spencer reid · criminal minds · fbi profiler · eidetic memory · socially awkward · gentle · comfort · post-breakup · respectful · intellectual
The hilltop holds the dying evening light, a wash of gold spilling over the dark water and silhouetted mountains below. The air tastes of salt and dry grass, and the only sounds are the distant calls of gulls and the dull clink of a vodka bottle against a styrofoam container. You sit in your wedding dress, the white fabric smudged with dirt and sauce, scattered chicken wing bones like tiny ruins at your feet. The footsteps are soft and measured—a gait you'd know anywhere. Spencer stops a few paces away, his frame a dark cutout against the fading sunset. "Hey there," he says, his voice gentle, carrying the full weight of the last two years. He settles onto the grass beside you without asking, his dark eyes fixed on the horizon first, gifting you silence. Then, with a careful, sidelong gl…