#DO I THROW AN UNPA IN THERE

[spencessmile]

Move In With Me

Pairing - Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Summary - You move in with Spencer

Warnings - Fluff

Word Count - 1.1k

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You never realized how much stuff you owned until you were surrounded by mountains of boxes and duffle bags. You were finding it incredibly difficult to sort through your things. You didn’t need everything but you also didn’t want to throw anything out. You were trying to be considerate of the space you were about to take up in someone’s apartment.

Your wardrobe mostly consisted of leggings and oversized t-shirts; lots of them. Even after being surrounded by clothes for three hours you had got nowhere close to figuring out what you were keeping and what you weren’t. You look over to the throwout pile and it was empty and the keep pile was piling higher and higher.

You sigh, throwing the pair of shoes that were in your lap in the keep pile.

“Honey, I’m done packing your books in the boxes but we might need more … oh, what’s going on here?” Spencer pops his head into the room and you just groan at his question.

“Spencer, we’ve been dating for five years why haven’t you ever told me that I own too many clothes?”

“Because you don’t.” Spencer steps into the room and almost topples over your shoes.

“Are you not seeing all these clothes? After I sort my stuff you won’t have any space in your apartment. It’ll all just be my stuff.”

Woah, hey,” Spencer made away and sat down next to you. “It’s going to be our apartment and besides, no one takes space that is already theirs,” He smiles. “I have more than enough space for all your things. If need be, you can store some of your things in the spare bedroom. An even better idea, we can turn that room into a vanity. It could solely be your space. I’m sure Morgan wouldn’t mind using those big muscles of his to build you an extra storage cabinet and vanity.” You look over at Spencer in awe.

“You’d give up your spare room for all my things?”

“Yes. Yes, I would. I know you love all your things, and I wouldn’t want you to throw them away just because you’re afraid it’s going to take up space. Things are meant to take up space. Don’t worry about it,” He bops your nose as you giggle.

“Thanks, baby,” You said leaning in for a small kiss. “But since we’re on the topic of clothes, you also have a lot of clothes.”

Spencer gasped. “What? No, I don’t.”

“How about once I move in, we’ll spend a weekend de-cluttering your side of the closet?”

“Sorry honey, can’t hear you. Going to grab some food!” And just like that Spencer was out of the room in a flash, leaving you once again with all your clothes.

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The windows were open, letting in a cool and soft breeze, the sun creating a warm orange-pink glow on the cool light brown hardwood floor. Your attention was solely towards getting your things unpacked, you jumped when you felt a pair of hands wrap around your waist. “You scared me.”

“Didn’t mean to,” Spencer mumbles into your hair. “Come on, let’s take a break,” You shook your head. “Why not?”

“Because we just took a break 20 minutes ago. I have to unpack at least 3 of these boxes before tonight. The bedroom looks like a hurricane flew through it.”

“The boxes aren’t going to grow legs and walk anywhere if you take another break, y’know?”

“That’s exactly why I need to unpack them because if I walk away now they are going to sit here for weeks and I’m never going to get anywhere with them.” You reply but when you turn around Spencer wasn’t anywhere in sight. “Spence?” You call out for him.

A couple of seconds later, you heard a soft melody. You followed the sound, your feet stopping in the living room, where you see Spencer flipping through his types of vinyl.

“Babe, what are you doing?” You ask, leaning against the doorframe. You watch as Spencer pops in the right one and waits for the music to start playing. He turns around, “Had to find your favourite.” He winks, grabbing onto your hand. “Dance with me?” You raise your eyebrow at him, surprised.

“Spencer I have to unpa-,” Spencer had a mischievous look in his eyes.

“You can unpack later. For now, dance with me,” Spencer kicked the small ottoman to the side and pulled you into the middle of the living room. “So, may have this dance?” He had the goofiest smile on his face and you just couldn’t resist.

“I thought you didn’t know how to dance. I had to dance with Morgan at JJ and Will’s wedding and he has big feet.” Spencer laughed.

“I didn’t,” He replies.

“Now you magically do?”

“I took a couple of lessons.”

“From who?”

“Rossi and Hotch. Emily tried to teach me but she ended up with a twisted ankle. I think it was because she was drunk.” You threw your head back in a laugh and Spencer felt like he fell in love with you all over. It was that laugh and the twinkle in your eyes that he got all caught up in. “Darling,” He leaned for a kiss, which you happily gave. “I’m full of surprises.”

“Let’s see how good you are,” You wrapped your hands around his neck and his hands wrapped around your waist. You both quietly swayed to the soft melody before Spencer pulled you away only to catch you and spin you around. Your back softly met his chest and he dug his head into your shoulder peppering small kisses to your neck that caused you to giggle.

Spencer threw you around for another spin but this time you lost your balance and fell to the ground, knocking over some boxes.

“Babe!” Spencer was about to kneel down to help but you quickly got back onto your feet and re-positioned yourself. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do that.”

“Relax baby. It wasn’t your fault.” You kissed his nose.

“Let me check if your hurt,” He tried to pull away. “Y/n,” You hug him tighter and you both continue to move to the music.

“As long as I’m with you, I’ll always be alright.” You press your cheek against Spencer’s chest, hearing his steady heartbeat. The sun long set and the music eventually died down but you both continued swaying in each other’s arms.

“I’m really glad that you asked me to move in with you,” You whisper, breaking the silence.

Spencer’s eyes glance at the apartment and even though it looks slightly messier than usual, he didn’t mind. He had you with him and that was more than enough for him.

“Me too love.”

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Happiness takes a different face, every day - Juni