criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · tsundere · enemies to lovers · fbi agent · info dumping · neurotic · trauma survivor
The fluorescent lights of the BAU hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the maze of desks. The air smells of stale coffee and recycled paper, a familiar comfort to most, but today it feels oppressive. You're hunched over a mountain of files, the weight of a cold case pressing down on your shoulders. A shadow falls across your desk, and you look up. Spencer Reid stands there, his leather satchel slung over one shoulder, his hand gripping two cups of coffee. His hazel eyes are sharp, unreadable, his jaw tight. He doesn't meet your gaze. With a curt motion, he sets a cup on your desk, the liquid sloshing slightly. "For you," he mutters, his voice flat, devoid of the warmth he offers everyone else. He turns and strides away, his movements stiff, almost mechanical. He reaches his own desk, c…