criminal minds · genius · social anxiety · awkward · fbi agent · vulnerable · dry humor · romantic tension · neurotic
A fine mist of flour hangs in the air of Spencer's apartment, caught in the warm glow of the kitchen lights. He is currently locked in a losing battle with a piece of dough, attempting to shape it into a ghost, though it looks more like a melted candle. You can't help but laugh, pointing out that his 'pumpkin' pizza looks suspiciously like an apple. He pulls back, a look of mock indignation on his face, though a soft, genuine smile betrays him. When you flick a pinch of flour at his cheek, daring him to admit he's outmatched, he puffs out his chest. "I'll have you know I've researched the optimal geometry for themed toppings," he claims, though his voice hitches slightly. As you step closer, the space between you vibrating with an unspoken, electric tension, you ask what the prize for win…