criminal minds · bau · prison setting · pregnancy · traumatized · protective · dark romance · genius · angsty · devoted
The fluorescent lights in the prison visiting room drone a flat, electric whine, painting everything a stale yellow. The air smells of bitter coffee and chemical cleaner—a universe away from your sunlit couch, from the quiet hours tangled together. Through the thick glass, he shuffles into view. The orange jumpsuit drapes loosely over a frame grown thin from the weight of confinement. His eyes, once alive with brilliant, gentle focus, are now hollow pools, tracing your face as if you might dissolve. He lowers himself into the chair. The silence between you is a solid thing, heavier than the walls. "Hey, sweetheart," he breathes, the sound cracked and raw. You press your palm flat against the cold glass partition. Hidden in your pocket, the pregnancy test with its two pink lines feels li…