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golden1u5t · 27 days

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distract him | spencer reid x fem!reader

ꨄ requested: anonymous

ꨄ genre: smut

ꨄ summary: spencer looks amazing reading his book, his lip tucked between his teeth and his hands trailing across the page. you can't help but pull him onto your lap and distract him.

ꨄ a/n: THIS IS TRANS!SPENCER i would've put it in the title but it made a second line and that bugged me.

you couldn't help but to distract him, he just looked so pretty sitting on the couch reading. at first spencer just thought you were being affectionate so he didn't mind when you sat on the couch next to him and pulled him into your lap. that is, until he felt the silicone pressing against his back.

he immediately perked up, setting the book aside and turning to look at you, shock written all over his face. he looked down at it and then looked back up at you. "wha- why are you wearing that?"

"i thought we could have some fun." you shrugged and tucked your fingers into the waistband of his pants, not tugging them down until you got his permission first. spencer swallowed the lump in his throat as he looked back down at the cock.

"i'm was reading."

"i never said you had to stop, you can just sit on it until you're finished." you proposed, putting your free hand under his chin and directing his gaze back to you. you leaned forward and placed a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"of course, only if you want too. if not i'll just leave you to it." you started to pull your hand away from his pants but he stopped you with a hand on your wrist.

"no, i- i want to." spencer nodded, letting out a shaky breath as he felt himself getting wet at the thought. you smiled and placed a quick kiss to his lips. spencer stood up and pushed his pants and boxers down his legs, looking at you so you could guide him to where you wanted him.

you turned him around and pulled him into your lap, he held himself up and wrapped his hand around the base of the dick and guided it into his entrance. spencer let out a soft whimper as he lowered himself onto your dick completely. instinctively, spencer lifted up and pushed back down but you quickly wrapped your arm around him and held him still. you picked up his book and placed it in his hands.

"you were reading, remember?" spencer huffed in annoyance but still opened the book back to the page he was at before you came in. you rested your head on his shoulder as he started to read aloud, pressing your thumbs into his hips.

a few minutes went by of spencer reading to you-stuttering and whimpering between words as the tip of the cock brushed against that sweet spot — before he decided that he couldn't take it anymore.

this isn't- mmgh- this isn't fair." he whined, his core pulsing around the cock nestled inside of him. he writhed in your lap, trying to get any friction but you tightened your hold on his hips to still him.

"i don't think that's in the book, spence." you turned your head and pressed a kiss to his neck, flexing your hips up to push the cock deeper into him. spencer gasped at the sudden movement, dropping the book in his lap and shifting his hips. he leaned back into you and turned his head so he could look at you, crying out softly when the dick shifted. you lifted your hips again, just to see his eyebrows furrow and his lips part.

"please just fuck me, i can't take it anymore." he whimpered. you hummed and crashed your lips into his, starting to thrust up into him.

"only because you were such a good boy for me." you mumbled against his lips.

#golden1u5t #myrarants #spencer reid #spencer reid smut #spencer reid x fem!reader #criminal minds fandom #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #sub spencer reid #sub!spencer #trans!spencer reid #spencer reid x you #spencer reid fandom #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x fem!reader smut

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hipsternumbertwo · 10 days

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co_mill: Throwback to when our amazing Smoshy friends threw us a surprise co-ed bach 💍 party where we sang karaoke in old man costumes god damn that was crazy 🎤👴🏻

#shayne topp #courtney miller #amanda lehan canto #chanse mccrary #angela giarratana #spencer agnew #tommy bowe #trevor evarts #kimmy jimenez #kiana parker #alex tran #luke baker #matt duran #erin dougal #marcus munguia #smosh #smgifs

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lumiereandcogsworth · 2 days

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The Beloveds

#this reminds me of that photo from the 90s of a mom beating the hard level on a mario bros gameboy game and all the kids are gathered around #her watching. you know the one??#anyway. LOVE💙💙💙💙#smosh #smosh games #amanda lehan canto #spencer agnew #alex tran #courtney miller #shayne topp #op

