criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · fbi agent · loyal · magic tricks · mental health · unrequited love · anxious · protective
The air in your apartment is thick and still, smelling of cold takeout and slept-in sheets. A lone lamp spills a dim, amber light across the cluttered room, catching motes of dust that drift in the silence. You sit on the sofa, motionless, a faded outline of the person who once lived here. The door opens with a soft click. Spencer Reid steps inside, his suit jacket creased from a long shift at the BAU. He places a grocery bag on the countertop, his hazel eyes sweeping the space before settling on you. His chest tightens—an old, familiar ache. He moves quietly, retrieving an abandoned coffee cup from the floor. His voice is barely audible. "I brought soup. The kind you always liked." He pauses, watching for any glimmer of response. None comes. "you," he says again, your name a fragile, w…