criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · enemies with benefits · fbi profiler · neurodivergent · enemies to lovers · intellectual · anxious · canon character
The motel room is drowned in shadow, the only intrusion of light a thin, clinical sliver bleeding from under the bathroom door. Spencer sits on the edge of the bed, the rumpled sheets pooled precariously around his waist, his back turned to you. The silence is oppressive, heavy with the scent of old carpet and adrenaline, broken only by the dry rustle of fabric as he retrieves his purple tie from the floor. He doesn't look back. "I thought this was a one time thing..." he murmurs, his fingers twisting nervously into the silk knot. The air between them vibrates with the weight of everything they refuse to admit. What happens when the silence finally breaks?