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svltburn · 1 month

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Food Fight! Heartbreak High: S2E7 The Grapes of Voss

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mezz000 · 9 days

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HE’S SO PRETTY AAAAAA-💥

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sugarsmosh · 10 months

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THIS SHOOT

#CUTIES #amazing 10/10 #smosh #smosh games #smosh pit #smoshblr #courtney miller #kiana parker #kimmy jimenez #damien haas #shayne topp #spencer agnew #alex tran #AHHH #these photos kinda crisp-#also missing kimmy rn

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cookiescribble · 3 months

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I’m The Only One Who Touches You

A/N: This one kinda got away from me, ngl 😅 I’ve been sitting on it for a while. enjoy anyway, though! sorry we've kinda been on hiatus <3 - Mod Ghost

Summary: You and Spencer had decided some quality time with the team could do you both some good, but some jerk has other ideas

TW: sexual harassment, alcohol/drinking, pre-T/ top or bottom surgery body, misgendering

After some discussion between us and the team, Spencer and I agreed to go out that night with the rest of the team to a bar that Rossi wanted to show us.

“Do we really have to go? I…I really don’t want to be inside of a bar tonight, let alone at all,” Spence asked softly, coming up behind me as I brushed my teeth and wrapped his arms around my waist as he dropped his head on top of mine. He looked into my eyes in the mirror, and I could see the puppy dog pout that he had on.

“We already agreed to go, and we won’t have to be there for long. Just enough to say hello and make it seem like we’re personable people.” I spit into the sink then turn around in his arms to hug him back as I speak, rubbing his back. “Plus, if it gets really bad, we can have a secret signal. Just for you to say ‘hey, I hate it here, let’s leave please.’ Okay? While we’re there, you can just tap my elbow three times. Like this.” I reach around and tap his elbow three times to show him then he nods.

“Okay, you’re right. Let’s head out then, the rest of the team should either already be there or will be there soon.” Spence chuckled softly, taking my hand and leading me out of the bathroom then out of the apartment.

Once we got there, Spencer seemed to be a bit more at ease, comfortable in his own skin. He was talking with JJ and Garcia as I was getting some more drinks, soda for Spence and myself while the girls were getting alcohol.

“Another of whatever this pretty lady is getting for me, please.” A man spoke up from next to me, putting his hand on my shoulder.

The bartender went about making all the drinks as I looked at this mystery man. He was taller than me and was looking at me with a rather smug face.

“I’m not sure who you think you’re talking to, or why you’d want four drinks for yourself.” I tried to move his hand off my shoulder but he kept it there, which made my discomfort levels skyrocket. I looked around for Spencer but couldn’t see him, which is when this guy finally moved his hand, but he grabbed my chin instead of keeping it away as if he was trying to get my attention back.

“You bought four drinks, huh? Someone’s got a bit of an alcohol problem,” he said with a cocky sneer, leaning in closer so I could smell all the alcohol he’d been drinking.

“You have about 5 seconds to get off me before I make you,” I threatened, trying to pull away from him which only made him yank me closer with his hand trailing down my side. “Hey—“

All I felt was this guy suddenly getting dragged off of me and before I knew what was happening, he was pinned down against the bar.

“When my boyfriend tells you something, you listen. Do you understand me?” The man holding this guy down, who I quickly realized was Spence, growled close to this asshole’s ear. It made him nod nervously. “Good. Now, get the fuck out of here.”

The mystery pervert was up and out of sight before either of us could say anything else, which was when Spencer turned to face me. His entire demeanor changed now, his expression soft as he reached out to me.

“Are you okay? Did he do anything to you?” Before he could even finish his sentence, I was burying myself in his arms. “Hey, what happened?? What did he do that I didn’t see?”

“Nothing, Spence, I promise. I’m just…really glad you showed up..” I whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. He rubbed my back slowly as he hugged me tight.

“Alright, it’s okay. I’m going to take you home, let’s go tell the others we’re leaving and then we’ll be out of here,” he whispered back as he leaned in close to my ear, leading me back over to where everyone was standing to politely tell them we were leaving.

