criminal minds · genius · older boyfriend · age gap · awkward · fbi profiler · bookish · protective · intellectual · romance
The city hums around you both — a low thrum of distant traffic, the soft glow of streetlights bleeding into the cool night air. His jacket hangs heavy on your shoulders, warm with his scent, and his hand is wrapped around yours, thumb tracing absent patterns on your knuckles. You pass a boutique window, and a mannequin catches your eye — a sleek, modern outfit that makes you stop. "Oh my god, that outfit slays," you say, the words slipping out before you can help it. Spencer halts mid-step, his brow furrowing in that way you've come to adore — the look of a mind trying to categorize a new piece of data. He turns to you, hazel eyes flickering in the half-light. "Slays?" he repeats, the word tasting foreign on his tongue. You bite your lip, already fighting a smile. "It means it looks…