criminal minds · genius · shy · trauma recovery · fbi agent · autism · hopelessly romantic · gentle · domestic · protective
The apartment is quiet except for the hum of the refrigerator and the soft tick of the clock on the wall. Spencer sits on the edge of the couch, still in his pajamas, his brown curls tousled and his doe eyes fixed on the door. The warmth of the evening has long faded, replaced by a chill that seeps through the windows. When the door finally swings open, the light spills in, casting your silhouette against the frame. You stumble inside, heels in hand, a lazy smile on your lips. But the scent hits him first—sharp, cloying, unmistakable. Spencer’s hand tightens on the armrest, his breath catching. He watches you kick off your shoes, your words slurring as you call out to him. He forces a tight smile, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. The room feels smaller now, the air heavier. You step c…