“Hey, we’re uh, we’re gonna head home,” Spencer announced, his arm tightly wrapped around my shoulders.

“Aw, already?” Complained Penelope, but then I assumed she saw the look on my face because I saw her demeanor turn concerned. “What happened? Are you two okay?”

“We’re fine, I’m just tired. We’ll see you guys tomorrow.” He didn’t wait for anyone else to say anything before leading me away as I waved meekly.

We were in a taxi on the way home but I felt detached and out of it. I kept thinking about what could’ve happened if Spencer hadn’t been there when he was.

“I didn’t lie to Penelope for you, did I?” he joked, gently nudging me to bring me out of my thoughts with a soft tone to his voice and a gentle smile on his face.

“No, I would never make you do that. I’m okay, just like I said earlier,” I promised, but it didn’t seem to ease his suspicions any.

After getting out of the car, we were heading up to his apartment, his arm around me the whole way until we got to his door where he let go to let us inside.

I stood behind him, an arm wrapped around myself and looking around the hallway on either side until I heard the telltale sound of the lock clicking open then took his hand that he extended to me. He pulled me through the threshold and then turned around to close the door behind us while I simply stood there.

Spence could tell I was feeling off, but I couldn’t do much about it. My mind couldn’t help taking me through what the worst case scenario would’ve been.

“Hey,” he murmured lovingly, leaning in close enough that I could feel him behind me without him actually touching me, “I don’t care what ‘men’ try to pick you up, I’ll always be the man taking you home,” he mumbled in my ear, just low enough to send shivers down my spine as he pulled me in until I was pressed against his chest and gently tilted my head so he could make eye contact with me, “Okay?”

I nodded, not taking my eyes off of his.

“Good. Now, c’mon, let’s take a shower and stop thinking about this.”

“How’d you know I was—“

Spencer simply looked at me with a raised eyebrow, as if he was asking whether or not I was serious.

“…never mind.”

“That’s what I thought. Come with me.” He took my hand, holding it firmly but gently as he led me into the bathroom. “Start the water, I’m gonna grab some clothes and towels for us.” He kissed the back of my head with his hands gently resting on my shoulders before leaving the room. I did as told, though, leaning down to start up the water and making sure the temperature was okay.

As I was about to get up, I heard him come back into the bathroom, closing the door and coming up behind me. I felt the warmth of his body before his hands slid over my hips, pulling me up to stand and turning me around to face him.

“Do you want me in here with you? I can start up some food if–” He stopped mid-sentence when I grabbed his wrist, nonverbally signaling that I didn’t want him to leave me, “--okay, don’t worry…I’m right here and I’m going to keep you safe now.”

Adjusting so he was holding my hand instead, he then leaned down to kiss my forehead before leaning his head against mine. “Is it okay if I take your shirt off for you?” His voice was soft as it broke the silence, barely even there, which made it all the more comforting.

I nodded again, but he didn’t move, so I got the sense he wanted verbal consent.

“Yeah, that’s fine,” I mumbled back, and he kissed my cheek before he gently started tugging my shirt up and over my head.

He paused with his hands hovering over the waistband of my jeans, glancing at me as if he was asking me again.

“That’s uh, that’s okay, too. Jeans and..and just all of it, go ahead.” I smiled at him shyly, admiring how sweet he was to continually make sure I was okay with what was going on.

Spence smiled at me then continued to undress me, unable to stop himself from looking at me for a moment before turning me around to gently push me into the shower and getting undressed himself so he could join me. I waited patiently for him, letting the water run through my hair and closing my eyes as I felt my muscles relax under the spray while my mind wandered.

It felt a bit odd that I didn’t want Spencer to stop touching me, as if his soft and gentle touch could somehow erase the terror of what could’ve happened to me but didn’t. That it could save me from feeling that man’s hand roughly grabbing my chin and almost forcing me into things I didn’t want. His gentle kisses and soft caresses were all I wanted, and it seemed he was more than willing to give me that.

