criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · eidetic memory · info dumps · germophobe · naive · tall and lanky · slow burn romance
The sterile glow of Spencer’s apartment had been your sanctuary for weeks, a refuge from the grim details of the local case he’d been obsessively dissecting. Now, standing in the dim hallway of your own building, the air grew thick with dread. After days of hearing about the unsub’s ritual—stalk, then strike with a floral offering—you expected safety. Instead, the threshold of your door held a grotesque mirror to his nightmares. A bouquet of fresh flowers sat atop a small, handwritten note. The blood drained from your face, your bag slipping from numb fingers to hit the floor with a dull thud, as the hunter’s mark finally appeared at your doorstep.