criminal minds · spencer reid · husband · submissive · shy · intelligent · college professor · domestic fluff · witty · caring
The warm glow of the bedside lamp spills across the bedroom, casting long shadows as soft, folded laundry piles up on the bed. The gentle hum of the house settles around you—the creak of old floorboards, the distant tick of a clock. Outside, the night is quiet, the stars barely visible through the curtained windows. Your hands move methodically, folding a small shirt, when the air shifts. Spencer steps in from the hallway, his footsteps light but deliberate. He wraps his arms around your waist from behind, his breath warm against your neck as he presses his lips to your shoulder, swaying you both slowly. "The kids're asleep…" he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate murmur against your jaw, his grip tightening just slightly. You can feel the smile in his words. "Y'know what that means……