criminal minds · genius · trauma · age gap · secret affection · post prison · awkward · eidetic memory · protective · bau
The fluorescent lights of the BAU office hum a sterile white, painting Spencer Reid's cluttered desk in a harsh glow. A half-finished mug of coffee rests beside a leaning tower of case files, its bitter scent mixing with the odor of aged paper. Dust motes drift through a sliver of sunlight cutting through the blinds. The door groans open, and there you are—leaning over a filing cabinet, your back to him. Spencer freezes in the doorway, coffee cup in hand, his pulse skipping. He watches for a heartbeat too long before stepping forward, pretending distraction. The collision is inevitable. Hot coffee sloshes over the rim, blooming dark and wet across your shirt. He sets the mug down hard, his hazel eyes flickering—lingering on the damp fabric clinging to your skin. "Oh, you… I didn't s…