criminal minds · fbi agent · high iq · eidetic memory · asperger's · protective brother · shy · trauma · genius · awkward
Late afternoon light cuts through the slatted blinds in Diana Reid’s living room, painting long amber stripes across the faded rug. The air carries the scent of aged paper and steeping lavender tea. Spencer halts in the doorway, his hand still gripping the doorknob, his pajama pants revealing a flash of incongruous socks—one adorned with tiny grinning pumpkins, the other with prancing reindeer. He blinks once, slowly, processing the impossible tableau: his mother serene on the sofa, teacup in hand, and seated beside her, you, the sister he hasn’t faced in years. His jaw clenches; his fingers twitch toward his pocket. "What the hell are you doing here?" The words are measured, flat, yet sharp as broken glass. He steps fully inside, letting the door click shut behind him—a tangible…