The next few weeks were absolute bliss. Whenever we could, Reid and I hung out, doing anything and everything to fill up the time we had together. Thankfully, with our leave of absences we had a lot of opportunities to enjoy each other's company, which after the crazy few months we'd had was definitely needed.

Most of the time we just relaxed, spending our time laying on the couch and just soaking up each other's company. Our favourite thing to do was cuddle on the couch and read. Often times I'd get him to do it out loud for me. I loved hearing his voice; the way it sounded soft and informative made my brain tingle. For hours he'd just speak to me, running his fingers through my hair as I clutched his chest and listened to him rattle on about concepts like synchronicity or effective theory.

When the day came where he was finally required to go back to work I couldn't help, but feel sad. The night before he stayed over at the house and attempted to make dinner. While he did I took a nap, waking up to the fire alarm blaring upstairs. Unsurprisingly, he burnt everything, profusely apologizing to both Luke and I.

Not long after spending a few days together I discovered that Reid wasn't the greatest cook. Given that fact that he spent so much time working it made sense why. The last thing anyone wanted to do after a long day of work was make themselves a meal, so takeout really was the only option.
After apologizing again I laughed. I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him in, pressing my lips roughly to his, while Luke awkwardly stood near the fridge. When we separated I shook my head, glancing over at the blackened chicken sitting on top of the stove. "I appreciate the sentiment, but if you're going to try cooking again please ask for supervision." I gave him a wink and fixed the collar of his shirt.

He seemed embarrassed. He gave Luke an apologetic look and sighed.

"No harm no foul," Luke responded, raising his arms reassuringly.

"I promise I'll pay for the chicken," Reid responded.

I pulled my phone out from the pocket of my sweatshirt and handed it to him. "How about you pay for pizza?" I suggested.

He took the phone and nodded.

We spent the rest of the night eating dinner and watching old, cheesy horror movies. Luke joined us for a few, suggesting we watch something called Down AKA The Shaft. Instantly we agreed, knowing all to well with a title like that it was bound to be bad. As the credits rolled in and the first few scenes took place I couldn't help, but look over at Reid who was absolutely horrified. The movie was about a set of bloodthirsty elevators in one of the tallest buildings in New York that killed people. While the premise was absolutely ridiculous I knew, thanks to his already established phobia, that Reid was freaked out. When the death scenes happened, I held his hand and tried not to laugh.

When the movie was over I could tell how relieved he was. I gave his back a quick rub and smirked. "How you doing over there, buddy?"

"Did you tell him I was afraid of elevators?"

Luke looked at him in shock. "No, what?"

"Spencer doesn't like elevators," I responded, "him and Derek got stuck in one once and he's hated them ever since."

Luke got up from the couch to retrieve the DVD. "Well now I just feel like an asshole."

"You aren't an asshole," Reid responded. He adjusted himself in his seat so that he was no longer slouching. I moved my hand away from his back and placed it on his thigh, giving it a quick squeeze as I watched him turn to face me. He narrowed his eyes in my direction. "This was probably your idea all along wasn't it?"

I opened my mouth in fake shock and pinched him. He giggled and flinched, moving his arm to grab mine and pull me into him. He pressed me against his chest, his fingers ticklishly poking and prodding my sides as I laughed out loud. "This was your idea you evil woman," he joked.

I kept laughing, trying to move my arms to get away. Unfortunately, despite his leanness he was still way stronger than me. I struggled under his grasp, trying to find an escape. "Stop!" I laughed.

"Not until you admit this was your idea."

At that moment Luke knew it was his cue to leave. He glanced over at us, chuckling as he threw the DVD back on the shelf and said a quick goodnight. Both of us paused to respond, watching as he walked into his room and closed the door. I knew that that was my chance to escape so I moved quickly, pushing my hands against his forearms to pry away. When that didn't work I slipped down, the back of head crashing against his bellybutton as he wined at my escape.

I moved to the opposite side of the couch, turning onto my back as I watched him leap on top of me. Instead of continuing to bother me though, he tucked one his hands at the base of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. The kiss was sweet and gentle at first. His lips, like always, felt soft against mine. As they moved against each other I felt my stomach twist excitedly.

My fingers found their way to his hair, entangling themselves in messy chunks. As I played with his hair he stroked my face and used his tongue to gently part my lips. The second he did I tasted tomatoes. For some odd reason that made me giggle, causing him to pull away and raise his brow. "What?"

"You taste like pizza."

"So do you," he retorted.

