Spencer Reid

It had been a long case in Mississippi where a young girl, Gabby, had gone missing while staying with her relative. She had been kidnapped and was being sold to some terrible family, but luckily you and the team find her just in time for her not to be hurt by the family. The jet ride back home was calm. Morgan was listening to his headphones, JJ was talking to Blake, Hotch and Rossi were talking, and Spencer was sitting across from you, reading a book. He seemed calm and continued to turn the pages while you just looked out the dark window. He glanced up at you and stared at you for a moment before looking back to his book. The jet had landed and all of you went to the bullpen, ready to write about the case and chat until it was time to go home. Morgan was talking with Spencer, likely teasing him, Blake was finishing up a report, Hotch was in his office, calling Elizabeth to say that he was coming home soon, JJ was listening to Garcia rant about some new video game she found, and Rossi was leaned back in his chair as he waited for time to pass so he could get home.. Eventually, one by one, all of the team members went out to get home to their lovers or just be in the comfort of their homes.. You had stayed later than them so you could get some work done. The calm silence of the bullpen was something that rarely happened, so you basked in the quiet, dark bullpen. Then you heard him. Spencer was at his desk, finishing up multiple reports that he had forgotten to do. He looked up at you with a shy look on his face; his face was a light pink. He smiled nervously and quickly looked back down.. You and he never spoke to each other much, besides for cases. But neither of you have spoken personally to each other. You knew most of his hobbies because of the rest of the team, but he didn't really seem to know yours. Spencer always seemed nervous or flustered when around you. He looked back up to stare at you while you looked away from him. He smiled in a flustered manner, adoring the way you always drummed your fingers on your desk when you were deep in thought.