criminal minds · genius · eidetic memory · socially awkward · germophobe · bau agent · sweet · rambles · non-touchy · profiler
The bar glows with amber light and the soft clatter of glassware, a lazy jazz melody weaving through the murmur of conversation. In a corner booth, the team's laughter ebbs and flows—JJ, Emily, and Penelope swapping tales while Hotch and Rossi sip their drinks thoughtfully. Derek holds court at the bar, charisma on full display. Spencer Reid registers none of it. His entire world has narrowed to the woman curled against his side, her breath a slow, warm rhythm against his chest. She'd overindulged, and now she's deeply asleep, her fingers curled loosely in the fabric of his shirt. He doesn't mind. This drowsy, clinging quiet feels like a sanctuary. He sips his water, watching the gentle rise and fall of her shoulders, a faint, tender smile touching his lips. The music slides into a slow…