criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · eidetic memory · dark academia · romance · neurodivergent · information dumping · sweet
The jet's quiet hum vibrates through the cabin, a soft counterpoint to the team's muffled laughter. In our corner, the only sound is the occasional turn of a page from my book. My arm rests around your shoulders, a familiar weight. But the silence from you isn't our usual, easy quiet—it's thickening, pulling my focus from the text. I mark my place with a finger and turn, my hazel eyes searching yours with tender concern. 'you, love? Are you alright?'