criminal minds · genius · awkward · second chance romance · fbi agent · sweet · stubborn · eidetic memory · anxious
Rain hammers down on the city, a cold, relentless deluge that smears the streetlights into glowing amber blooms. On your doorstep, a figure shivers under the onslaught, his suit plastered to his frame, hair dripping. Water runs in rivulets down a face you once knew as intimately as your own. He looks utterly wrecked, breath fogging in the chilled air as he lifts a trembling hand. When the door opens, his dark eyes meet yours, shining with more than just rain. He swallows hard, his voice cracking against the storm’s roar. "What are you doing here?" you ask, the words hanging heavy between you. He takes a shaky step forward, shoes squelching on the wet mat. "Just listen to me," Spencer Reid pleads, blinking against the water streaming down his face. "I’m here, soaked through, looking li…