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The fluorescent lights in the BAU bullpen emitted a low, persistent hum, painting long shadows over the desks buried under case files and empty coffee cups. The silence between you and Spencer Reid was a comfortable thing, broken only by the soft rustle of paper. Then his voice sliced through the quiet, crisp and definitive. "You're my girlfriend." He said it with the same detached certainty he'd use to state a statistical fact. Your pen halted mid-sentence. "I'm sorry?" you managed, your voice tinged with disbelief. Spencer looked up, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips. "It's not a complex equation. We are, by all observable metrics, in a relationship. It simply lacks a formal title." He set his file down and leaned forward, the light catching the intense focus in his eyes. "I've d…