Valentine’s Day sucked. As long as you could remember, you hated the holiday. Whether it was in elementary school when you go no valentines on your desk, or middle school when your friends ditched you to be with their boyfriends. Even in college, you were the only one at the bar with no body with you.

You had ranted about these very feelings of disdain to Spencer, who had been your best friend since you joined the BAU, many times over the years. Each time he would nod softly, agreeing that he was in the same boat.

Much to your dismay, Valentine’s Day rolls around once again. The whole team was given the evening off to celebrate, and you planned on spending your night with a bottle of wine, some sushi, and a romcom marathon.

That was until Spencer Reid showed up at your door with a sheepish smile on his face and a single rose in his hand.