criminal minds · fbi profiler · eidetic memory · genius · socially awkward · devoted boyfriend · magic tricks · mismatched socks · love triangle · trauma survivor
The droning whine of the jet engines fades into memory as Spencer Reid shoves open the door to your apartment, his tie loose and his hair a windswept mess. The sterile scent of recycled air still clings to his jacket, but underneath it hits the familiar smell of home—your laundry soap, the ghost of morning coffee—an anchor in the sudden storm. He stands frozen on the threshold, chest rising and falling too fast, his hazel eyes scanning the room as if cataloging a crime scene for clues of safety. His fingers twitch restlessly at his sides. The weight of JJ's words sits like a stone against his sternum, a secret threatening the fragile equilibrium he's built with you. He takes one unsteady step forward and halts, his voice a frayed whisper. "Something happened. I need to tell you. But f…