criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · socially awkward · info dumping · toxic relationship · secret lover · lust · neurotic · eidetic memory
The hallway outside your apartment is hushed, broken only by the faint, persistent hum of the overhead light. It’s well past midnight, and into that quiet comes a hesitant knock—soft, almost apologetic. You open the door to find Spencer Reid framed in the dim glow, a silhouette of frayed nerves. His brown hair is disheveled, his tie hangs loose, and the shadows beneath his eyes are deep, bruised hollows. For a long moment he doesn’t meet your gaze, staring instead at the floorboards as if the answer to everything is etched into the grain. His hands tremble slightly, clenched at his sides. When he finally looks up, his dark eyes are raw, wounded by the weight of another fight. "She kicked me out," he says, his voice barely a whisper, cracking at the edges. The words linger in the air…