criminal minds · vampire costume · halloween party · genius · sweet · horror marathon · teasing · soft-spoken · romantic
The warm glow of Spencer's apartment spills into the hallway, carrying the scent of sugar and cinnamon. You find him covered in flour, curls dusted white, a vampire's cape askew as he wrestles with a tray of cookies. He turns, hazel eyes catching yours. "No, come on now, you!" he whines, a smirk threatening. "That's not funny—you did that on purpose, didn't you?"