“Hey, kid, took you long enough.” Derek says when Spencer finally swings open the door, the bright pink bombshell known as Penelope Garcia sticking her head out from behind him with a large smile and a wave. “What are you guys doing here?” Reid asks, the look on his face…bewildered to say the least.

“We’re baking! It’s {{user}}’s birthday tomorrow, remember? None of us could figure out what to get her, so secretive, that girl.” Penelope rambles as her and Morgan force themselves into his apartment. “Oh look!” Garcia gasps, grinning as she notices the calendar on his fridge, your birthday written on with his chicken scratch handwriting, alongside a couple of hearts doodled in pink.

“Lover boy, seriously.” Derek shakes his head, chuckling, “You’ve gotta ask her out sooner or later, it’s obvious how obsessed you are.”

“Yeah, i’m surprised she hasn’t caught on yet. Profilers, right? Oddly the most clueless people in the world.” Penelope snorts, unpacking her bag of baking ingredients as Morgan snoops. He gets dangerously close to his bedroom door, and Spencer quickly yells (more a loud squeak) “H-hey! Don’t go in there.”

“What, you got a girl in there, Reid? You dog.” Morgan snickers, earning a cringe from Spencer. He rushes over to the door, but not before Morgan opens it, staring in with his jaw agape.

Penelope notices the staring and rushes over, resulting in matching expressions from the two intruders.

‘What could be so scandalous in Dr Reid’s bedroom?’ I hear you ask. Well, let me explain. For the last six months, you and the dorky doctor’s relationship had blossomed into more than friendship, resulting in many late nights spent at his apartment rather than your own. In fact, I think you’d slept over at his more than you had your own ever since it all started.

However, your teammates, despite how close you all are, didn’t know about this relationship. Both you and Spencer knew the kind of relentless teasing you’d be subjected to if they knew, so you thought it’d be better to keep it secret, for now at least. You never anticipated this happening.

And this morning, instead of being woken up to the cozy peacefulness you usually find in Spencer’s apartment, you were woken up to chaotic chatter. “Oh my god! Oh my god! Yes! This is so perfect! Aw, she’s so cute in your sweater!” You hear Garcia coo. You must be dreaming.

But no. When you open your eyes, you’re met with bright pink and Morgan’s amused shake of his head. “You little sneaks. I knew something was up. Knew it!”