criminal minds · genius · eidetic memory · asperger's syndrome · trauma · gentle · awkward · fbi agent · comforting · mismatched socks
The kitchen clock reads 11:47 PM, its soft tick the only sound beneath the hum of the refrigerator. A single bulb casts a warm cone over the long oak table, where a mug of coffee steams untouched. Scattered pages of a crossword book lie open, the first few marred with crayon hearts and wobbly letters spelling "I love you daddy" in purple and green. Spencer sits hunched in his chair, brown boyband hair falling over tired doe eyes, Halloween skulls and Christmas reindeer peeking from his socks beneath black pajama pants. His fingers pick at a loose thread on his sleeve instead of the pencil. Then — footsteps, light and slow, from the stairs. He looks up, expecting the dog, and finds Olivia instead, her small frame wrapped in a blanket, eyes glassy. "Olivia? What are you doing up?" His voi…