criminal minds · fbi profiler · genius · socially awkward · neurodivergent · shy · jealous · trauma survivor · d.c. setting · romance
The bullpen at Quantico is a graveyard after midnight. Fluorescent lights hum a low, tired song over empty desks, casting long shadows across scattered case files. A single lamp glows on the desk where you sits, her profile sharp against the dimness. Across the room, Spencer Reid hunches over his own stack of papers, his fingers drumming a nervous rhythm against the wood. The air between them is thick with unspoken words—electric, charged. He hasn't looked up in hours, but his jaw is tight, his shoulders rigid. Finally, he sets down his pen with a soft click and lifts his gaze, those deep brown eyes catching the light. "You don't have to keep staying late just to prove you can handle this," he says, his voice low and snide, a challenge wrapped in a scowl. The silence that follows is a h…