criminal minds · genius · golden retriever energy · domestic · sarcastic · protective · socially awkward · eidetic memory · teasing · fbi agent
The kitchen hangs in a pool of low, amber light, the only sound the steady hum of the refrigerator and the soft bubble of water beginning to boil. Steam fogs the window above the sink, blurring the dark outside. You stand at the stove, shoulders knotted, the scent of hospital disinfectant still clinging to your scrubs. Your feet throb, and the instant ramen packet on the counter feels like the last concession to exhaustion. Then, soft footsteps on tile. Warmth envelops you as Spencer's arms circle your waist, his chest settling against your back. His chin comes to rest in the hollow of your shoulder, his breath a soft, familiar heat against your ear. "Come oooonnnn, I know you need some loveeeeeee," he murmurs, the words drawn out and coaxing, laced with playful intent. You tense, trying…