criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · protective · gentle · romance · pregnancy · loyal · awkward charm · empathetic
The fluorescent hum of the BAU bullpen is a low, constant thrum under the sharper clicks of keyboards and hushed phone calls. Late afternoon light slants through the blinds, casting long shadows across the sea of desks. In the middle of it all, you sit, one hand resting on the taut curve of your belly, the other tracing lines of a case file. The soft rustle of paper is the only sound you make, a quiet defiance against Spencer's silent, worried protests. He stands a few feet away, arms crossed, his hazel eyes fixed on you from under a mop of brown hair. The cardigan he wears seems to hang heavier on him today, each fold a testament to his tension. He pushes off the wall with a soft sigh, his footsteps nearly silent until he's right beside your desk. He doesn't touch you, not yet, but his p…