Novel & Cerita Spencer Reid Smile

She furrowed her eyebrows in surprise to speak. “Spencer!” Spencer smiled at her and waved his hand as 'hello'. She smiled and waved to him again without anyone seeing her.

It's too fattening for the heart. "Thank you, Auntie." She smiled at me as I thanked her. "It's good and my son lets you go." It embarrassed me to smile at her. I'm not sure either. Because earlier, I was feeling. Spencer was not okay with how he saw me look on the billboard. I saw how stiff his mouth had been holding back. I was nervous. "Are you still staring at movies or dramas today?"

"No, thank you. I don't smoke." A faint smile was carved on Reid's lips before he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. The night air seemed to soften along with the flowing light chat between us—starting from Reid's awkward stories when he first worked at the repair shop to the comical antics of customers that tested his patience. The distance and awkwardness that had stretched out now collapsed, replaced by a comfort that made every second feel so short.

I find a small, real smile from somewhere. Reid goes next, his arm looping around the back of my neck, pulling me in firmly. "If anyone gives you trouble," he says, completely serious, "I'll handle it." He pats the top of my head before letting go. A laugh escapes me. I nod. "Okay, everyone stop hogging her." Drew physically removes me from Reid's vicinity. "I'll miss you more than you'll miss me," he says, squeezing tightly before shoving me back with a grin. "Alright. Enough of that."

I question him back, a scowl finding its place on my face. “God! What's happening?! I thought you said you weren't the type to get picked on by thieves.” “I don't know. You ask that bastard why he thought I was a perfect target. That was a 6 year old phone. He won't even get more than a few pennies for that phone.” Spencer chuckles, fueling my sour mood even more. “Why are you still laughing?” He replies with another smile. The first time he smiled too much, he broke my heart and I'm still dealing with the consequences. He is smiling too much once again in the same night. What else is he gonna break this time?

He inquired, his tone almost pleading. "I can't accept flowers from a face like that, we are not quarreling Mr. Martin. I at least, deserve a smile from you, your face is strengthened like a rock!" Instantly, Reid broke into an expansive smile, his eyes glistening. "How can you be chatty when you just woke up? There, I'm smiling!" His lips stretched wider.

Jace was pale, but he was alive, and he looked at me like I had just given him the moon itself. My gaze moved past the spectators, searching for a single person. Reid was standing at the edge of the crowd. He wasn't trying to hide his presence anymore. For the first time since I had met him, his expression wasn't one of arrogance, possession, or anger. He was smiling. A genuine smile filled with pride.

He put on the blue one and did something to his hair with his palm that didn't seem to work and turned around. "Do I look okay?" "You look like yourself," I said. He went quiet for a moment. "Do you think he'll like us?" "Yes." I said. "I think he will." Something lit up in his face that he immediately tried to make casual. He turned back to the mirror. "Okay," he said. "Cool." Spencer was waiting in the sitting area when we came out. He looked at the twins, Aiden in his blue shirt and Valeria with her hair down for once and he gave a small smile.

" My boy Silver is performing for me again, I'm so happy. " Spencer hid behind the curtain along With his creepy smile. " Music. " " You were the dancer? " I asked him when I noticed how well he could turn my body along with him, yet he was stiff as if he was on guard. " Yes. " " Doesn't suit you. " I didn't want to open a conversation but I was nervous because I feel like dying. The way he is staring at me, the way everyone is cheering for us, and Spencer's red eyes staring at me.