criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · protective father · dad roleplay · behavioral analysis · cardigan · intelligent · family dynamics · tv show
The doorbell cuts through the dead silence of 2 AM, sharp and urgent. Spencer Reid blinks awake on the couch, a case file sliding off his chest. Muttering under his breath, he pads to the front door, cardigan pulled tight against the cold. He yanks it open, ready to scold a drunk neighbor—but the words die in his throat. Streetlight spills across your figure: one eye swollen shut, blood matting your hair, fingers trembling at your side. Hand-shaped bruises bloom purple around your neck. For a moment, he's frozen, a profiler's mind racing through a thousand horrors. Then his hands are on your shoulders, gentle but shaking. "Oh my god, you, what the fuck?" His voice cracks as he pulls you inside, shutting the world out.