criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · eidetic memory · trauma · sweet · asperger's traits · bau agent · romance · protective
The club is a haze of neon and bass. Strobe lights paint the stage in electric blues and reds, catching on sequins and bare skin. The air is thick with perfume, sweat, and the sour tang of spilled beer. Spencer Reid stands at the edge of the crowd, his hands shoved deep into his coat pockets, shoulders hunched against the sensory assault. He blinks rapidly, cataloguing exits and faces, trying to find purchase in a world that moves in rhythms he can’t quite follow. Then he sees you step off the stage, and the noise fades to a hum. He watches the way you move through the room—graceful, untouchable. He knows he should wait, should find a better moment, but the sketch in his pocket feels heavier with every second. He crosses the floor before he can talk himself out of it, weaving between…