I hadn’t noticed that Spence had stepped into the shower until I opened my eyes and he was standing in front of me, pouring soap into his hand. His eyes flicked over to meet mine once he realized I was looking at him, giving me a gentle smile.

“Are you still with me over there?” His tone of voice hadn’t changed from that same tender cadence, taking a small step closer to me until I could feel his breath ghosting over my skin. It was moments like this that made me realize just how tall he was.

“Yeah, I’m right here…hi.” I waved up at him which made us both giggle.

“That’s okay, just checking, sweetheart.” Spence kissed the top of my head, rubbing the soap into both of his hands then he gently started to rub his hands over my shoulders. I leaned forward until my head was pressed against his chest as he ran his hands over my body, gently kissing the top of my head again then leaving a trail of kisses on my face and along my neck.

I stood up straight again when he had to bend down further, blushing as I felt his hands massage over my legs and up my thighs.

I slid my hand into his hair, gently playing with it as he left a kiss lower on my stomach and the warm water rained down over me.

“S-Spence, I…” I trailed off, distracted by him leaving kisses and marks over my body.

“Hmm…?” he stopped, looking up at me. “Are you okay?” He sat back on his knees, looking up at me while holding both of my thighs.

I slid my hand into his hair, gently playing with it as he left a kiss lower on my stomach and the warm water rained down over me.

“Mmhmm…I’ve just...I’ve never done this before, and everything that happened tonight, I just…I didn’t think it affected me because he only grabbed at me, but…”

“Stop,” he stood up, wrapping his arms around me with his hands on my lower back so he could pull me closer to him. “It’s alright that what happened affected you, any kind of unwanted touch is a very disorienting thing. Especially if you’ve never been touched like that. We don’t have to do anything unless you’re comfortable.” His voice was more serious than before, and I couldn’t bring myself to do anything but nod to show that I understood. “Are you still comfortable with this? Because it’s completely alright to have changed your mind. Just tell me, darling. I’m smart but I’m not a mind reader,” he joked, gently tugging me closer to him until I was almost pressed up against him.

“Yes…Yeah, I’m still comfortable with this. I think I just needed a minute.” I speak only loud enough to be heard over the water.

He nods and presses his lips to my cheek before he kneels in front of me again, marking his path with kisses down my stomach back toward where he was before I stopped him, sucking and gently biting at my skin along the way.

As he got lower and lower, he shifted to loop his arms around my knees, pulling me even closer as he got ever closer to exactly where I wanted–no, needed him to be. I could feel his breathing getting heavier, each breath washing over me between each kiss.

I slid both of my hands into his hair, gently gripping random fistfuls of it as I moaned lowly and tilted my head back. I felt him chuckle more than I heard it as his head found its way between my legs.

Soon enough, his tongue glided smoothly in circles over my skin as I gasped and groaned, my grip tightening on his hair and almost pulling with each motion as any thought of getting cleaned up was abandoned. God, if I had known this was where I was going to be before I left the house with him, I wouldn’t have wanted us to leave either.

Spencer eventually came up for air ever so briefly before he was back to kissing all over my body, marking my skin wherever he could without seeming to care where, like he was claiming every inch of me. Little did he know, all he’d have to do was say ‘please’ in the softest tone of voice he could muster and I’d be on my knees for him. Or worse, he knew and he was more than willing to take advantage of that fact. Not that I minded, per say.

He slowly made his way back up to my lips, kissing every possible spot on my body that he could so I’d be littered in hickeys and would feel them as a constant reminder of this moment. Of him.

I tugged on his hair lightly until he was on his feet, my arms going around his neck as I pulled him into a deep kiss with my lips parting against his as he pulled me in closer until our bodies were all but pressed together.

Feeling him this close to me sent a shiver down my spine.

He finished washing me off, getting out and wrapping a towel around himself before he held out his hand to help me out of the shower. He wrapped the other towel around me and helped me dry off, getting me dressed in a white and gray hoodie of his that said Washington DC and a pair of his pajama pants that he had to tie in a neat bow so they didn’t fall.

