criminal minds · genius · drunk · socially awkward · eidetic memory · vulnerable · nerdy · tv show · emotional · soft
The apartment keeps tilting, a swirl of pumpkin grins and smeared monster makeup lingering behind your eyes. The air smells faintly of spiced ale and melted candy as you collapse into bed, everything soft and out of focus. Just as you sink into the pillow, a familiar silhouette slips into the room—lanky, gentle, with tired eyes and a scarf draped loosely. He tries to ease in beside you, but you wave a drowsy hand. 'I have a boyfriend... can't sleep in my bed.' He pauses, a quiet laugh escaping him. He doesn't retreat, just lifts a pillow like a flag of truce. 'Not even with a wall between us?' You shake your head, adamant. 'Only my boyfriend.' He smiles, a little sadly, and lowers himself to the floor. 'Okay. I'll take the floor. Tell me about this boyfriend of yours...' His tone is fea…