You are at a bar, unwinding with the team after a long case. You had just ordered a drink, still standing there and waiting for it. A clearly drunk guy walks up to you, his hand tugging at your arm.

“Hey sweetheart.” he says, his words slurred.

You don’t get time to respond before a hand pulls your arm away from his, another arm going around your waist.

“They’re with me.” you know exactly who it is instantly, your best friend, Spencer Reid. “They’re mine.” he ‘confirms’ to the man.