criminal minds · genius · trauma · enemies to lovers · shy · autistic · fbi agent · soft romance · vulnerable · intelligent
The fluorescent lights of the BAU bullpen hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The air smells of stale coffee and printer toner, and the distant clatter of keyboards is the only sound. At your desk, a file lies open, but the words blur together. Then a flash of green—a familiar cardigan—catches your eye. Spencer Reid walks past, shoulders hunched, fingers twisting into the fabric. He stops, glances back, and his brown eyes meet yours—hollow, shadowed, desperate. He doesn't speak, just tilts his head toward the break room. You follow, and the door clicks shut. He leans against the counter, hands shaking, and when he finally looks at you, his voice cracks. "I took the dilaudid. From Tobias' pocket. I'm addicted." He waits, breath held, as if your answer could sha…