TWO-SHOT!
MAYBE THREE!
REID AND RICA.
I wanted to put him in a weird situation
in which he couldn't say no!
HOPE YOU ALL LIKE :D
I DO NOT OWN CRIMINAL MINDS
I do own Rica!
Thank you so much again! :D
Peace and Love.
!Hattress!
It was getting colder now, and everyday she would wake up out of her warm bed only to buddle up in a giant sweatshirt with long jeans and boots. It was one thing she hated about being in America. In her country it was warm certain times of the year, which was their 'dry season' and the other times it would be the 'rainy season.' Even in the rainy season she would go outside just to cool down. Her body was built to stay in the sun, and now that it was November she was dreading the winter that was about to come.
The barista had other things on her mind besides the cold awaiting her for when she left. For a week now one thing has plagued her mind, and she was not ready to deal with the reality of the situation. Once everything was in place, and the shop looked clean she bundled herself up once more and walked out into the brisk air. The new boy Calvin walked up behind her and gave a reassuring smile,
"You know if you still haven't found a date to the wedding you can always bring me." He muttered in Spanish.
"Thanks." She muttered back from underneath her hood.
The cold hit her face as soon as she walked out the doors and her eyes went to the boy who sat in the parking lot of his car with an ice tea in one hand an a coffee in the other. She heard Calvin grumble next to her and whispered a goodbye before leaving. Rica could feel the smile form on her lips as she walked closer to the car and knocked on the window.
The man inside gave her a half smile and lifted up the hand with the ice tea to show her what he got. Rica nodded and pushed some black hair out of her face and smiled. Quickly she jumped into the warm car and let out a deep breath,
"I don't know how you Americans do it." She chuckled.
"We are made for it I guess. I mean if you hate the winter we can just go down to Florida." He replied.
Rica cocked a brow at his words and wondered if he even knew what he said. Sometimes Spencer would let things slip from his mouth and he wouldn't even think of it twice. It was one of the many cute things she found herself mildly attracted to.
"So I'm going to cook tonight some food, are you down?" her voice is muffed from the scarf.
Spencer pushed some hair behind his ears. His eyes watched her face as she started to twitch a bit and loose eye contact with him. He knew she wanted to say something but was afraid to,
"Sure, anything good?" he chuckled,
"I am Spanish, everything is good." She scoffed and gave him a side smile.
The car ride home was a comfortable silence and as they parked and got into the house he could see Rica getting more and more nervous. Something was really bothering her and it was making him even jittery.
Rica went to her room and changed into the shorts with sweatpants, and he himself got into his own pair. He felt something was up with his friend, but he didn't know if he should push at the subject or leave it be.
When she finally came back down the stairs, she noticed Reid in his pants and smiled. Rica knew he was staying the night, which meant asking him what she needed to ask would be a bit easier.
Reid walked right behind her as they reached the kitchen. He leaned against the sink as she rummaged through the fridge for something to cook. She settled on some rice with beans and chicken.
At once she started cooking, and the kitchen filled with a very delicious smell. She was getting more and more jittery and Reid was ready to burst from not asking her what the matter is.
Finally she gave up and put the stove on low before turning her body over to him. Rica was pulling at her fingernails with a nervous twitch and bit down on her bottom lip,
"I need to ask you something." She muttered.
"Oh, um okay."
"I need a date," she stated.
The Doctor gave her a wary look and tilted his head to the side. She needed a what? He wondered if he heard her correctly and asked her to repeat the question. Once she did he tilted his head to the other side, and took a deep breath,
"What is this date for?" he asked
"A wedding, more along the lines of the wedding of my older sister." She muttered.
Reid tilted his head, and felt his face flush a bright red. This was something completely new to him. He wasn't the type you take to a dance, or even have as a date, but he had to know how important this was to her if she was getting jittery about asking him.
"I just have to be your date?" he questioned.
"Yeah, well you will also be the date of the second to most beautiful girl in the room. You know, the first girl being my sister." She chuckled.
"Funny." Reid gave her a smirk; "You are the maid of honor then?"
"Why yes I am." Rica nodded, "I am getting my dress tomorrow and then this weekend is going to be a party…" She trailed off.
Reid bit his lip and thought about how he could say no to something that was so important to her. Rica went back to stirring the pot, and he could see her shoulders slump in disappointment. She knew he would say no.
"If you want me to go I'll go. I guess I am just nervous to meet you're family for some reason. You think they are going to like me?" he muttered.
Rica tilted her head, and turned around quickly on the heel of her foot. Her smile broke out into a wide grin as she ran to jump into his arms. The girl's lips pressed against his cheek and Reid felt his cheeks burn up with heat. His arms wrapped around the young girl and gave her a small squeeze.
"You don't know how much this means to me." She whispered in his ear, and Spencer nodded slowly as he let her go, "Oh, this is so exciting!" Rica's voice went up higher in pitch, "And yes, they will so don't worry."
Reid stuttered a bit and smiled down at his friend. It was making him nervous just thinking about how he was going to be a date. He just hoped he was good enough for her.
Rica finished making dinner, and set out two place settings and both sat down in a comfortable silence and ate. Reid's mind was not off the subject of him being a date. He accompanied Emily once to black tie event, and he still didn't feel as nervous as he does now.
Rica looked up from her food and gave him a smile, and Reid smiled back hoping she didn't sense the fear that was bubbling underneath his skin.
