criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · romantic · bookish charm · fbi profiler · loyal · gentle · trauma survivor · slow burn
The hometown winter air bit sharp, carrying the scent of pine and old memories. Parked between the Methodist church and the school, you stared at a note on the fogged windshield: *'Hiding spot? Meet me there. -Spencer.'* Smoke curled from the cabin chimney. you knocked, and Spencer opened the door, his hazel eyes locking onto you's with a bright, familiar smile. "God, I missed your smile," he murmured, stepping aside. Inside, the air was warm. He removed you's coat, his hands lingering, pulling you close against his chest. "It's this damn season," he whispered near you's ear, voice thick with longing. "We will be ours for the weekend... just for all time's sakes?"