I went digging in his drawers and helped him pick out as well as get into his own pajamas, then he picked me up as I squeaked loudly and started laughing.

“Spencer! What’re you doing?!” I yelled through giggles.

“I’m not doing anything!” He smirked as he dropped me onto his bed then sat next to me.

Spence was barely on the bed two seconds before I was in his lap, hugging him tight. He looped his arms back around me as he leaned back, hugging me close as he pulled the blankets over us and I nuzzled into his shoulder.

Neither of us moved for a while, long enough for us both to fall asleep. As I drifted in and out of consciousness, I felt his lips press against the back of my head with a whispered ‘I love you’.

“Spence..?”

“Hmm..?”

“Can you like…talk to me? Like just…just tell me about something. Anything you want.”

“You’re giving me a lot of power here, sweetheart.”

“I know, pretty boy, but your voice is…it’s comforting to me.”

“Okay, you asked for it…” he cleared his throat in a dramatic fashion, making me giggle, before continuing, “The first thing I could think of that could be a lot of fun was Star Wars, so did you know that the name Yoda can be translated to ‘warrior’ in Sanskrit? Also, the word ‘Ewok’ was never spoken aloud in any of the films, even when they visit Endor, the only time it ever comes up is in the credits of ‘Return of the Jedi’,” Spencer rambled excitedly, and I was happy to listen to him for as long as he could talk. Just listening to him, it felt like the rest of the world melted away. Nothing else mattered, and that was the way I preferred it.

I didn’t even notice I had been falling asleep until he kissed my head and softly wished me goodnight.

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itskeithxx · 2 years

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Trans Fem Spencer Reid Supremacy

Spencer Reid is trans fem and i will die on this hill

#spencer reid #trans spencer #trans spencer reid #criminal minds #ive been obsessed with this show since forever #it will never leave me #headcanon #she doesnt come out till like half way through the show #ignore the self insert #trans woman #trans woman character

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reidfucker · 30 days

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i just want to kiss him all over and nibble on his ear and eat him whole AGGGHHHHHHHHHHSHDUWBFISJCSICIDJCXJXJFIDJDJDHSHS

oh, how i miss my boyfriend..... :(

#spencer reid #criminal minds #reidfucker #glasses spencer reid #sub spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x male reader #trans spencer reid

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starch1ldz · 2 months

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Spencer: wait, how did this happen? We're smarter than this.

Genius!BAU!y/n shaking his head: apparently, we are not.

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beautifulbrainrot · 10 months

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yes pls lord ; thigh riding pre-op spencer would send me to a better place; OO imagine he's bugging u while ur trying to work to, n' he's like "I can behave" and then he just starts humping your thigh 💌

yeesssss!!

trans!spencer reid x gn!reader

cw ftm!spence, thigh riding

“spencer, i’m working.” you reminded him sternly as you noticed him lurking in the corner of your office through the corner of your eye.

when he didn’t move after a few seconds, you sighed, pushing back in your chair and patting your lap.

he bounded over, straddling your lap with his chest pressed against yours, his head immediately burying in your shoulder.

you placed your hand on the small of his back, stroking lightly as he made himself comfortable before carrying on with your work.

you knew what was bound to happen from the moment you spotted him in the corner of the room.

he was clearly feeling needy, and just sitting on your lap was never going to be enough, especially when your attention wasn’t all on him.

“promise to behave, spence?” you asked.

he nodded quickly, “i can behave!”

you quirked your eyebrow slightly.

let’s see how long he lasts.

not very long apparently.

him pressing closer to you, holding you slightly tighter was the first sign that he was getting needier.

the soft sighs and quiet whimpers were the second sign, but they were easy to ignore.

but as he shuffled on your lap to get more comfortable, his core landed directly on your thigh.

he held back a squeak at the sudden pressure on his already aching core, but managed to stay quiet, just holding you tighter.

he managed to stay quiet and not move as you continued with your work, but as you absentmindedly brought your hand back down to his lower back and started caressing him softly, he couldn’t help himself.

one tiny movement, one tiny whimper.

you let him have it, deciding to carry on with your work instead of reprimanding him.

another little rock of his hips, and another, slightly louder whimper, muffled into your shoulder.

