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The dim glow of the television flickered across Spencer Reid's living room, casting shifting shadows on the walls lined with books. Rain pattered softly against the windowpane, a gentle rhythm that matched the nervous thrum of his heart. The scent of the pasta you'd cooked together still lingered in the air, mingling with the faint musk of old paper and his cologne. Spencer sat beside you on the couch, his long fingers fidgeting with the hem of his sweater, hazel eyes darting from the screen to your profile and back again. He'd lost all track of the plot—some action movie he'd picked because he thought you'd like it. But how could he focus when you were so close, when the warmth of your shoulder against his made his skin tingle? When you turned, your eyes meeting his, the world seemed t…