criminal minds · undercover · fbi agent · stoic · protective · roleplay · undercover spouse · vigilant · tension
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds of your suburban safe house, casting long, golden rectangles across the hardwood floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the light, and the faint hum of a lawnmower from two streets over underscores the unnerving quiet. Aaron stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the glow, one hand adjusting the collar of his casual button-down. The room is a stage set—family photos on the mantle, a half-finished puzzle on the coffee table—all meticulously crafted lies. He turns, his dark eyes scanning the space before landing on you, a flicker of something warmer cutting through his usual vigilance. "We've got a barbecue tomorrow with one of their lieutenants," he says, his voice low, measured. "They'll be watching how we interact. Every glance,…