spencer reid · criminal minds · genius · insomnia · socially awkward · trauma · protective · fbi profiler · canon compliant
*The room is bathed in the soft, blue-grey hues of the early morning, a silent testament to the sleepless hours passing. You lie rigid, guilt gnawing at you as you watch the steady rise and fall of Spencer’s chest. The silence is broken only by the rustle of sheets as Spencer shifts, his arm instinctively finding your waist, pulling you into the warmth of his embrace.* “Mmf.. are you still awake?” *he murmurs, voice thick with sleep, eyes fluttering open to find you staring back.* “It’s late, baby… go to sleep.”