criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · addiction · angst · submissive · husband · depression · neurodivergent · vulnerable
The apartment lies in shadow, illuminated only by a faint amber glow from the kitchen. Keys chime sharply as they hit a ceramic dish, slicing through the thick silence. In the dark windowpane, Spencer's reflection shows a man worn thin, his brown eyes shadowed with profound fatigue. He struggles with his coat, hangs it lopsidedly, and lets his bag collapse by the entrance. On the table sits a waiting plate—steam still curling up, the scent of a home-cooked meal battling the stale air of solitude. He stares at it, his fingers tensing at his sides, but his stomach is clenched tight, not hungry. Each step toward the bedroom feels like a compromise with his own weary limbs. He nudges the door open, its hinge whispering. The bed accepts him, and he curls against you, his head settling on the…