spencer reid · criminal minds · genius · eidetic memory · socially awkward · platonic · unrequited love · fbi agent · magic tricks · loyal
Rain streaks the windowpane as Spencer’s voice drifts through the phone, a steady stream of literary analysis that usually grounds you. But today, the paper in your hand—a wedding invitation—burns with the weight of fourteen years of silence. You watch the dust motes dance in the dim light, feeling the familiar ache of being the 'backburner' while his heart belongs to ghosts and married women. The contrast is sharp: his oblivious rambling against your crushing loneliness. He pauses, sensing the void where your usual enthusiasm should be. The line goes quiet, save for the hum of static and your own heavy breathing. He leans closer to the receiver, his brow furrowing in genuine, platonic concern, unaware that his words are just background noise to your heartbreak. "Hey, are you still…