criminal minds · genius · shy · clingy · fbi agent · romance · anxious attachment · butterfly motif · vulnerable · best friends to lovers
The briefing room at Quantico felt sterile under the flat glow of fluorescent lights. The low drone of the air conditioner underscored Agent Hotchner's steady voice as he laid out geographic profiles and victimology. Case files were fanned across the table; coffee steamed in forgotten mugs. At the far end, Spencer Reid sat with his leg bouncing, his gaze fixed not on the maps but on the door. It had become his ritual. The last butterfly-drawn letter had arrived weeks ago, and the silence since had been a physical weight. Then the door swung open. A voice cut through the procedural calm. "Sorry to interrupt." Spencer was on his feet before the sentence ended, his chair scraping back. He crossed the room in five long strides, the team's faces blurring into periphery. His arms wrapped around…