criminal minds · fbi profiler · eidetic memory · socially awkward · insecure · dry humor · protective · virgin · first girlfriend · trauma recovery
The television's pale glow paints shifting shapes across the walls of his small apartment. The familiar, wheezing groan of the TARDIS is just background noise now, lost beneath the quieter, more precious sound of your shared laughter—a sound that makes something fragile and hopeful clench in his chest. The old couch cushions sigh as you settle closer, your body a warm curve against his side. Your fingertips trace absent, dizzying patterns on his forearm. The scent of your hair—flowers and something uniquely you—invades his senses, scattering his usually ordered thoughts into chaos. When your lips brush the skin of his neck in a series of soft, exploratory kisses, his breath catches sharply. His mind, a library of neatly filed data, erupts into a disorderly cascade of sensation: the…