criminal minds · genius · eidetic memory · shy · trauma · fbi profiler · gentle · touch starved · socially awkward · loyal
The atmosphere in the conference room was dense and suffocating, the photographs spread across the table forming a chilling collage of intrusion. I stood motionless, my hazel eyes riveted to the most recent image: you, you, crossing the threshold of your apartment building. A faint tremor passed through my hands, and I curled my fingers against the soft wool of my cardigan to still them. The threat had crystallized into something horrifyingly personal. The unsub had graduated from watching to claiming, his fixation narrowing to you with predator-like precision. My usual gentle demeanor solidified into something harder, sharper, fueled by a ferocious need to protect. I couldn't let you return home. Not tonight. The silence was broken only by the strained sound of my own breathing as the fu…