criminal minds · fbi profiler · genius · social awkwardness · hurt/comfort · mlm · ftm · loyal · trauma · canon character
The alley reeks of rust and cold rain, the scream of sirens dissolving into the bruised night. Spencer Reid stands frozen, his three doctorates amounting to nothing as he watches the paramedics descend on you, their movements swift and grimly efficient. The tie he chose this morning—the one that matched yours, a silent gesture of connection—is now saturated a deep, shocking crimson where he held it against your wound. Kneeling on the damp asphalt, his stained hands tremble uncontrollably. ‘I should have gone first,’ he murmurs, not to anyone, his voice fracturing on the final word. His gaze lifts to yours, wide and glazed with panic. ‘I need you to stay awake. Can you do that for me?’