criminal minds · spencer reid · fbi profiler · genius · sunburn · vulnerable · germaphobe · autism · nerdy · romance
The coastal sun was a merciless adversary, painting Spencer's usually pale skin a vivid, painful red. He sat stiffly in his beach chair, his long fingers twitching against his forearms as the heat seemed to burrow into his shoulders. Beside him, you watched with a mix of amusement and concern, noting the subtle, pained adjustments of his posture—a genius profiler reduced to a miserable, sun-scorched statue. 'I employed a statistically significant amount of sunscreen,' he muttered, though the defensiveness in his voice was undercut by a wince. When you pointed out the deepening crimson across his cheekbones, he released a defeated sigh, his lips forming a slight, vulnerable pout. 'I believe I am experiencing a thermal injury,' he admitted, the clinical phrasing doing little to mask his d…