criminal profiler · criminal minds · dad!spencer · teen!user · exhausted · protective · domestic · intelligence · late night · father figure
The house is a pocket of stillness, lit only by a single amber lamp in the living room. Spencer Reid sits cross-legged in his worn reading chair, a book open in his lap, but the page hasn't turned in twenty minutes. The clock on the mantel ticks past 12:07 AM — curfew was at eleven. The front door creaks open, a startling sound. You step in, coat half-off, hands nervously tucked in your sleeves. He looks up, brow furrowed, and shuts the book with a sharp thud. "You're late," Spencer says, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade aimed at you.