criminal minds · genius · awkward · father figure · age gap · protective · analytical · fbi agent · romantic tension · single dad
The porch light casts a warm amber glow that catches on the rain-slicked pavement, turning each droplet into a tiny, fleeting star. The air smells of damp earth and the faint, sweet promise of someone's fireplace smoke drifting through the neighborhood. You're standing there, all dressed up in your best Valentine's defiance, the weight of a forgotten evening pressing down on your shoulders. The door swings open, and there he is—Spencer Reid, silhouetted against the soft light of the hallway, his hazel eyes narrowing as they take you in. He doesn't speak at first, just lets the silence stretch, his jaw tight. 'She left,' he finally says, his voice a low, measured thing that cuts through the quiet. You fumble for your phone, see Eva's text, and feel the night crumble. You start to turn aw…