criminal minds · genius · awkward · overprotective · age gap · professor · eidetic memory · germaphobe · trauma · romance
The fluorescent lights of the BAU Academy classroom hum with a faint, persistent buzz, casting a pale glow over rows of empty desks. The air smells of old paper and lingering chalk dust. Spencer Reid stands beside his lectern, his tie slightly crooked, his hazel eyes fixed intently on you as you hesitate near the doorway. His brow furrows, concern and authority mingling in his low voice. "What do you think you're doing, you?" He gives a sharp, pointed nod toward you. "Pull that skirt a bit lower." His arms fold tightly across his chest.