Your POV 

Walking into the Quantico building for the BAU I sighed as I was in desperate need of coffee. Taking off my bag I looked at the rest of the desks that were around mine. Across from mine sat Morgan. He wasn't at his desk since I usually get into work earlier than the rest of the team, except for Gideon. I don't know how that man does it but he's always here before me. Sometimes I think he lives here. 

Without missing a beat Gideon walked by me as he gave me a quick good morning. "Sleep well?" I asked as I sat on my chair. 

"As well as an FBI agent can" he said as he glanced over to me. 

"Rest of the team won't be here for almost another 45 minutes." I said as he nodded and sat at his desk. Reaching for the stack of reports that I had been working on I opened it and started to skim the papers. 

Hearing the door open I noted that another one of the team was there. I was debating who would be here next and before I could come to the conclusion, Gideon gave his greeting. "Morning, Reid" 

Looking up I was met with the wonder boy handing me coffee. "I figured you would need it" he said as I smiled gently. Smiling I looked at him as I nodded. "You know me so well, thank you." Bringing the cup to my lips I took a sip of the liquid gold. Reid sat down across from Gideon as they set up their daily morning chess match. Every so often I would watch them as they played. Reid had always lost the games but he never gave up. Something that I admired about him. 

I glanced over to him again and stopped as I noticed something different about Reid. "How long have you had glasses?" I asked as he tilted his head at the sound of my voice. He took his turn and glanced at me as he seemed a little embarrassed. "I've always worn them. I just prefer contacts while we're in the field since they can't be knocked off if an unsub tackles me or something" 

Nodding in understanding I rolled over to the two as I got closer to their game. Being the two best profilers of the team they could always profile how one another plays their turns and figure out their next moves, after all, Gideon always tells him to think outside the box. I glanced to Reid as I looked at how the glasses framed his face. I don't know why he didn't tell me he's always worn glasses. 

I went back to my desk to get ready on the next report before JJ walked into the room as quickly as usual. "We have another case guys." she said as we got up slowly and went to the conference room as the rest of the team got there. Sitting down next to Reid I leaned over to see the file as she handed him one. He tilted it for me as I looked at it and rose a brow. 

"So far two victims, both males." I said. 

"Possible that it's a female unsub?" JJ asked as I shook my head. 

"Given the way the unsub subdues their victims it's unlikely since biologically speaking females don't have the same strength that men do." 

"What if the unsub lures the victims? Like they pose as a prostitute or something like that and uses that advantage?" Morgan thought. 

Hotch shook his head as he looked at the ligature marks around the victims necks. "Unlikely. The hand marks are too big, making the unsub male. Besides female unsubs take to poisoning since they don't have the strength to subdue their victims" as Reid stated 

After JJ filled us in and we were on our way to the jet. I sat across from Reid as I had a file in my hand. I was trying to get everything I could out of the unsub in the files. Glancing over to Reid as he read his own file I tried not to think about how cute he looked in glasses. They seemed to suit him and I wished he would wear them more often. 

Reid stood as he sat next to me and I looked over to him as I hummed "What is it?" I asked as he smiled gently. "You keep looking at me" he whispered as the rest of the team was trying to think of possibilities of the unsub on the other side of the jet. 

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Spence." 

He put his hand on the file that was in front of me so he could get my full attention. "You're a terrible liar." he said as he gave me a smile. 

"Your glasses suit you" I said as I looked at him. He tried not to smile as he looked away for a second, a light blush on his cheeks. 

"Thank you." he said and soon enough we were landed. 

We got off the jet and started hunting the unsub. We found out that he went after men because they were a surrogate. Probably something like his father or uncle that could have done something to him as a child. 

Abuse? Neglect? You name it. 

~Time Skip~

Getting onto the jet I sighed heavily as I sat down. Rubbing my face I looked around at the team. We were all pretty beat from the last couple of days of working on the most recent case. The unsub had been abused by a father figure when he was younger. Making it where he would have surrogates of the men. 

I felt a nudge to my side as I looked over to Reid. He tilted his head as he smiled gently at me. Looking at him he opened his mouth to talk as the rest of the team was either sleeping or playing cards. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked as he hummed gently. 

"I have tickets to a Shakespeare play. If you wanted to go with me?"

Smiling gently as I looked at him I nodded.

"You know I love Shakespeare, why would I turn that down?"

He smiled wide and nodded. "I was hoping you wouldn't"

Leaning over and kissing his cheek he blushed more and I giggled.

"You should wear glasses more often, I like them."

"Looks like (y/n) wants some of that pretty boy action" we heard from Morgan

"W-what that wasn't what I meant!'

"Sure it wasn't girly. We've noticed how you've been looking at the boy genius since he came in with those glasses."

"Morgan I will tell Garcia to Photoshop more of those pictures and I'll print them out and hang them all over your desk "

His face fell. "what so you mean more? She told me she stopped those."

Raising my hands I turned and grabbed my headphones as I giggled. Putting them on and turning them up as Reid picked up his book and started to read. We ignored the chiseled artwork that was Derek 'Chocolate Thunder' Morgan.