ha guess who wrote another part bitch. it's just some follow up fluff but don't worry this kink returns ;)

informal style again, hope y'all are cool with it. don't get me wrong I'm still doing dialogue and overall it's pretty similar to a one-shot, but I'm writing it with some of my commentary, which is fun. pardon the profanity I just get worked up ok

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Imagine the next morning you wake up to the sun shining through the window and you're both totally late for work. Spencer just keeps cursing under his breath and you are literally so sore even thinking about moving fucking hurts. So you just lay helplessly in the sheets while he runs around trying to clean himself up and listen to his twenty thousand voicemails from the team.

And after a minute he turns to you and asks why you aren't getting up, and you shoot him this look that says are you fucking kidding me? so he backs off and as he buttons up his shirt he's got this little smile on his face because he just knOWs that he fucked you too hard and he knows how much you fucking loved it.

You manage to grab your phone off the bedside table and call your boss to tell him you can't make it today because you're sick and Spencer is just pulling on his cardigan smirking smirking smirking and you can barely focus on your boss telling you to rest up because Spencer looks so fucking proud of himself. When you finally hang up and Spencer is fully dressed he leans down to kiss you goodbye. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into you, which causes him to nearly fall back onto the bed. He makes a little surprised umph sound but you don't let him take his lips off yours because he just tastes so good and you don't want him to leave.

And he whispers to you that he really does have to leave and you tell him you know, but you don't you stop kissing him. Finally, he escapes your grasp, getting the upper hand by biting your lower lip. You whine that it's not fair and he took advantage of your weakened state but he just giggles and walks out, telling you he loves you and he'll call you if they have to travel.

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Right so Spencer gets to the office and everyone is already waiting in the briefing room and he rushes in a big bumbling mess and they all stare. Most of them just give him blank and confused looks but Morgan recognizes the fact that he's wearing yesterday's clothes and he just gets the biggest smile on his face. He stands up and he claps Spencer on the back, mockingly clutching his heart.

And he says something like "Pretty boy finally did it!" And the rest of the team giggles and chuckles (excluding Hotch, who instead lets his mouth twitch - basically the same thing as a giggle for him, right?) but Spencer is just totally exhausted from the night before and the rushed commute and he's still feeling pissy about them teasing him so he is nOt having it.

And he just slams his messenger bag down into the seat they saved for him and he sits himself down hella angry and the team just goes silent. Morgan looks around like What the hell? And Hotch gives shoots him a glance telling him to just sit down and so he does and they have a nice n awkward rundown on their next case. Spencer seethes the whole way through, not offering up his early theories or piping in with any facts. Everyone can feel the thin ice, but no one wants to break it.

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Okay so let's say a week or two goes by and everything has pretty much subsided. You can walk once again and Spencer and the team are on good terms.

But since everything goes back to normal, the teasing also returns. And Spencer doesn't go crazy like he did before every new time they tease him but you can still tell he's tense about it. So eventually you make a plan to come in and surprise him at work, hoping an opportunity will soon arise that presents an excuse for you to show up. Part of you wants to prove his coworkers wrong, part of you wants to help out Spence, but this other huge part of you knows it'll be fucking hilarious between the team's astonishment and Spencer's embarrassment.

So one day he calls you from the bathroom at the BAU and he's explaining they have a new case that they'll be leaving for in an hour. He asks if he can come over to visit or if you just wanna hang after - they already have leads and he thinks it'll be short - since he's basically already prepped, go-bag at work as usual. You smile evilly, glad he can't see you over the phone and tell him that nah he doesn't need to come over just to sit together for ten minutes before he has to make the ride back. He agrees and says he loves you and he'll call when they land and you're already rummaging through your closet.

After the quickest makeover you could manage to give yourself, you hit the road and drive like a maniac to the BAU. Walking in with wedges, a pair of dark skinny jeans, and a tank top, you feel like a frickin super model. When the elevator door dings open and you see the glass doors ahead of you, it's all you can do to not burst out laughing. You're just too proud of yourself for this.

And before walking in you do the most casual scoping out you can manage, not seeing Spence anywhere. You check the sign one more time to make sure it says BAU before pushing in. Approaching the first desk you see, you ask the girl there if she knows a Dr. Spencer Reid.

"Excuse me, can I help you?" a voice comes from across the room, and you hastily walk over, sending a quick smile to the agent you bothered. You walk up the the man who spoke, his dark eyebrows heavily furrowed as he looks you up and down, beard telling you it's Morgan - Spencer has asked about facial hair more than once, and used his friend as a reference more than once.

"Yeah, do you know Spence? I'm looking for him," you repeat, and the Morgan's face just gets more confused and, if you aren't wrong, a little bit angrier.

"And who are you?" He questions, tone slightly accusatory. You try to suppress your smile, not entirely sure how to answer. You're about to go with His Girlfriend when Spencer's voice rings out behind you.

"(Y/N)??" You turn on your heel, smiling broadly but doing your best to act innocent.

"There you are!" you say at the same time that Morgan says "You know her, pretty boy?"

