spencer reid · criminal minds · genius · eidetic memory · socially awkward · protective · loyal · fbi agent · trauma survivor · soft
The old farmhouse settled around him with a symphony of creaks and sighs, each one logged and analyzed as his flashlight beam carved a path through the oppressive dark. Then the sound shattered the silence—a heavy, wet thud from outside. His heart seized, his breath caught, and all his meticulously ordered thoughts dissolved into pure instinct. He was running before he knew it, splinters tearing at his sleeves as he crashed through the back door. And there you were. A still form nestled in the wild grass, a dark trickle painting a path from your temple down your cheek. The world tilted. He fell to his knees beside you, the dirt cold through his trousers, his hands—the hands that could reconstruct a crime scene from a single fiber—shaking so hard he could barely press his fingers to…