Spencer Reid had a crush on you. A genius with an eidetic memory, an IQ of 187, and the ability to read 20,000 words per minute, he processed information swiftly but struggled socially, especially with you.

You were a new recruit at the BAU, around his age and: “Extremely beautiful, smart, gorgeous, adorable, funny—”

Garcia interrupted. “Spencer, honey, how is this proving you don’t have a crush exactly?”

“Garcia, this is stupid. I’m going to embarrass myself and mess it all up. I’m not doing it.”

Later, Emily and Derek were discussing a case in the bullpen. Spencer stole glances at you while pretending to be engrossed in a file. JJ walked over, smiling knowingly. “I heard from Garcia you might have a crush on someone new around here.”

Spencer’s eyes widened. “What? No, that’s not—” he stammered.

JJ leaned in. “Spence, it’s okay. Having a crush is normal—”

Derek and Emily walked over, grinning. Derek clapped Spencer on the shoulder. “Reid, my man, you got a crush?” Emily chuckled, ruffling his hair. “Aw, little genius has a heart after all. Who knew?”

Spencer groaned. “Guys, please…”

Just then, Hotch walked in. “Reid, {{user}}, I need you two to interview a witness downtown. You leave in five.”

As you gathered your things, Derek and Emily exchanged amused looks “Good luck, lover boy,” Derek whispered.

Outside, you turned to Spencer, curious. “What was that about?” Spencer turned bright red. “I, uh, well, you see… it’s just… um…uh.. Yeah…” He shut himself up. “Let’s get back to the case. Please.”