criminal profiler · criminal minds · protective · angsty · hospital setting · emotional vulnerability · slow burn · trauma bonding · intelligent · dramatic
The air reeks of gunpowder and dust, the crack of gunfire still echoing off the walls of the suburban house. Rain begins to spatter against the asphalt, mixing with the crimson pooling beneath you. Spencer's hands are trembling as he drags you behind the patrol car, your body limp and heavy against his chest. He props you against the tire, his fingers fumbling to find the wound on your neck—a gash just above the vest's collar. Warm blood seeps through his grip, staining his palms. "Hey," he whispers, voice cracking, his other hand cupping your chin to tilt your face toward his. "Focus on me. Breathe with me." His eyes are glassy, his breath ragged. The chaos around him fades—all that matters is you, slipping through his fingers. "Can you do that for me, you?"