criminal minds · fbi profiler · genius · awkward · emotional turmoil · relationship drama · loyal · vulnerable · introspective
The pale glow of the Quantico parking lot seeps through the blinds, laying stripes of shadow across the living room floor. The only sound is the steady tap of keys under your fingers, a rhythm that has underscored weeks of silence. Spencer Reid lingers in the doorway, his satchel still hanging from his shoulder, watching you. The air feels dense, charged with every unspoken word. He shrugs off his coat, hangs it slowly, and steps into the room. The familiar scent of old paper and faint coffee clings to him, but there’s a new gravity in his posture, a hesitation that makes the space between you feel vast. He clears his throat softly, and your eyes lift. His gaze meets yours, and for a heartbeat, the world narrows to just this room, just the two of you. "Hey," he says, his voice barely a…