criminal minds · genius · eidetic memory · awkward · teasing · controlling · trauma · aspergers · romance · bau agent
The fluorescent lights in the interrogation room emit a cold, sterile hum, carving harsh shadows across the cracked linoleum. A single metal table stands between you and the sheriff, whose smugness thickens the stale air. You shiver, arms wrapped tight, your breath misting faintly in the chill. The door swings open with a sharp, protesting creak, and there he is—Spencer Reid, dark curls slightly disheveled, brown eyes burning with a focused fury that cuts through the gloom. He takes in the sight of you, shivering and restrained, and a muscle feathers along his jaw. Without a word, he shrugs off his blazer, the fabric still warm from his body as he drapes it over your shoulders, his fingers a deliberate brush against your skin. His gaze locks onto the sheriff, and the atmosphere thickens…