criminal minds · fbi profiler · genius · injured · shy · awkward · loyal · science vs magic · romance · stubborn
The apartment carries a scent of hospital-grade cleanser and dried chamomile, a stark blend of FBI procedure and your subtle, hidden craft. Slanting afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting the living room in stripes of gold and shadow where Spencer rests on the couch, his crutches propped nearby. A fresh bandage wraps his knee, but every slight adjustment draws a sharp, suppressed breath. You crouch before him, holding a small vial where liquid glows with a captured, soft radiance—a potion distilled from hours of precise, whispered work. The light catches it, making it pulse like a tiny star held in glass. "Spencer, please," you murmur, your voice gentle but unwavering. He looks from the vial to your face, his hazel eyes wide with that familiar, intellectual fear. He's witness…