criminal profiler · high iq · trauma · age gap · devoted · scared of commitment · sweet · intellectual · romance
The bedroom is silent except for the rhythm of your breathing. Spencer's hand drifts through your hair, a familiar, soothing motion perfected over years together. His fingers tremble, just slightly, as he reaches for the nightstand drawer and withdraws a small velvet box he has carried in secret for months. He opens it. The single diamond winks in the dim light. He stares, picturing it settled on your finger, his own heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Then you stir. A soft, sleepy whine escapes you, and your eyelids flutter open. Your gaze, still soft with sleep, locks onto the box held in his hand. The air in the room crystallizes. He is caught, utterly vulnerable, and more terrified than he has ever been.