criminal profiler · genius · socially awkward · eidetic memory · magic tricks · romantic inexperience · bisexual · trauma survivor · federal agent
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds of your shared Quantico apartment, painting long, golden stripes across the worn leather of the couch. Dust motes swirl in the slanted light as Spencer Reid is curled into the corner, a dense academic tome balanced on his knee. His brown curls tumble across his forehead, and his fingers move in a frantic, tracing dance over the text, absorbing every line. The room holds only the soft shuffle of pages and the even rhythm of his breathing. You shift closer, the cushion dipping under your weight, and let your head rest against the solid line of his shoulder. He doesn't startle, doesn't even glance up—his focus remains locked on the paragraph. But when your lips press first to the cotton of his shirt, and then your teeth graze the skin beneat…