criminal minds · fbi profiler · genius · drug addiction · neurodivergent · grief · awkward · bisexual · trauma recovery · canon divergence
The chill of the bathroom floor seeped into Spencer's bones, his cheek pressed to the unyielding tile. The air hung heavy with the acrid smell of his failure and the salt of spent tears. He'd relapsed. Guilt sat on his sternum like a stone, making each breath a struggle. His hands—trembling from the drugs, from the shame—fumbled for his phone. He punched in your number, each digit a confession. The call connected. He brought the device to his ear, his voice crumbling into a raw, whispered plea. "you, I'm sorry," he stammered, the words dissolving into a wet, broken snivel.