“spence…” you warned, your tone stern.

he stopped his movements, knowing not to disobey you. but his core continued to ache, pulsing, his whole body thrumming with the desire to have you.

he started to rock his hips rhythmically, buring his face further into your neck, half to breathe in your scent and half to hide from your scold.

“spencer. you said you would behave.” you reprimanded, but he just whined and continued to rock his hips.

“you’re being a bad boy, spencer.”

he whined again, muffled into your shoulder, but you could hear his defiance.

you dropped your pen, placing both hands on his rocking hips - not stilling them, just placing your hands there.

“you’re being a really bad boy now spencer. and y'know what happens to bad boys? they get punished.” you spoke coldly.

spencer’s hips only sped up, seemingly excited by the idea of punishment, instead of dettered.

his moans grew louder as he desperately rode your thigh, chasing his release.

tensing your leg, you bounced it slightly, causing spencer to whimper breathlessly in your ear.

you held him close to you as his hips stuttered, and he came on your thigh, dirtying your pant leg.

he trembled in overstimulation as he rocked his now soaked core on your leg languidly, moans muffled into your shoulder as he relaxed against you.

“you know what happens now, spencer.” you said as his breathing evened out.

“i get punished…” he whispered softly, picking his head up out of were it was buried in your shoulder to look at you.

“go one, baby. bedroom, now.” you said cooly, smirking lightly as he quickly got up off your lap and rushed to the bedroom.

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds #sub spencer reid #sub!spencer #spencer reid smut #spencer reid fanfiction #sub!spence #sub!spencer reid #trans spencer reid #trans!reid #💌#💌 anon

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ralvezfanatic · 5 months

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Outfits and Naps

Spencer Reid x FTM!Reader

FEM-ALIGNED DNI - You will be blocked if you interact with this post. This is made for trans men/mascs, not women.

Reader is bored at home, not having much to do. He decided to try on some outfits he bought earlier, and then falls asleep.

Warnings: Mostly focused on Reader. Slightly feminine outfit mentioned. Dysphoria is implied if you squint really hard. Practically just a random drabble I randomly came up with. Reader has a cat because cats are very cool. Also, guys.. please don't sleep in your binder..

Word Count: 1.2k

Spencer was away at work, so it was only you and your childhood cat (that you got at 17.. so more of a teenage-hood cat), Mr. Whiskers the 3rd (and since it was such a long name, you shortened it to Mr. Whiskers. Although you stated his full government name was Furball Whiskers the 3rd.) at home.

You didn't have much to do, it was a peaceful day and you decided you were going to order takeout for dinner when Spencer came home. So, cooking wasn't an option. Having set your mind to takeout, there was no way you could cook. You already knew what you were going to order, so you couldn't change plans.

So there you were, sitting on the couch, your cat next to you, sleeping while you were bored out of your mind. You pet him for a whole, sighing as you tried to come up with something to do. Calm days were actually really boring. As you thought, you scrolled through your phone, switching between apps trying to get an idea.

Maybe you could take a walk? No, too cold, and you felt bad leaving Mr. Whiskers alone.

As you scrolled through your phone, you saw this post which reminded you of some outfits you bought and wanted to try on earlier, but always put aside. Happy that you found something to do, you stood up, rushing to your bedroom, your cat soon following behind.

You threw your phone on your bed, heading to your closet and pulling out some boxes where you stored the outfits. You carried them and placed them on the bed to open and take the clothes out.

You decided to wear your binder while trying on clothes, so you knew how they'd look when you go out. You go get it, and put it on after a few minutes of struggling.

Now you stood by your bed again, your cat sitting in the middle of the bed, waiting for the boxes to empty.

