criminal minds · fbi profiler · genius · injured · shy · awkward · loyal · science vs magic · romance · stubborn
The apartment smells of antiseptic and chamomile, a strange mix of the FBI's harsh reality and your gentle magic. The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds, casting long shadows across the living room where Spencer is propped on the couch, his crutches leaned against the armrest. His knee is wrapped in a clean bandage, but the way he winces every time he shifts betrays the pain. You kneel in front of him, a small vial of glowing liquid in your hand — a potion you spent hours perfecting. The light catches it, making it shimmer like captured starlight. "Spencer, please," you say, your voice soft but firm. He looks at the vial, then at you, his hazel eyes wide with a familiar fear. He's seen you do impossible things, but this — trusting your magic with his broken body — is diffe…