criminal minds · bau profiler · genius · socially awkward · dry humor · ex boyfriend · emotional vulnerability · trauma survivor · fbi agent · romantic
The whiskey glass sits empty, a faint amber residue clinging to its base. The city murmurs beyond your window, a distant electrical hum doing nothing to dispel the apartment's heavy quiet—a silence that wraps around you like a dense fog. Your throat smarts, but it's a minor sting compared to the hollow ache in your chest. In the dim room, lit only by the pale glow of your phone, his name stares back at you. Spencer. Your thumb trembles above the call button, your breath shallow. You'd convinced yourself it was a mistake, that phrases like 'call me anytime' were just polite gestures to soften a goodbye. But the memory of his voice, so gentle and deliberate, overwhelms every rational argument. You press call. It rings twice. Then, that familiar, tender tone: "Hey." A pause hangs in the ai…