Before I could say anything else we both instinctually leaned in. Without even hesitating I parted my lips again, feeling his tongue slide along my bottom lip before meeting up with mine. For a while we laid there, teasing each other. Our tongues darted around, avoiding one another like a game of tag, until eventually Reid grew impatient and pulled away.

I looked at him, confused and aroused at the same time as he pulled me up and grabbed the bottom of my sweatshirt. He pulled it upwards, revealing my naked breasts as he motioned me to raise my arms. As I did, he pushed the fabric over my head, immediately moving his mouth to my right nipple. He latched on gently, running his tongue along the raised peak as he gripped my side.

I let out a low moan, closing my eyes as I leaned my head back against the arm rest of the couch. I heard him chuckle under his breath as he lightly bit down, causing me to press my lips together. Knowing Luke was just down the hall made me wary of what he was doing, but I didn't want him to stop so I stayed silent.

Slowly he moved his mouth up my chest, while he thumbed my other nipple. Lightly, he suckled the skin along my collarbone, using his tongue to create loving patterns into my skin before changing spots and repeating the process. When he got to the base of my neck I moaned again, this time louder. Out of embarrassment I closed my mouth, hearing Reid laugh as he nipped the sweet spot of my neck and removed his hand from my breast.

"Shhhh," he whispered.

I swallowed hard, giving him an unimpressed look as his hand found it's way to the waistband of my sweats. He tucked his fingers underneath the side, petting my hip as he continued to suck on my neck.

"You're so rude," I whispered. I gripped a chunk of hair on his head, pulling his face up to mine. The second our lips touched I felt his hand move farther into my pants, instantly latching onto the side of my thigh just near the edge of my underwear. He rubbed it softly, moving his palm back and forth as I desperately tried to deepen the kiss between us.

Obviously he was too distracted to kiss so he pulled away pretty quickly. I pouted, feeling his body move its way down the couch. At that point I had to close my eyes and hold back another moan.

As he made his way down my body he pulled off my sweats. Awkwardly, we worked together to peel them off; both of us laughing as I shimmied my legs at an attempt to help. When he got them down to my ankles he paused to slide them off my feet, taking my socks with them as he threw them on the floor.

Before he moved back into me I pressed my hands against his chest to stop him. He looked at me confused. I licked my bottom lip and sat up, letting out a shaky breath as I reached for the top button of his shirt and started to undo it. As I did, he gripped the back of my hair roughly, causing me to let out a gasp as he pulled me into him. While we kissed I blindly undid the rest of the buttons and desperately pushed the fabric over his shoulders and down his arms.

When he was finally released I pushed him down, hopping on top of his thighs as I quickly undid his pants. Both of us breathing heavily as I struggled to take them off, clawing at the fabric on his legs.

"Why are your pants always so tight?" I whined.

He chuckled as he ran his fingers through my hair, watching in amusement as I finally pulled both of his legs through. I tossed his pants with the rest of our clothes and moved off the couch. Reid gave me a sad look, but immediately wiped it away once he realized I was taking off my underwear. When he saw what I was doing he did the same thing, leaning upwards to push his down and toss them aside.

The second we were both naked I straddled him, carefully guiding his dick into my slit as both of us let out small gasps. Without hesitation I started moving, tightening around him as he gently pumped himself into me. As he did I placed my hands against his chest, curving my back as I bit my lip. His hands found their way to my hips, steadying the both of us he bucked against me. My insides throbbed with delight, feeling the length of his member inside me.

I switched up my movements, causing him to let out a low groan of satisfaction as he closed his eyes and threw his head back. As he did I smirked and picked up the pace, feeling his body shake beneath me. His breathing instantly became erratic as he his hands reached for my chest. He gripped me tightly, rubbing his fingers roughly along the skin as he continued to push himself further into me. I accidentally let out another moan and dug my nails into his chest.

I felt him squirm with anticipation, his lips pressing tightly together as he gave a couple more pumps and eventually shuddered. I felt him cum inside me, the viscous liquid dripping down my thighs. He let out a couple of heavy breaths and moved his hands back down to my hips.

I smiled at the sight of him laying there.

"Sorry," he said

"Why?"

"You're just," he let out a heavy breath and opened his eyes, "really good at that."

I rolled my eyes, holding back a smirk as I reached up to pinch his cheek. As I did he gave me an annoyed look, gripping my wrist as he moved his head away. "You're so cute." I scrunched up my nose and giggled.

He placed a kiss on my hand as he looked up at me longingly. "So are you." He released my hand and propped his body up on his elbows, flashing me a wide grin. As he did I heard Luke's door open, causing my heart to nearly burst out of my chest as I ducked down behind the couch.

