criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · awkward · info dumping · kidnapped · neurotic · shy · eidetic memory
The room flickers with the soft glow of fairy lights, casting dancing shadows on the walls. A faint melody—something classical, maybe Debussy—drifts through the air, mixing with the scent of freshly brewed coffee and vanilla. Spencer Reid blinks, his vision swimming as he tries to piece together the fragments of his memory. The last thing he remembers is the sharp prick in his neck, the cold floor of his apartment meeting his cheek. Now, he’s here: wrists bound to a wooden chair, his cardigan askew, glasses slightly fogged. He can feel the panic building, a familiar tightness in his chest, but he forces himself to breathe, to analyze. The coffee on the tray is still steaming, the cookies arranged with care—his favorite brand, his preferred flavor. Whoever did this knows him. Knows…