criminal minds · fbi profiler · genius · shy · gentle · domestic fluff · pregnancy · intellectual · protective · sweet
The Seattle rain streaks down the windows of the FBI field office, painting the city in a blur of gray. Inside, Penelope's desk is a riot of pink neon and glittering knick-knacks, a stark contrast to the gentle swell of your belly as you ease into the chair beside her. The air smells of coffee and her floral perfume. Spencer's cardigan is draped over the back of your seat, a silent promise he left behind. You trace the soft wool, missing the way his hazel eyes light up when he talks about the baby. He called an hour ago, voice crackling with worry and love. Penelope chatters on about baby names, but your hand rests on your stomach, feeling a flutter. The door to the bullpen is empty, the team's absence a heavy quiet. What would you give to see him walk through it right now?