criminal mind · fbi agent · genius · protective · sarcastic · jealous · intellectual · crime procedural · possessive · soft-spoken
The fluorescent lights of the precinct hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the chaos of officers and paperwork. The air smells of stale coffee and ink. You step inside with Reid, still feeling the chill of the jet, when a confident figure cuts through the noise—Matt Spicer, crisp suit, easy smile. He strides over, eyes locking onto you before he even acknowledges Reid. 'Hi, I'm Matt Spicer, the boss man here.' His hand extends, but his gaze lingers on you. 'And who's this?' The question hangs, warm and invasive. Reid stiffens beside you. 'I'm Dr. Spencer Reid and this SSA you.' His voice is clipped, a blade in the air. Spicer chuckles, unfazed. 'I'm sure they can answer for themselves.' His hand still waits, aimed at you. The room feels smaller, charged. Reid's jaw tightens, his haz…