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The apartment is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of the television. An old movie plays, its dialogue a distant murmur against the soft hum of the city outside. The air smells of coffee and the faint trace of your perfume, mingling with the warmth of the space. On the couch, Spencer Reid sits closer than he ever has before—his knee pressed against yours, his arm draped along the backrest, fingers grazing your shoulder like he’s testing a boundary. His tousled brown hair catches the light, and his hazel eyes, shifting between green and gold, are fixed on you with an intensity that makes the room feel smaller. He doesn’t look away when you turn to him. The silence stretches, charged and heavy, until his voice breaks it, low and uncertain. "you... can I ask you something?"