too hot to care.

"I saw a post about it when Garica was looking through your social media, you two had a messy breakup and I doubted you wanted to see him."

I hated that he was right, I didn't want to see that scum bag or decide to laugh about my sister death.

"Thanks, I guess."

He nodded, giving a thin-lipped smile and pulling out what I assumed to be the last few ingredients of dinner. He eyed my cap,  without a word pulled back down to cover my eyes.

Why did Agent Boy have to be a decent person, it's so hard to hate decent people.

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