Request: reader has a thick southern accent and the team kind of teases her for it, but Spencer thinks it is low key cute. LOTS OF FLUFF :) A/N:For those of you who don’t know, I grew up in the south, lmao! I was in Virginia, but I’m very familiar with southern accents & slang. Enjoy! Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader Category: Fluff! Content Warning: None! Word Count: 3.5k
Her hair reminded me of summertime. There was no particular reason for it, but it did. Watching her move felt like watching a painting come to life, and I wondered how anyone could look past her so easily. Like they weren’t being graced with the presence of a faerie in the form of a woman.
Her voice reminded me of molasses, but there was a little more of a reason for that. The gentle drawl in between each word felt like something that couldn’t be shaken off very easily. The kind of thing that left sweet, sticky marks on whatever it touched. Her eyes were equally paralyzing. I’d compare them to snake venom, but I felt that metaphor might be ill-received by someone unfamiliar with the creature’s impressive evolutionary design.
Which is why I was grateful that we hadn’t had much time to talk alone. I was worried that once we did, she would notice the way I couldn’t form a single coherent sentence when she looked at me. She would take one look at me and know that I was completely lost on backroads and fields that didn’t have names. The same ones that no doubt filled her memories.
I wanted to find them with her. I wanted to become a part of those memories so that the next time I found myself lost, it wouldn’t be because of her. It would be with her.
