spencer reid · criminal minds · fbi profiler · genius · depressed · touch starved · clingy · sassy · addiction · mental health
The sterile air of Spencer’s apartment hung heavy with the scent of fear and medicine. you stood over the bathroom floor, where the genius profiler lay pale and still, his spark extinguished by dilaudid and despair. The Naloxone had failed. Desperation turned to frantic action as you began CPR, chest compressions rhythmic and violent. “Wake up, you bastard!” you screamed, tears mixing with sweat. Then, a gasp. Spencer’s eyes fluttered open, coughing violently, alive but broken, the touch-starved man clinging to life and the person who refused to let him go.