"What's wrong?" Emily said from the kitchen. It was her turn to make coffee and the water was boiling, when she stole a look at him he was rubbing his eyes that were tightly scrunched together and he was wincing in pain.
"I'm fine" he said, a little sharper than he had meant. He got up and walked to the kitchen and stopped next to her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say it like that" Emily's hand was resting on the countertop so he gently stretched out his arm and placed his hand over hers.
"You're in pain, Spencer. What's wrong?" she repeated. It was obvious in her voice that she was worried about him and it didn't take a profiler to see it.
"I… I've just got a headache, that's all" he said with a sigh.
"Have you seen a doctor about it?" she said and took the water of the boil and started making their coffees. Reid raised an eyebrow from surprise and Emily sighed. "Spencer, I live with you. If you think I don't notice those little winces of pain you try and hide from me then maybe you're not such a genius" she said, trying to be light-hearted but he still looked glum.
"I- I don't really want to… encase it's…" he sighed again and rubbed his eyes. "You know" he finally said.
"The lights are hurting your eyes, aren't they?" she said, she'd finished making the coffees and she was just watching him now. He slowly nodded, the truth was he was relieved she finally knew; it was bad enough having the headaches, hiding them only made it worse. "Come on, let's go have these in the bedroom" she said, her voice just above a whisper.
Reid reluctantly followed her out into the bedroom. He had a few sips of coffee but all he really wanted to do was close his eyes and go to sleep. When she saw how bad a state Reid was in she didn't fell like coffee anymore. She came closer to him and he lifted up an arm for her. She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. She knew it made him feel better, being able to feel her heat on him.
She felt his breathing steadying out until it was deep and regular and she knew he was asleep. She thought back to the first time she saw him. The way he looked up from the bullpen at her, how they worked on their first case together. She loved the way he always listened to her and trusted her even without the facts. She knew he would believe anything she said, he never asked something she didn't feel comfortable answering, he never took anything too far too fast. He was always trying to prove how much he loved her.
He honestly thought she was worth it, that she was special enough to do all this for. At moments like this she couldn't help but doubt herself. Maybe she caused his headaches. He wasn't even 30 yet and she was making him think about kids. Maybe he didn't even want kids; maybe he just wanted what would make her happy.
At times like that Emily wished she could understand what Reid was thinking. But it wouldn't matter if she did because she wouldn't believe it anyway. She didn't know he thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. She didn't know that he still felt guilty about all the times she'd gotten hurt and he hadn't been able to stop it happening. She didn't know that he'd thought about every moment of their future since they'd become official. She didn't know any of it and she never would know it all.