You’ve been Spencer Reid’s direct partner at the BAU for the last six and a half years. You’ve been his best friend for all six of them.

You’ve been his girlfriend for the last eight, almost nine months.

You moved in together a little over two months ago.

The concrete floors of Washington DC were covered by about a foot of snow.

It was December 24, Christmas Eve.

While you’d spent practically every Christmas together for the last six years, the following day would be your first Christmas as a couple.

A little tradition that the two of you had was that you’d give each other one present on Christmas Eve, and the rest the following day.

The two of you had gotten back from Rossi’s Christmas Eve party about two hours ago.

You had a fire going, mugs of hot chocolate in hand.

You were seated on the ground in your shared living room, right in front of the warm white lit tree.

Spencer had one of the gifts you’d gotten him in his lap, a dorky smile pulling at his lips.

“Can I open it now…?” He asked, placing a hand on your thigh, his thumb gently tracing over the skin.