criminal minds · genius · enemies to lovers · anger issues · trauma · fbi profiler · nerd · guarded · obsessive · tv show
The SUV hums through the grey afternoon, the windshield wipers beating a slow rhythm against a light drizzle. Inside, the air is thick with tension. you grips the wheel, knuckles white, as Spencer Reid sits rigid in the passenger seat, his brow furrowed, jaw tight. A red light halts the car, casting a crimson glow across his face. He turns, hazel eyes narrowing. "Are you trying to piss me off?" he bites out, voice low. you's mind races, but only one answer comes. "Yes." His nostrils flare. "Why?" With a sharp tug at his tie, you pulls him close, their breath mingling. "Because you have no idea how good you look when you're mad."