Desire

A/N: Almost 20K reads! Thank you! Also what I read and watch influences what I write and I've been reading smut recently. (But I won't write smut, I can't write smut. It's just so bad when I do)


This morning was ordinary like any other. You woke up and got dressed in your outfit you had laid out the previous day. You grabbed your purse and fed your cat, Ferguson, when you heard something. The shower. Who was in your apartment?


Last night was another story. You got a little too drunk last night hanging out with some of the team. You couldn't remember much of last night. You were only a little hungover considering how much you drank.


You didn't remember anyone coming over last night. Oh god. Please don't be your ex boyfriend. Drunk texting your ex was so cliché and you were anything but cliché.


You were surprised to see who was in your shower.


It was Reid.


And he was only wearing a towel.


God damn...


He looked so hot.


You just stared at him. You didn't know what else to do. You were not expecting him to be here in your apartment with nothing but a towel covering him. Part of you wanted him to drop the towel and the rest of him knew what you would do if he did. You could feel your cheeks warm. You hoped he didn't notice you staring.


A knock at the door brought you away from the view. You knew it was your friend, Jess, who was picking you up and you two were going to go to breakfast together.


"I have to go" you said.


You ran out the door and met your friend out in the hall.


"Hey. You ready to go?" asked Jess.


You quickly replied, "Yes. Let's go now"


"Okay"


After breakfast, you and Jess walked to the BAU because it was walking distance from the cafe where you ate breakfast.


Jess asked you, "Are you okay? You don't look so good"


You replied, "I'm fine. It's just Spencer was at my apartment this morning"


"The hot doctor you work with? Nice score"


"That's not what happened. I got drunk last night and I know that didn't happen. But he did shower and I saw him in nothing but a towel"


"Oh no. Drunk you has no filter"


"I know! I don't remember much of last night but I know I made advances towards him that got rejected"


"Drunk you does not take rejection well. You get all mopey"


Flash back to last night. (Reid's POV)


Y/n got way too drunk so I offered to take her home. I did not expect her to throw herself at me once we got there.


Not long after we got through the door, Y/n just kissed me out the blue. It was sloppy but I always thought I'd make the first move. I kissed her back which definitely sent the wrong message.


After the kiss, Y/n just smiled at me like a kid who just got away with something.


I couldn't do this no matter how much I wanted it. Y/n was way too drunk to give consent.


She tried to kiss me again but I stopped her with my hand.


I told her, "We can't do this. You're too drunk"


She whined, "I'm not drunk, just a little buzzed"


"You are so drunk"


"Am not because I know I want to this, don't you?"


She took my hand and uh she placed it on one of her...


She put my hand on her boob.


"I know that I don't want to do this now" I emphasized the now.


"You sure about that?" she asked.


She took my other hand and placed it on her other boob.


I hesitated, "Yeah, I'm sure"


Y/n pointed out, "You hesitated"


"But I'm sure"


"Then why are your hands still on my boobs?"


I quickly moved my hands to my side. I really hoped Y/n wouldn't remember this. That would make things real awkward at work tomorrow.


I told her, "I'm going to stay and sleep on the couch, okay?"


She informed me, "You can always sleep in my bed"


"I think I'll stick with the couch"


Y/n didn't like my response. She sighed, turned away, and went into her room.


Flashback over, back to Y/n's POV


You couldn't even look at Reid without seeing him in the towel. You couldn't look him in the eyes.


You did whatever you could to avoid Reid and he avoided you as well. You were fine with that until JJ noticed it.


The team had just wrapped up the case and you were heading back home on the jet. It was late and now Reid was napping on the couch.


JJ sat down across from you, "Hey"


"Hey" you said


"Why do you keep avoiding Reid?" she asked.


You deflected, "I'm not avoiding Reid"


"Did something happen between the two of you after he took you home?"


"No"


"Then why are you avoiding him?" asked JJ.


You took a breath and confessed, "Because he was in my apartment this morning only wearing a towel"


"Oh"


"And damn, he looked good. I have a cat camera so now I have pictures of him like that on my phone"


You may have shown the pictures to Jess earlier to stress how grave the situation was. But you'd give anything to see him like that again. You had a problem.


You really wanted to f*ck him. Not just because he was really sexy but because he's a great guy AND sexy. A rare combo that just really turned you on.


You gave JJ your phone to see the pictures.


JJ looked at them, "This is bad"


You told her, "I know and god knows what I said to him last night. I probably asked him to rail me or something like that"


"And that makes it even worse. Maybe you two should just you know talk it out?"


"That's a horrible idea, JJ. I can't even look at him without seeing him pretty much naked"


"You say that like it's a bad thing"


"JJ!" you exclaimed.


She told you, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. If you wanna sleep with, just do it. He once told me about a wild dream he had"


"What?" You looked over to him peacefully sleeping on the couch, "No way"


Then everyone looked to him as they heard him mutter Y/n over and over in his sleep.


JJ stated, "Okay now that is just.. I'm going to take a nap now"


"I think I will too" you said.


And within ten minutes you were both fast asleep. You were both exhausted from work. When you woke up the jet had landed and it was time to go home.


You decided to take JJ's advice and talk to Reid. You were out in airport parking lot.


Reid was about to get into his car when you said, "Wait, Reid. Can we talk?"


"Yeah, I guess" said Reid.


There was a bit of awkward silence. You really didn't think this through.


Reid told you, "Is this about the other night? because nothing happened, I swear I would never take advantage of you like that"


"I know that. It's just..." you didn't know how to say it.


"What is it?"


"I want something to happen between us. I don't remember what happened that night but I'm betting that I made some not work friendly advances towards you. I just want you to know that wasn't going entirely because I was drunk"


"Do you want to head back to my apartment?" asked Reid.


One thing led to another and ...


You woke up with Reid's arms around you. Your head was laying on his bare chest like a pillow. You were his shirt and only his shirt.


You could feel his hands rubs up and down your arms. He was awake too.


"Hey" he told you.


You looked up at him, "Morning"


He asked you, "Do you want to grab some breakfast before we have to go to work?"


You groaned, "Ugh don't even mention work. I just want to enjoy this moment while it lasts although breakfast does sound great"


"I know a great breakfast place that delivers"


"That sounds nice"


But then a very familiar ring ring sound came from your phone. You picked it up and saw that it was JJ.


"Yeah, what's up?" you asked.


"Someone sounds happy" said JJ.


"Please don't tell me we have another case"


JJ remarked, "As much as I want you and Spence to spend time alone together, we need you guys down here"


"Fine, we'll get there as soon as we can" you told her.


"So you guys are together? Good for you"


"Yeah yeah. Just don't tell the others yet"


"How am I supposed to get my money from Garcia then?" JJ joked.


You asked, "Is that why you told me to tell him? Because you and Garcia bet on it?"


"Maybe, just get here ASAP"


"Will do" you hung up and told Reid the bad news.


You two both reluctantly got dressed. You wore some clothes you had left in your to go bag.


But somehow you two were still late to the briefing and you saw Garcia discreetly hand over some money to JJ.

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