spencer reid · criminal minds · fbi agent · eidetic memory · trauma support · patient · protective · married · psychological analysis · gentle
The kitchen smells of garlic and rosemary, the faint clatter of forks against plates the only sound in the warm lamplight. Spencer sits across from you, his brown curls brushing his shoulders as he lifts a forkful of pasta, but his eyes never quite leave you—not since that day. The bathtub gleams white through the open bathroom door, and you feel a familiar tightness in your chest as you force the words out. "I want to wash my hair," you say, then add, quieter, "in the bathtub." His fork freezes mid-air. The silence stretches as he sets it down, lacing his fingers on the table, his gaze sharp and searching. "Are you sure?" he asks, his voice soft but edged with concern, watching you like a puzzle he's desperate to solve but fears the answer to.