do the stars gaze back ?
overview: the reader is hopelessly, head over heels in love with spencer (the other option is that they believe they have carbon monoxide poisoning) and thinks he doesn't feel the same way.
genre: angsty-ish (?), fluff-ish(?), PINING (so much pining), friends to lovers teehee
pairing: spencer reid x gn!reader
a/n: hiii ! omg this is my first ever fanfic and asdhfsdfjhgdhjfs i'm super scared and excited rn. i just wanna say tysm for taking the time to read this and especially thank you to @samuel-de-champagne-problems, @jemilyisms and @spencerreidat3am for taking a look at my drafts ! i totally was not projecting onto reader, the entire time, and writing about my real-life scenario where my i'm in love with my best friend and she doesn't like me back ahahahah. anyways if anyone wants to cry about unrequited love come to me and lets cry together. the title is based on this stardust quote and idk it kinda fits the theme of unknown unrequited love - ahhh i'm just waffling at this point. i hope you enjoy the fic :) <3 !
it had been a couple weeks since you’d last hung out with Spencer by yourself. after forcing him to re-watch your favourite film ‘stardust’ for the 80th time together, you found yourself tucked away in his arms; his hands tracing circles gently against your back, whilst you both lay on the sofa.
you’d almost confessed there and then.
it hadn’t been the first time that you both sought each other out whilst watching a film; you were always almost touching in some way or another. a head on a shoulder. legs draped across one another. pinkies intertwined. it had taken him a long time to get used to your love language, touch, and now you both of you couldn’t go too long without touching each other in some way. platonically of course.
but this time you could barely suppress your feelings – the overwhelming urge to look up at him and tell him there and then that you were in love with him. Spencer Walter Reid.