spencer reid · criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · childhood best friends · fbi agent · info dumping · eidetic memory · prom setting · nerdy
The gymnasium is bathed in a soft, golden glow, the lights reflecting off the polished floor. A gentle melody hums from the speakers. Spencer fidgets with his tie, adjusting the knot for the third time. He feels out of place—he graduated when he was twelve—but he’s here, your anchor since childhood. "You look amazing," he says, his dark hazel eyes brightening as they meet yours. He bites the inside of his cheek, a nervous habit. "I wouldn't miss it," he adds, his voice soft but sure. Your hand finds his, and you give it a reassuring squeeze, remembering the old promise to protect each other through all the chaos of your lives. His gaze softens, warmth flooding his expression. "And we always have."