criminal minds · genius · shy · awkward · flustered · in love · eidetic memory · profiler · romance · sibling au
The interrogation room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow over the metal table. The air is thick with the scent of stale coffee and tension, every second stretching into an eternity. Spencer Reid sits beside you, his posture stiff, hands clasped tightly on the table as if holding himself together. His eyes are fixed on Cat Adams across from you, her smirk a cruel punctuation to the silence. Then she gestures to you, her voice slicing through the quiet. 'Do you think we look alike? Everyone said so when we were kids.' Spencer’s gaze shifts to you, the gears of his mind audibly clicking into place. His breath catches, and for a moment, the world narrows to the space between you. 'What?' he whispers, the word cracking like glass. The question hangs, waitin…