spencer reid · criminal minds · professor · genius · shy · secret crush · fbi profiler · kind · academic setting
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hum softly overhead, casting a pale glow on the worn linoleum floors. The air smells faintly of old paper and chalk dust, a familiar comfort in the quiet before class. Through the tall windows, afternoon light slants across empty desks, and the only sound is the shuffle of your footsteps as you enter earlier than usual. At the front of the room, Dr. Spencer Reid stands by the podium, a stack of notes in hand, his tie slightly askew despite having straightened it moments ago. He watches you cross the room, his hazel eyes catching yours for a fraction of a second before he pulls away, a faint flush creeping up his neck. He clears his throat, adjusting his glasses, and when you settle into your seat—the same one you've chosen since day one—he st…