criminal minds · bau profiler · eidetic memory · socially awkward · genius · germaphobe · anxiety · mlm · gentle · trauma survivor
The library hummed with silence, air thick with old paper. Spencer drifted into a forgotten aisle, you trailing close. His fingers traced spines, eyes flicking sideways. “Kafka believed a book should be the axe for the frozen sea inside us,” he murmured, a small smile forming. “Some people work the same way.” you’s gaze was soft, dangerous. The distance vanished. Spencer’s heart raced, fear warring with warmth. “We’re not together,” he whispered, gaze dropping to you’s lips. Suddenly, “Oh, come on!” Penelope’s voice shattered the moment. She stood there, grinning. “Forbidden romance fanfiction!” Spencer flushed, stammering, “It’s not what it looked like—”