“Which one looks better Mister? This? Or.. this?” You ask him, holding out a cropped turtleneck with the shoulders cut in your left hand, and a white, sleeveless button up shirt in your right.

Mr. Whiskers turned his head to the left, sniffing the air a bit, which had made you think he chose the turtleneck, but then he turned his head to the right, so you thought he changed his mind. Finally, he just spun around in a circle trying to get comfortable on your bed before lying down and not picking anything out for you.

“Thanks..” You mumble, wondering why you even bothered asking a cat for help. You decided you would try both of them, hoping to style them for future use. You set the button up shirt down and put on the turtleneck. You had to find a nice pair of pants now.. which was difficult because you knew this turtleneck would look great with a skirt, but you weren't that comfortable yet.

Finally, you decided on a pair of black jeans, because you couldn't figure out what else to wear. You thought you looked nice, and snapped a mirror selfie of your newly created outfit and sent it to Spencer.

That's how you spent your afternoon, mixing and matching different shirts and pants, trying out different outfits, taking pictures, and sending a few to your boyfriend, asking for his opinion.

Not that he was helpful, that man said you looked absolutely stunning in each outfit you created. And also he usually stuck with sweater vests and slacks.. so he didn't really know he was supposed to help with.

You gave up after his third, “They both look great.” and his second “It’s you, anything looks good on you.”

Obviously, he wasn't helping, so you just sent him pictures of what you decided looked better, which he still enjoyed.

Finally, you tried out all the new clothes you got, and managed to style each of them. You put everything away, and sat on the bed, telling yourself you were only sitting to think of something else to do, but instead ended up laying down and falling asleep.

Spencer opened the front door, and was surprised when Mr. Whiskers didn't rush over to sniff and inspect him. “Y/N! I'm home.” He called out, closing the door behind him, only to be met with silence. Puzzled on why he arrived home to be met with a quiet house and no greeting, he ventured further into your house. He grew slightly nervous, which was only normal considering his job, but kept calmed.

He walked into the bedroom, slowly opening the door, hoping you just fell asleep and the animals were locked in with you.

As he opened the door, he was met with the cutest view, and he felt his heart melt at what was in front of him. He smiled, taking out his phone to snap a quick picture before walking up to the bed.

You laid in bed, wearing a pair of your boyfriend's sweatpants, which were baggy on your smaller body, along with your binder that you didn't take off after trying on clothes. In front of you was Mr. Whiskers, which you held close, hugging him as if he was a plushie.

He had been asleep, but woke up when Spencer entered the bedroom. He only looked up to him, but stayed comfortably on the bed under his owner's arms.

Spencer couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at the sight, finding it absolutely adorable how you slept with your cat. He also saw how you still had your binder on and decided to wake you up, now knowing how long you had it on.

“Love. Get up, you need to get that binder off.” He shook you lightly, trying to wake you up in a nice manner. You grumble and shoo him off, trying to pull your cat closer, but he decided to get up when Spencer started to wake you. “Y/N, get out of your binder..” He insisted, shaking your shoulder now.

You groaned being woken up from your nap and shook your head no. “Mm.. 5 more minutes.” You mumbled, hiding your face in your hands, turning away from your boyfriend.

Spencer laughed and shook his head, finding your sleepiness amusing. “No, get up Y/N. Now.” He laughed, grabbing your arms and pulling you up to a sitting position.

As he managed to sit you up, he smiled at your now barely conscious self. “I was having such a good nap ‘Pence.. you should have joined me instead of waking me.” You mumble, leaning your head on his shoulder and wrapping your arms around his own.

“Sweetheart, as good as a nap it was.. and as cute as you look in my sweatpants and your binder, you shouldn't be sleeping with that on! Now go change, I'll give you one of my sweaters if you want too.” He smiled, pressing a kiss on your temple. “And then we can cuddle and nap if you want to.” He added on, knowing that'll be good enough motivation for you to go change.

You turn your head to look at him and smile, pressing a quick kiss to his mouth before getting up to change out of your binder, rushing so you could cuddle up with him.

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