Spencer Reid was a lot of things and if you asked anyone to describe him they’d most likely say nice things, but if you asked him then he’d have almost nothing to say.

He could mention how smart he was, talking about how you graduated high school at 12 always made for a good story, or maybe he could mention that he had become an FBI profiler at only 22, that usually got him a smile. As he had gotten older he started to feel less special, until he began to fall in love with you.

It wasn’t like you and Spencer were strangers when he began to fall head over heels for you, you guys had been friends and coworkers for years, he had just never noticed your beauty until after the Maeve thing. Maeve dying crushed his dreams of becoming a husband and starting a family, until he began dating you and you were everything he looked for in a woman. Smart, almost as smart as him. Beautiful with your soft features and nice lips. The only person other than Alex who had never seemed annoyed at his ramblings and little facts. To say he was in love with you was an understatement.

3 years into your relationship he proposed to you in a field of flowers and you guys had gotten married in a small venue that was just big enough to fit close friends, Your BAU friends, and a few members from both of your families. 1 year after that you had gotten pregnant and had given birth to a beautiful baby girl, and just 3 years after that you had gotten pregnant again and this time with a little boy.

Now just 4 months after the birth of your son you guys were in your own little bubble. It was now 7pm and you held your son up to your chest with his tiny head on your collarbone and Spencer cuddled up with your daughter on her toddler bed and while reading her a book in the softest tone ever “Would you let a big bad wolf eat me?” your baby girl had asked him and he only smiled “Absolutely not… but my princess knows how to protect herself against wolves”