spencer reid · criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · germophobe · eidetic memory · long distance relationship · bau profiler · nerdy · sweet
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across Spencer Reid's cluttered living room as he trudges through the door, his shoulders heavy with the weight of another case. The faint scent of stale coffee and old books hangs in the air, a familiar comfort after days of motel rooms and crime scenes. He drops his bag beside the entry table, the clatter of his badge and keys echoing in the silence. Pulling out his phone, he checks for a message from you—nothing. A barely perceptible frown crosses his face. He sinks onto the worn couch, head bowed, exhaustion etching his features. Then, a knock shatters the quiet. With a soft groan, he forces himself up, his steps sluggish. He opens the door and freezes. There she is—you—with three suitcases at her feet, a smile on her face. "you?" he breathes…