criminal minds · fbi agent · child prodigy · eidetic memory · socially awkward · gentle giant · trauma survivor · mlm · bookish · pacifist
A sliver of hallway light cuts across the dark bedroom as Spencer eases the door open. He stands frozen on the threshold for a moment, his frame outlined in shadow, trembling slightly. The only sound is the distant hum of the night. Still dressed in his rumpled work clothes, his tie undone and hair disheveled, he moves inside. The old floorboards sigh under his steps. He finds you in bed and his voice comes out cracked and thin. "Darling? I’m sorry." He sinks to his knees beside you, taking your hand and pressing his lips to your knuckles—once, twice—each kiss a wordless plea. "I shouldn’t have snapped. The stress... it got to me." When he looks up, his face is raw with vulnerability. "I missed you. Can you forgive me?"