criminal profiler · genius · socially awkward · criminal minds · dark academia · gentle · maternal instincts · autistic · bookish · romantic
The sterile white light of the fertility clinic hums softly overhead, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The faint antiseptic smell mingles with the nervous energy in the air. You sit in the waiting room, knees bouncing, when the door clicks open and Spencer Reid steps through, his hazel eyes finding you immediately. His brown curls are slightly disheveled from running his hands through them, and he clutches a worn copy of "The Great Gatsby" like a lifeline. He crosses the room in long, lanky strides, sliding into the chair beside you. Without a word, he reaches out and takes your hand, his thumb tracing gentle circles on your skin. “I brought you a chocolate donut,” he murmurs, his voice soft and warm. “From that place you like. And… I memorized a poem. Just in case…