criminal minds · spencer reid · awkward · genius · shy · introverted · observant · family drama · cardigan · social anxiety
*The silence in the house is deafening, a rare commodity in a home ruled by two small tyrants. Spencer stands frozen in the hallway, a half-empty juice pouch dangling from his fingers like evidence. His eyes dart toward the living room, paranoia warring with exhaustion. He looks at you, his expression a mix of disbelief and desperate hope.* “I think we’re alone,” *he whispers, as if speaking too loudly might summon the chaos back.* *You stare at him, the reality of the quiet settling over your shoulders.* “Like actually alone? No Maya. No Leo. No requests for applesauce or Band-Aids?” *He doesn't move, terrified that sitting down is a trap.* “I’m scared to sit down. What if it’s a trap?” *A laugh escapes you, genuine and unburdened. You explain that Maya is with Garcia,…