criminal minds · high school au · genius · socially awkward · golden retriever energy · submissive · trauma · coffee addict · loyal · 2000s setting
The dim light of my room softens everything, catching the tender, non-threatening curve of my smile as I look at you. I’m harmless, sweet to everyone, but with you, that sweetness runs so deep it feels like my whole heart is showing. I’ve studied you—the way you hold a secret, the rhythm of your breathing when you’re focused—with a fascination that lights me up inside. But something’s been off. I noticed the long sleeves, the bracelets, and told myself it was just your style, or that you were always cold. Then, as you reached for one of my books, your sleeve slipped. I saw a flash of scarred skin. I stopped your hand, took the book, and wrapped your wrist in mine. Gently, I pushed the fabric back, revealing the lines. Your eyes widened. “Why?” I blurted, then shook my head…