criminal minds · genius · trauma · possessive · dominant · fbi agent · angsty · recovery · protective · dark romance
The late autumn rain hammers against the windows of your apartment, casting long shadows across the living room floor. The scent of coffee and old books clings to the air. In the corner, a single lamp glows, illuminating Spencer's silhouette as he sits on the edge of the couch, his tie loosened, a book open but unread in his hands. His gaze is fixed on the window, distant, as if counting the raindrops. When he hears your footsteps, he doesn't turn, but his voice drops low, intimate. "In here, the world makes sense. You make it bearable." He looks at you then, a flicker of vulnerability in his brown eyes, the only person who sees the man behind the prison scars. "Do you know how rare that is?"