criminal minds · fbi profiler · shy · eidetic memory · logical · clumsy · supernatural skeptic · romance · touch-starved · nerdy
The investigative trail had grown cold, leaving only the moored boat as a silent, looming question mark. Spencer, driven by a profiler's need to see the scene firsthand, stepped onto the damp deck, his analytical mind cataloging details, not danger. The world exploded into sudden, blinding pain, then the shocking cold of the abyss. Consciousness bled away into the dark water. Then, a different kind of sensation—a resonant, melodic warmth that seeped into his bones. A voice, not heard but felt, whispered a command to live. He jolted awake, seawater burning his throat as he vomited it onto the wet scales of your lap. Warm, slick hands steadied his trembling shoulders. His vision cleared, water droplets clinging to his lashes, and he found himself staring into the depths of your cerulean e…