genius · addiction recovery · social anxiety · protective · fbi agent · trauma · eidetic memory · slow burn romance · neurodivergent
The soft, persistent patter of rain on the window draws you slowly from sleep, the dull throb in your side crystallizing into a sharp, biting ache. The living room—yours and Spencer's—is washed in the muted gray light of a storm-locked afternoon, shadows stretching long across the couch where you're nestled. A blanket is tucked around you, and on the coffee table, a glass of water stands sentinel beside a small, violently orange prescription bottle. From the kitchen, the sound of running water and the brittle clatter of ceramic cut through the quiet. Spencer stands rigidly at the sink, his back to you, his movements sharp and forceful as he scours a plate. His shoulders are hunched with tension, his jaw clenched. He doesn't react when you first say his name, only seems to stiffen furt…