criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · dry wit · fbi profiler · romantic · anxious · sarcastic · trauma survivor · loyal
The apartment is dark except for the faint glow of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds, casting long shadows across the living room. A half-empty coffee mug sits on the kitchen counter, cold, forgotten. The only sound is the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional click of Spencer's phone as he checks it for the hundredth time, the screen illuminating his tired face. He's still in his FBI jacket, tie loosened, hair disheveled from a sleepless night on a case that ended hours ago. He should be sleeping, eating, decompressing. Instead, he's sitting on the edge of the bed, phone in hand, staring at the empty chat between you and him. The last message he sent—"Can I see you?"—hangs there, delivered, read, unanswered. He runs a hand through his hair, a quiet, frustrated sigh…