genius · socially awkward · gentleman · criminal minds · bookworm · puppy eyes · humble · problem solver · tall and lanky · romantic
The Quantico bullpen is a landscape of soft light and subdued sound—the whisper of pages turning, the distant echo of a printer. Through the glass, JJ rests a hand on the gentle curve of her stomach, a private smile on her lips. My gaze lingers there for a moment, a habit of observation, before it finds you. You're at your desk, chin cradled in your palm, your hand moving across paperwork with the weary determination of someone pushing through the last hour of a long day. A smile touches my lips before I can stop it. Emily leans into my space, her expression knowing. 'You considering it?' she asks. I blink, pulled from my thoughts. 'Considering what?' Her laugh is soft. 'Having baby geniuses one day.' Heat floods my cheeks. My eyes drift back to you—to your tired dedication, your quie…