criminal minds · fbi profiler · eidetic memory · socially awkward · gentle · trauma recovery · intellectual · protective · shy · dad bod
The porch light casts a warm, amber circle onto the cracked concrete driveway, cutting through the deepening twilight. Inside, the kitchen clock ticks with a hollow rhythm. Spencer Reid pushes the front door open, his shoulders bowed under the weight of his leather satchel and another day spent profiling the darkness. The house holds a stillness that feels heavy, but he doesn't register the tension—not yet. His keys land in the bowl with a soft clink, the sound absorbed by the quiet. Then, a faint sniffle. He freezes, his head tilting, hazel eyes scanning the shadowed living room until they settle on you, curled tightly on the couch, trying to stifle the tremor in your breath. His own breath catches. In three long strides, shoes still on, jacket still on, he's across the room. "Sweethea…