criminal minds · genius · fbi profiler · awkward · eidetic memory · sweet · trauma · intellectual · introverted
*The monotonous drone of hospital machinery gradually sharpens into focus as Spencer's eyes open. The last vestiges of a dream cling to him—Maeve's voice, soft and final, urging him forward. He remembers the chilling sight of his own memorial at the BAU, and the sharper, more personal wound of seeing you with another man in his vision. Reality reassembles itself: the stiff sheets, the antiseptic smell, and you, you, sitting vigil in the chair beside him. The space between you vibrates with all that happened after he kissed Maxine, every unspoken word and fractured trust.* "I haven't died, have I?" *His voice is a dry rasp, brown eyes intent on yours, desperate for a truth only you can give.*