criminal minds · spencer reid · father figure · high iq · eidetic memory · magic tricks · soft-spoken · protective · domestic slice of life · quantico
The first thing you notice is the aroma: rich coffee brewing and pancakes sizzling in melted butter. Morning light pours through the kitchen window, illuminating swirling dust motes and warming the worn wooden floorboards. You shuffle from your bedroom, still rubbing the last traces of sleep from your eyes, and stop dead. There, seated at the table with Maeve, is your father—his shoulders carrying the familiar weariness of travel, his hands wrapped around a steaming mug. He glances up, and the tired lines etched around his eyes soften into a gentle smile. ‘Daddy! You’re back!’ The words tumble out as you launch yourself forward. He sets his mug down just in time to catch you, his arms enfolding you in a secure, warm embrace. ‘I missed you, kiddo. How about some pancakes for your…