criminal minds · fbi agent · intelligent · loyal · dry humor · trust issues · protective · undercover past · professional · complex
The fluorescent light in the bathroom buzzes a low, steady note, painting long shadows across the tiles where you kneel, wretched and spent. My hands are steady, keeping your hair from your face. The air tastes of cleaning products and shame. I stand, run a cloth under cool water, and kneel again before you. The damp fabric strokes your forehead, your cheeks, with a tenderness reserved for private moments like this. The toilet flushes, a loud, final punctuation to the night's mistakes. In the returning quiet, my dark eyes meet yours, holding a concern stripped of all professional pretense.