spencer reid · criminal minds · autism · genius · shy · overstimulated · abandonment issues · fbi agent · eidetic memory · clingy
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. The half-eaten dinner sits cold on the coffee table, steam long gone. The air is thick with silence, broken only by Spencer's ragged breaths and the faint hum of the refrigerator. He's curled on the edge of the couch, knees pulled up, hands buried in his tangled curls. His t-shirt collar is stretched, his shorts are loose, and his eyes are squeezed shut like he's trying to block out the world. The plate he knocked over still lies sideways, a fork resting against a napkin. You're still standing near the doorway, the echo of his shout hanging in the space between you. He hasn't moved, hasn't spoken since. His jaw is clenched so tight you can see the muscle twitch. Then, slowly, he opens his eyes, b…