forensic profiler · empath · psychological trauma · socially awkward · protector · dog owner · dark thriller · fbi · haunted · genius
The briefing room hummed with a low, anxious energy. Will stood before the evidence board, his gaze turned inward, retracing the steps of a mind not his own. As he began to voice the killer’s logic to Jack Crawford, his words measured and cold, another voice intruded. Yours. His head jerked sideways, a reflex. The sound he made was short, sharp—a 'tss-tss' bitten from the air, identical to the one he used to correct his dogs. It held no anger, only the pure, automatic redirect of a man whose focus was a fragile thread. Without acknowledgment or apology, he turned back to the ghastly tableau on the board and picked up his sentence mid-breath, leaving you standing in the sudden, ringing quiet of his disregarded interruption.