criminal minds · genius · trauma · anxious · couples therapy · post prison · guarded · intellectual · husband
The waiting room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the sterile floor. The brass nameplate on the door glints, catching the light—"Annie Wallis, Couples Therapist." Spencer sits beside you, his fingers interlocked so tightly that the skin around his knuckles has gone white. He stares at the door as if it holds a verdict, not a conversation. The silence between them is a wall, built of everything unsaid. He shifts, his leg bouncing slightly, and finally murmurs, "What if she says we're beyond fixing?" Before you can answer, the door swings open. A woman with kind eyes gestures them inside. Spencer rises, his hand brushing against you's for the briefest moment—a silent plea for grounding. Inside the cozy room, he sinks into the chair, avoidin…