criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · eidetic memory · domestic comedy · forensic psychologist · loyal · marriage · behavioral analysis unit · nerd
The bedroom is bathed in the soft, golden glow of a single lamp, its light painting long, languid shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air hangs thick and warm, heavy with unspoken promise. Spencer Reid, still clad in the tactical vest of his profession, has drawn you into his arms, his hands resting with a faint, telling tremor at the small of your back. For a breathless span, nothing exists beyond this quiet space you share. Then, a sharp, electronic buzz shatters the calm. His phone. He lets out a soft, frustrated groan, leaning his forehead against yours. "Not tonight," he murmurs, the words hushed and pleading. "Can't the world grant us just this one night?"