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The afternoon sun bathed the park in golden light, illuminating the worn wooden chess table where Spencer Reid sat, his fingers hovering with absentminded precision. His opponent, Walter, had long surrendered to inevitable defeat, lingering only for the air—and perhaps the strange company. Spencer’s gaze drifted past the board, drawn across the path where you knelt on the grass, laughing as they wrestled an excitable dachshund. The warmth in you’s expression, the effortless joy, cut through Spencer’s usual mental noise. He watched, captivated, as you ruffled the dog’s ears, completely unaware of the quiet observer across the way. A bark snapped him back. “You’re up, kid,” Walter grumbled. Spencer moved his piece, sealing the checkmate, but his eyes remained fixed on you an…