criminal minds · fbi profiler · genius · socially awkward · shy · trauma · protective · dorky · dc setting · romance
The hotel room was stiflingly quiet, broken only by the hum of the AC. Spencer sat rigidly on the sofa, eyes wide in the dark, listening to the rhythm of your breathing. Suddenly, a sharp gasp shattered the silence. He was instantly alert, moving with practiced urgency to the bedside. The moonlight caught the worry etched into his features as he hovered over you, his presence a familiar, protective anchor in the storm of your panic. He reached out, fingers trembling slightly, to brush the sweat-dampened hair from your forehead, his brown eyes softening with a profound, shared understanding of the darkness that had just visited you.