Spencer just looks panICKED. He rushes up to you, grabs your wrist and drags you up into the round table room, the closest private place he can think of - while Morgan stutters in surprise, frozen in place. Spence shuts the door behind you and looks at you with puppy dog eyes (kiLL ME PLS)

"I-I thought you said we'd talk later? What are you doing here?" he asks, and you roll your eyes jokingly.

"Nice to see you too, baby," you tease, walking up and pulling him into your arms. Despite his frustration, you can feel him melt into your touch. Stepping back and sitting up on the table, you smile at your boyfriend.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, Spencer. But up until this whole thing started with their jokes getting to you, I didn't want to cross the boundary. I know you said you liked your private life private. So far, all anyone has to think is that I'm an old friend who hunted you down. But - and don't look now - I'm pretty sure your whole team is spying through the blinds you forgot to close, and I could totally kiss you right here and right now if you don't mind them thinking... yanno, other things," you explain, the devilish smirk returning to your face. Spencer shakes his head in disbelief, laughing as he can tell how proud of yourself you are.

"They're all watching?"

"I can count five. Fun colors girl, girl who looks like Snow White, Morgan - that's the one I was talking to, right? - a really pretty blonde, and the Italian dude has to be Rossi," you list them off, doing your best to not show that you're looking at them. Spencer bites his lips before motioning you to come over to him. You smile triumphantly and hop off the table, walking up and wrapping your arms around his neck.

His hands circle your waist as he kisses you softly. It's sweet and slow, but as always, hot as hell. You finally pull apart for air, resting your forehead on his gently and giggling.

"Now, if you really wanna give them a show..."

"(Y/N)!" Spencer exclaims, blushing. You chuckle again, lacing your fingers into his hair. He blushes deeper, licking his lips.

"This is so unprofessional. We do briefings in this room, you know," he explains, and you wiggle your eyebrows suggestively.

"C'mon, we can just close the blinds-"

"No!" Spencer squeaks out, his voice all high pitched and scared, making you laugh. You rub a hand over his chest soothingly, shaking your head.

"Just kidding, just kidding. I could do with another kiss, though," you say, and he rolls his eyes before leaning back into you.

This kiss is just as slow as the last one, but you have to admit you get carried away and it's a little less sweet and a little more passionate. How could anyone resist those lips and that tongue though??

When he eventually pulls away, it's reluctantly that he releases you. You smile, stealing a glance to the window and fighting down your laughter so hARD. They're all still standing there, an array of different emotions on their faces.

Rossi looks like a proud father, smiling at you two lovingly. Not as surprised as you'd hoped, but still funny.

But fun colors girl - now she's surprised. Surprised kind of doesn't cover it. Her face is flushed and holy lord above you didn't think anyone could actually jump in heels like that without breaking an ankle.

Morgan is somewhere between Rossi and fun colors girl, shocked but also impressed. He stares, mouth gaping, as fun colors girl smacks his arm excitedly.

Snow White is smirking evilly, and pretty blonde is rolling her eyes and digging through her wallet. You giggle again, pushing your head into Spencer's chest.

"Don't look now, but I think they might've had bets on this," you tell Spencer, who stiffens up immediately. You laugh again, pulling back and looking at his frozen face.

"Now, I'm no genius, but I'm pretty sure that means at least some portion of that teasing was intentional. Thank them for me, will you?" You tease him, patting his chest and giving him one more peck on the lips. You can see the gears turning in his head as he realizes you're right, and the steam coming out of his ears is almost palpable.

"Okay. Here's the part where I strut off, walking out of this place like a badass with a bomb blowing up behind me. You want to walk me out or just face your fate right now and go endure the questioning?" You ask him, his arms still around your waist. He weighs his options for a minute before agreeing to walk you out. Smiling, you latch your hand onto his and you both exit the room.

The team's heads all turn and watch you two as you strut past, and you do your best to keep Spencer distracted with quiet banter. His cheeks still flush red, and you'd be lying if you said you thought it wasn't cute. Once you reach the elevator, you lean in to kiss him one more time.

"You can tell them about me when they ask, okay? I don't mind. And as to why I'm here now, tell them the truth. Well, okay, don't tell them I was hoping to prove that you've got game. Just tell them I wanted to come and see you off. You'll be fine, and call me when you land, okay?" You instruct him, holding onto his jacket lapels. He smiles softly and nods, and gestures for you to enter the opening elevator.

Then a really truly evil idea pops into your head. Holding open the elevator door, you time it perfectly so that Spencer has the door to the BAU wide open.

"Don't be too mad at them, Spence, they helped you break my record, remember?" You call, hopefully right on the line of loud enough for the team to hear but quiet enough that you aren't screaming. And the look that Spencer shoots you over his shoulder is one of pUre dEATH. Before he lets the door close behind him, you're fairly certain you hear him whisper "You're gonna pay for that."

And oh, how you hope you are.

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EDIT: y'all keep asking for a part 3 and I'm so unbelievably flattered but like tbh probably not gonna happen (at least not any time soon) so I'm just gonna go ahead and plug another writer who I admire lots.

if y'all like hardcore Reid, "Every Me and Every You" by Cherry's Criminal Minds is seriously the fucking shit for you. it's a full length porn with plot and had me literally sweating it's so hot. Cherry is such a good writer honestly idk what you're doing in my shitty book please go read all her stuff