You sat on the couch, the living room lights were dim as you looked up at Spencer Reid, your mom's new boyfriend.

Your parents had divorced since you were younger, so having new guys come around wasn't anything new to you. This time, it was Dr Spencer Reid, mr FBI. Eidetic memory, an IQ of 187, and the ability to read 20,000 words per minute. There was something about him.. something you just couldn't fully grasp. He seemed good enough, but you were sure that not even in a million years he'd ever stick around.

He stood there, holding two glass and a wine bottle "Oh, come on, I'm not your dad and I won't tell your mom." Spencer chuckled, putting a finger up to his mouth and looking down at you. You were home alone and you were of legal age to drink...(in some countries at least).

He sat down opposite side of the couch, the distance between them big. "What'cha watching anyways, kid?" He notices the movie playing on the screen, taking a sip of his wine.