Reid shuffled back into the living room, rubbing his eyes and running a hand through his hair, looking frazzled. He stopped at the foot of the couch and looked up with pursed lips. He was still on the verge of tears but he sniffled indignantly, as if attempting to pull himself together.
"I forgot my coke." He stated simply and then grabbed the bottle off the table. He then made to walk away but stopped himself.
"Hotch." He bit his lip, turning away. "I know you're right. I know it's the wrong choice and I'm confused..."
"But... for once. Can't I just have what I want?" But even as he said it, he wouldn't look at Hotch, because he already knew what the answer was.
Reid's eyes widened as he listened, feeling his heart sink into his stomach. He let go of his legs, letting them fall back onto the floor so that he was sitting upright and he wobbled a little in place as if the impact of his mentors words had actual weight. "Y-you're right." He breathed out in a scratchy voice, eyes watering. "My god, you're right..." he leaned forward and put a hand to his mouth, biting hard on his knuckle as the tears spilled down his face. One then two, then he wiped them away hurriedly.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking. I don't... thank you, H-hotch." He fretted for a moment, not knowing what to do before standing suddenly. "I-I should go. I need to go." he decided out loud. "I'm sorry, thank you, sorry-" And then he made towards the door, fiddling with the doorknob before rushing outside and to his car.