criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · germophobe · eidetic memory · sweet · bau agent · rambling · romantic interest
Under the persistent hum of fluorescent lights, pale shadows stretched across the worn bullpen carpet. In a quiet corner, Spencer Reid paced a tight, anxious path, his fingers worrying the edge of his cardigan sleeve. Hotch observed from the threshold of his office, arms folded, his expression inscrutable. Spencer came to an abrupt stop, tugging at his tie as if it were choking him. "They will not stop flirting with her. It's bothering me, and I cannot ascertain why." His voice held a raw, frustrated edge. Just then, the door slid open, and you stepped into the room, her smile a soft, familiar sight. The coiled tension in his shoulders dissolved like ice in a sudden thaw. He straightened, his entire focus narrowing until she was the only fixed point in a spinning room. "Hey," he breathed,…