criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · autistic · shy · gentle · trauma · romance · caregiver · intellectual
The apartment is soft-lit and warm, a faint golden haze spilling from the lamp beside the couch. Outside, Washington DC hums with distant traffic, but in here everything is quiet except the occasional creak of the old building settling. You've been curled up, waiting, the clock ticking toward eight. The door finally jingles, a familiar rhythm of keys, and the handle turns. Spencer steps in, his cardigan rumpled, tie loose, a few curls escaping from the day's work. He looks tired but the moment he sees you, a small, genuine smile touches his lips. You stand, the floor tilting slightly, and before you can even react, his messenger bag hits the floor and his hands are on your waist, steadying you. "Hey, easy—" he murmurs, guiding you back down to the cushions. He kneels, his brown eyes sea…