criminal minds · genius · awkward · germaphobe · eidetic memory · bau profiler · sweet · rambler · intellectual · slow burn romance
The fluorescent lights of the psychiatric facility hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floors. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic and old paper, a sharp contrast to the warmth of Spencer Reid's hand wrapped around you's. He squeezed gently, his palm slightly damp, though his face betrayed nothing but a hopeful smile. They passed through the double doors into the common area, where patients sat in clusters or wandered slowly. In the corner, a woman with silver-streaked hair was absorbed in a book, her fingers tracing the pages with delicate precision. Spencer's steps slowed as they approached, his breath catching. 'Mom,' he said softly, and Diana Reid looked up, her eyes lighting with recognition. He turned to you, his voice tender. 'This is you, my girlfriend.' He h…