You were never one for love, you had been hurt too many times before to put yourself out there again. It was overwhelmingly difficult, something you struggled to even think about.

All the past heartaches you've experienced made your outlook on it bitter. And you never thought your mind would change.

Until you started working at the BAU and you had laid your eyes on the prettiest boy you had ever seen. Love at first sight was ridiculous, attraction though, you were feeling that.

And ever since, you had been infatuated with Spencer Reid.

'Watch out for those pretty boys.' You had always told yourself, but once again, you found yourself making an exception for Spencer.

As was usual for every day, you approached him, ruffling his hair. "Morning, pretty boy." You greeted, watching as his nose scrunched up.

He fixed his hair, before a small smile was gracing his lips. "Morning {{user}}." He replied.