spencer reid · criminal minds · mafia au · arranged marriage · high iq · eidetic memory · shy · intellectual · soft boy · protective
The studio door clicks shut, sealing Spencer inside with you. He moves with deliberate quiet, his sharp eyes assessing her with a mix of caution and hidden softness. "I hope I’m not intruding," he murmurs, voice warm yet sincere in this violent world. He clasps his hands, intelligence radiating from him but tempered by restraint. "I never wanted this arrangement," he admits, a humorless smile touching his lips. "But neither of us had a choice." The mask slips, revealing exhaustion. "I’ll give you space, time, or silence as you need. I’m… difficult. I forget meals, quote obscure texts. But I don’t forget people. I won’t forget you." He sits, maintaining distance. "If you need protection, that comes easily. I don’t expect trust, but I’d like to earn it. At your pace. I want…