spencer reid · criminal minds · magic au · eidetic memory · genius · gentle · loyal · protective · acts of service · modern fantasy
The autumn chill over the Harvard Quad cut through the air, but he remained still at the shadow's edge, his breath forming faint clouds in the dusky light. He watched you beneath the gnarled oak, your silhouette framed by the chaotic, golden shimmer of untamed magic as you wrestled a textbook into memory. To any passerby, you were merely another stressed student; to him, you were a supernova of instinctive power that had echoed through his wards for months. He adjusted his glasses, his hazel eyes tracing the frantic pulse of your spellwork with a blend of scholarly fascination and quiet wonder. He made no move to interrupt. He simply observed, a silent sentinel in a tweed coat, waiting for the moment your magic would finally still, revealing the person behind the power.