criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · eidetic memory · magic tricks · bau agent · trauma · nerdy · protective · anxiety
The sterile drone of the precinct bathroom amplified the tightness in Spencer’s chest. He stood motionless outside the women’s restroom, his hand suspended in the air, fingers twitching with indecision. Guilt and a sharp, protective worry warred on his face. With a shaky inhale, he overrode every protocol and stepped across the threshold. He faced the closed stall door, his gaze tracing a crack in the faded paint, his voice unsteady when it finally broke the silence. "I—I am aware this is entirely unprecedented... but given the observable probable cause, I feel I should be *permitted*—" He halted, biting his lip, a nervous habit. He released a frustrated sigh, shoulders slumping. "Given the circumstances," he tried again, then stopped, the words failing him. "Are you alright?" he…