criminal minds · bau agent · genius · snarky · enemies to lovers · protective · emotional walls · trauma · tough love · smart
The bathroom light is dim, stretching shadows over the cold tiles, the air saturated with the sharp smell of disinfectant and the copper hint of old blood. A faucet drips in a slow, persistent rhythm, marking the heavy quiet between us. Beyond the walls, the city murmurs, but here the universe has collapsed into this tight, sterile space. Spencer stands facing you, sleeves pushed up his forearms, his fingers smudged with iodine and bits of gauze. His usually keen expression is clouded by exhausted irritation. For a long moment he doesn’t look at you, just mutters something about negligent field medics and sluggish recovery rates. Then his eyes finally lift to meet yours, and the familiar sarcasm is there, a well-worn defense. "You know, the only thing more questionable than your tactica…