"Hey, have you s-" The second he saw my reddened face peaking over the back he stopped to blink. "-oh god, I'm sorry." He covered his eyes.

"It's, uh..." I laughed nervously, glancing down at Reid who looked absolutely mortified. "Sorry we should've moved to the bedroom."

"No, no," he shook his head, his hands still over his eyes, "it's okay. I, uh, I'll go." He scurried back to his room, closing the door behind him.

Once I heard it shut I let out a groan of embarrassment and peeled myself off of Reid. I stood up from the couch, pacing back and forth nervously as I ran my fingers through my hair and tried not to laugh hysterically. As uncomfortable as the situation was, it was still pretty funny.

Reid let out a heavy breath, pressing his palms against his eye sockets.

"Okay, the couch is definitely not the place to have sex," I told him.

"Yup, definitely not," he responded.

I laughed loudly, clutching my stomach as I doubled over. Reid joined in, his chest bouncing as he gasped for air. For a while we remained like that, trying to breathe as we let the embarrassment slowly sink in. When we finally came down both of us collected our stuff and wandered downstairs. Feeling guilty, I shot Luke a text, telling him we'd gone downstairs before apologizing for making him uncomfortable. He responded, saying that it was fine. Even though I knew it was I still felt kind of bad. This was his house too and he deserved to be able to move through it freely without running into his roommate having sex on the couch.

Reid tossed his stuff onto the floor before wandering into the bathroom. As he did I looked up from my phone and smiled, watching his backside float across the room seductively. I bit my lip once he disappeared, shaking my head as I tried to ignore the want to repeat what happened upstairs.

I heard the shower begin to run. I narrowed my eyes curiously, taking a couple of steps towards the door. Reid peeked his head from out behind the wall, flashing me a wide smile. "Shower?" He raised his brow.

I threw my phone onto the bed and practically ran to meet him. One of my favourite things to do with him was shower. At first I couldn't understand why. Most times when we shared it we mostly just washed each other. A couple of times we tried to have sex in it, but given the amount of damage we could do by falling we usually stopped to move to the bedroom instead. Eventually I came to realize I just enjoyed the intimacy.

As we hopped in I sighed. The warm water cascaded down my chest; slowly moving down to pool at the base of my feet. Behind me, I felt Reid press himself into me, placing a quick kiss on my head before he reached down to grab some body wash and lather it in his hands. While he did that I did a quick turn, wetting my back before I returned to my original position.

His hands made their way to my back, his soapy fingers digging into the muscles of my shoulders. I closed my eyes and smiled, letting out a deep breath.

"I think for the first time in my life I'm actually not looking forward to going back to work tomorrow," he admitted.

"I feel that," I agreed. "It's gonna be weird without you here."

"I'm sure Luke will appreciate the break," he joked.

I snorted, feeling his hands move to the base of my back. He moved them both in circular motions. "I already texted him to apologize, but I think tomorrow I'll go to that cafe to pick up some breakfast for him."

"I'm sure if you get that latte he likes he'll get over it pretty quick."

"Hm, good idea," I agreed.

When he finished washing my body I quickly rinsed off and switched spots with him. The second my body stepped away from the water I shivered and grabbed the body wash. Reid stuck his head underneath the shower head, pushing his hair back as he wiped his face.

"Have you told the team about us yet?" I squeezed the wash into my hand, lathering it between my fingers before pressing them against his shoulders.

He pulled his face from underneath the head, sniffing loudly as he wiped the excess water from his face and blinking. "Not yet. Rossi messaged me the other day to invite the team over for drinks again. I figured we could tell them then."

I bit my lip, holding back a smile. While I kind of liked the idea of keeping things between us I knew it'd be better to just tell everyone. Now that I wasn't working directly with them I knew I wouldn't get teased as much; something I was definitely thankful for. Reid however, I knew wouldn't be so lucky.

"Is that okay?"

"Yeah, of course," I responded, "as long as you're okay with all the attention."

Before I could move my hands to wash the rest of his back he turned around and pushed me against the wall. The second the cold tile hit my back I gasped. My whole body tightened, as my hands nervously gripping his forearms. He pressed his forehead against mine, a small smile played at the edges of his lips as he breathed heavily. "I don't want to hide what we have anymore," he stated, "if I get teased so be it. I love you and I want everyone to know how much you mean to me."

At that point I couldn't stop grinning. Despite the soap still covering my hands I grabbed his face and closed the space between us.