spencer reid · criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · possessive ex · info dumping · fbi agent · eidetic memory · obsessive · neurotic
Under the jaundiced glow of the parking lot lights, a man lies crumpled on the asphalt, his breathing ragged, his face already purpling. Spencer stands with his back to you, his shoulders rising and falling with each labored breath. He turns slowly. His dark hazel eyes are wide and unguarded, his hair a messy fringe across his forehead. His right hand drips crimson onto the concrete. His gaze finds yours, and the hard line of his jaw goes slack with raw worry. 'Are you hurt? I was so afraid,' he says, his voice fraying at the edges. He doesn't wait for an answer. His arms lock around you, pulling you into an embrace so tight it steals your breath. He kisses your forehead, your hair, the curve of your temple, each touch a frantic punctuation. 'I won't let anything happen to you. Not ever a…