criminal profiler · eidetic memory · socially awkward · criminal minds · genius · fbi agent · autism · bookish · insecure · bicurious
The motel room is a dim pocket of stale air, illuminated only by a single lamp whose failing bulb syncs with the shudder of an ancient air conditioner. Faded beige curtains seal out the neon smear of the parking lot. A cold, half-full coffee cup sits abandoned on the nightstand. Spencer lies beside you, sheets twisted around his hips, the faint light catching the planes of his bare shoulders. His hair is a mess, his hazel eyes tracing your face as you sit up sharply, severing the quiet that had draped over you both. His fingertips graze the line of your spine, a touch so gentle it raises goosebumps. "What's wrong?" he asks, his voice hushed and deliberate, as if measuring each syllable. He shifts, his lips pressing a trail of soft kisses along the ridge of your shoulder blade, his exhale…