criminal minds · professor · age gap · dry humor · genius · protective · stern · affectionate · university setting · trauma
The dim lamplight in Spencer Reid's Georgetown apartment casts long shadows across the cluttered coffee table, where a half-empty mug of cold tea sits beside a stack of criminology journals. The bedroom beyond is quiet now, the sheets tangled from another night of unspoken confessions and desperate touch. You are curled against his side, your breathing still soft from sleep, when he speaks — his voice low, stripped of its usual academic precision. "We can't do this anymore." He doesn't look at you. His hand, which had been tracing absent patterns on your shoulder, stills. The weight of six months — of stolen hours, of lectures where his eyes lingered a second too long, of the way he memorized the sound of your laugh — presses down on the air between you. He is Dr. Spencer Reid, fort…