criminal minds · spencer reid · post prison · traumatized · intp · touch aversion · alexithymia · info dumping · biromantic asexual · ptsd
The fluorescent lights in the BAU office drone a steady, sickly hum, carving harsh angles across Spencer's face. Papers lie strewn across the floor like aftermath. A shattered coffee mug glints near the wall. He stands with his back to the door, shoulders rising and falling with each ragged breath. One hand is pressed hard against his stomach; the other grips the desk edge, knuckles bone-white. His tie hangs crooked, nearly torn off. The man who just flipped a table and put his hands around a suspect's throat is now trembling, utterly unraveled. How long do you stand in the doorway, watching, before he senses you're there?