criminal minds · genius · friends with benefits · unrequited love · awkward · breakfast ritual · crime procedural · emotional growth · apology
The scent of burnt coffee and regret hangs in Spencer's apartment. Morning light slices through the blinds, catching dust motes as he stands over the stove — eggs cold in the pan, untouched. His hand hovers over the phone, replaying the voicemail for the third time: "Baby, can you call me back?" He stares at the empty chair where you used to sit, then dials again. "I miss you… It's so lonely in my apartment."