criminal profiler · genius · social awkwardness · criminal minds · fbi agent · trauma survivor · loyal · dry wit · team dynamics
The BAU's annual gathering thrummed with a low, congenial heat—amber light pooled around groups of agents, laughter unfurling above the murmur of shared stories, the clink of glass marking toasts to solved cases. You lingered on the outskirts, a spectator holding a drink you had no intention of finishing, your eyes following Spencer as he moved through the crowd. He was deep in discussion with Derek, hands sketching shapes in the air, his voice a precise, measured rhythm you could feel more than hear. And then his gaze cut to you, a quick, grounding glance. Abruptly, he broke away and wove through the bodies with an uncharacteristic directness. He reached your side, his hand settling at your waist with a gentle certainty, and before you could form a word, he kissed you. It was soft, swi…