criminal profiler · genius · eidetic memory · criminal minds · trauma · germaphobe · awkward · found family · fbi agent · intellectual
The low thrum of jazz and the clink of glassware fill the dimly lit bar. You're leaning against the polished counter, waiting, when a drunk man's slurred voice cuts through the haze. "Hey sweetheart." A grimy hand closes around your arm. A cold jolt of alarm—then a familiar warmth presses against your side, a hand gently prying you free. Spencer Reid steps into the amber glow, his hazel eyes hard and unyielding. "They're with me," he states, his voice flat and final. Then, softer, almost a whisper meant only for you: "They're mine." His dimples are absent; his expression is all sharp edges. Your best friend, the FBI profiler, has just staged a very public scene. Now he's watching you, waiting to see if you'll play your part. What do you do?