Single Pringle - Tumblr Posts
Flip-Flops- Spencer Reid
A/N Soo summer’s just about here might as well do a summer imagine lol here we go. This is a parent!au. Y/n will be dead in this one sorry but I will make it up to you. What will Spencer do for his daughter? You know what to do like repost and such message me if you want a specific one. Enjoy!!
7:20
There wasn’t a case just tons of paperwork from the various cases before. It was warm and sunny outside, so having to sit inside was complete and utter torchere. Everyone began to file in and start there work. Now it common around the work place that casual was ok as long as you also looked professional. A true look that could really only be pulled off by Derek Morgan himself. Others walked in dress pants blazers and such. Everyone looked and seemed professional. Boy genius himself was the last to walk through the door. A clip clop sound was followed behind him as he made his way to his desk. Messenger bag placed on the his desk as he began to walk to get his second cup of sugar with coffee that morning. The clip clop sound begun again. Morgan and JJ were talking when JJ’s eyes doubled in size.
“Um hey Spence, are your um are your toes painted??”
Morgan could have broke his neck the way turned so fast. Indeed Spencer’s toes were painted, but it wasn’t just that. He was wearing boardwalk flip-flops. In a work place. Movement ceased in the building everyone turning towards Spencer. His face turned a slight read remembering the night before.
“Daddy!!! Daddy!!!!” His 4 year old daughter came rushing in.
The way she was moving she could have ran through the couch to get to Spencer. He turned around to see his pride and joy running towards him hold 3 different nail polishes. Her mom, Y/n, wasn’t around anymore. She died in child birth. Meaning Spence became the mother and the father. He new exactly what was going to happen. She ran towards him with her new nail polish she got from a previous gift bag from a birthday party.
“Daddy can we paint our toes please please pleaseeeee?” He couldn’t say no. That would make his baby cry and he couldn’t bare to see that. He complied. 3 hours later Madeline’s hands and toes were done and Spence’s toes were done. His daughter begged him to let her paint his toes. She begged him to show his friends. Of course Spencer being a sucker for his daughter wore flip flops the next day to work.
“Spence! Pretty Boy!” Spencer looked up to find the gang surrounding him staring at his toes. Now this was the problem. Spencer didn’t tell anyone he had gotten married at 21 and that his wife died four years ago leaving Madeline Rose Reid. It was the only thing private he had left. He didn’t want to seem selfish, and honestly surprised no one knew. He couldn’t think of anything. He was officially stuck because he wanted to make his daughter happy.
“Uh.. um.. you know I think my phone is ringing I’m going to go take this outside.”
With his awful, Spencer tried to leave and walk past Hotch. When he didn’t budge, Spencer knew he was stuck.
“Spence, man you have to tell us what’s going on man. Why are your toes painted.” Morgan forced the topic down his throat.
From everyone else’s point of view he look like he was choking. He thought he was saved by the bell only to find out who it was
“Madeline Rosa Reid!! You come back here this second!”
Think you can hurt me??
Nah, I pretend to be the champagne problems girl and act like I rejected my marriage proposal of my good 'ol lover in my room every night, while my fatass reminding me that I am bloody single 🙃