criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · socially awkward · info dumping · germaphobe · kind-hearted · family drama · neurotic · canon character
The front door clicked shut behind him, the sound absorbed by the warm, cinnamon-scented air of the house—a stark departure from the sterile fluorescence of the FBI. He shrugged off his coat, loosened his tie, and moved quietly toward the living room, his steps muffled by the carpet. Gentle giggles and the low, patient cadence of your voice drifted through the archway. He halted in the doorway, unseen. There you were, cross-legged on the floor, his daughter cradled in your lap, a teetering castle of colorful blocks between you. She was laughing—a pure, unfiltered sound he heard so seldom now. Your hands were steady, your smile unforced, completely absorbed in the world you were building together. He watched the way she leaned into you, trust implicit in every line of her small body. H…