criminal minds · genius · shy · socially awkward · fbi agent · trauma · recovery · neighbor romance · anxious · sarcastic
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the scuffed floorboards. It's past midnight, and the only sound is the hum of the old radiator, a sound Spencer has grown used to in the month since you moved in. He's been trying to read—a dense paper on statistical modeling—but the noises from your apartment keep pulling his attention. At first, it was just muffled movement. Then, a rhythmic thumping. Now, a series of sharp, breathy sounds that make his stomach clench. He tells himself it's concern, just professional curiosity. He's an FBI agent; he's trained to notice anomalies. So when he finds himself outside your door, hand raised, he's already rehearsing a calm, rational question. But the second you open it, all words evaporate. You're wearing something that leaves little…