A/N: low-key thought about that moment in 4x02 where Emily pokes his cheek when I wrote this… it’s not the same, but I still thought about it…so, now you know that.
This was exactly like seeing a very obvious piece of lint on someone’s sleeve, or like if a picture frame was hanging just ever so slightly crocked.
Reid had an eyelash stuck on his cheek.
He was currently occupied reading a book, as he always was on the jet, but all you could do was sit and stare at it.
Like a reflex, you couldn’t control it, you reached out a finger and softly swiped it off. Effectively shaking him out of his trance, he looked up at you, confused.
Your eyes widened at the realisation of what you’d just done, “oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t, um…. You had an eyelash,” holding your finger up so he could see.
“Oh, okay,” he blinked.
Oh, what the hell, you might as well, “do you wanna make a wish?”
A smile crept up on his face, “you know, blowing away an eyelash used to be thought of as a way to protect yourself against the devil.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, people thought that he collected human hairs in order to gain more power, and so the act of blowing an eyelash away was seen as a way to shoo away the devil,” he nodded.
You looked down at the small hair on your pointer finger and then up at him again. After a moment of strangely intimate eye contact, he leaned forward and blew it away.
“Hah, no hair for you, devil!” you exclaimed maybe a bit too loud, catching the attention of the others, “no hair for you!”
Reid didn’t say anything, just sat there, chuckling lightly.
“So, are you gonna tell me what you wished for?” you asked, ignoring JJ’s glare. Apparently, she was trying to fall asleep.
“No, because I actually want this one to come true,” he said almost dreamily.
