#metal home trim

[isaacfhtagn]

Tile - Roofing Inspiration for a huge rustic brown two-story wood and clapboard exterior home remodel with a tile roof and a brown roof

[lightningmcqueenstan]

my cousins just replaced their pool deck no one speak to me im in mourning

[drugstoreprincess]

Metal Roofing Exterior design inspiration for a large, beige, two-story wood house on the coast with a metal roof.

[believeitwillcometrueforever]

Patio Austin

Patio - mid-sized contemporary backyard concrete patio idea with a roof extension

[laislandia]

Mudroom Front Door Example of a large trendy light wood floor entryway design with white walls and a glass front door

[eagleflieswiththedove]

Flat Roofing Large contemporary brown three-story wood exterior home idea with a metal roof

[meridabears]

Flat Roofing

Large contemporary brown three-story wood exterior home idea with a metal roof

[duffmckaganfc]

Modern Exterior Phoenix Idea for a medium-sized, modern, two-story metal flat roof

[maximefauconnier]

Exterior - Farmhouse Exterior An illustration of a big cottage in beige with a one-story stone gable roof.

[antiquesinhilltopfarm]

Backyard in DC Metro Mid-sized farmhouse back porch photo with decking and a roof extension

[truthless-behind-the-curtain]

Denver Walk Out Basement design idea: a medium-sized industrial walk-out basement with gray walls, a ribbon fireplace, and a tile fireplace.

[johnnyvenusgf]

Home Office - Freestanding Inspiration for a mid-sized rustic freestanding desk medium tone wood floor study room remodel with brown walls and no fireplace

[luveline]

hi!!! i have a request for roommate!spencer where he's injured during a case and reader show up at the hospital because she's his emergency contact but the team is really confused wondering who's this stranger fussing over spencer. hope you like it, love you!

thank you for requesting honey!! love you<3 fem!reader

“Close your eyes,” you command, voice all blown up and grand, already smiling. “Close your eyes, Spencer.” 

“No.” He squints groggily. “What are you doing?” 

“Close your eyes.” 

“No, Y/N, what are you doing?” he asks. 

You shake your spray bottle at him. He sighs a long-suffering sigh and finally admits defeat, his tired eyes shuttering closed all too easily. You rest your knee on the side of his bed and hear the metal squeaking at your added weight, your hand gentle as you cover his forehead. “You have greasy hair,” you say sympathetically. “This is gonna feel much nicer.” 

You blast him with dry shampoo, his brown hair turning white with powder. You drop the can in his lap and set about rubbing the powder into his hair until the grease is soaked up, and his hair feels less miserably lank. 

“When are they gonna let you shower again?” you ask quietly. 

You’re still touching his hair. More for him than you, you hope he feels comforted, but mostly you just wanna affirm to yourself that he’s all in one bruised piece. Your heart still aches as much as it did when you got the phone call in the first place —Spencer Reid’s next of kin? 

You suppose that’s you. 

“I don’t know.” 

You take his hair back into his current parting. “Well, let’s hope it’s soon. How are you liking the sponge baths? Are they awful?” 

“Humiliating.” 

Just outside of Spencer’s hospital room, Hotch and JJ stand together with a bag of essentials. They’d drawn to a sudden stop when they realised Spencer had company. “Who is that?” she asks. 

Hotch, used to knowing everything, frowns very deeply. He doesn’t know who you are, but from the way you’re touching Spencer’s hair and face, he should. 

JJ sounds a little put out. “She doesn’t work here.” 

“No, I don’t think so,” Hotch says. His frown lightens as you laugh and scratch Spencer’s hair back behind his ears. 

“Is it unkind of me to think he didn’t have any friends?” JJ asks. 

Hotch knows Spencer has friends. He’s summoned Spencer from chess games and fan clubs, picking him up occasionally on the way to the office on cafe sidewalks as he waved goodbye to a glasses-wearing bibliophile, often in coats too big for them or with hair in need of a trim. Spencer attracts the unconventional because he, as anybody in this line of work tends to be, is inordinary. So JJ probably is being unkind, but Hotch knows what she means. 

You look completely regular. You settle on one thigh on his bed while the other keeps you up and put your hand on his chest, chatting breezy words they can’t hear through the glass.

Spencer curls into you slowly. 

“You’ll be home soon,” you say, rubbing his shoulder, “don’t worry.” 

Hotch’s eyebrows rise of their own accord. He and JJ excuse themselves for coffee before they’re spotted, and when they return, you’re gone. “Spence, who was that girl?” JJ asks. Hotch notes the slightest line of jealousy tugging under her curiosity. 

He sounds as though he could use some more pain medication, and a good night's sleep, but he’s proud as he says, “That’s my roommate. I told you about her.” 

“Ah, your roommate,” Hotch says. 

“What’s that mean?” Spencer asks. 

“Nothing, Spencer,” Hotch says, using the young man’s first name in a rare show of affection. “That’s just an irregular word for it. I haven’t heard it in a while.” 

JJ laughs. Spencer hides his face with both hands, a smudge of lip balm on his hand shining under the stark hospital fluorescents. “I’m too tired,” he complains. 

Hotch hadn’t seen you kiss him, but he can imagine how it might have happened, how you’d leaned in for a kiss on the cheek goodbye and Spencer overwhelmed himself thinking about it. Or maybe it’s just an innocuous smudge. Maybe it’s nothing at all. 

“We live together,” Spencer mumbles. “I couldn’t afford to live by myself at first, it’s D.C.” 

“And now?” Hotch asks. He knows Spencer is on good enough money to afford an apartment by himself these days, a big one. He has no dependents. 

“Didn’t seem fair… She’s nice. She’s, like, my best friend.” 

“Don’t let Morgan hear you say that,” JJ laughs. 

Hotch isn’t sure she gets it, but he does. “Well, you can ask her to come back. We have work to do.” 

Spencer pretends he’s hesitant to pick up the phone. Your reply is an immediate beep. Hotch knows a good friend when he sees one. 

[nicohayes]

Modern Exterior - Roofing Example of a mid-sized minimalist gray two-story metal flat roof design

[maxexplores]

Exterior Metal Medium-sized modern gray two-story metal roof design

[izzrd]

Outdoor Kitchen - Contemporary Patio Medium-sized modern backyard shot of a concrete patio kitchen with an addition to the roof