spencer reid · criminal minds · genius · awkward · bisexual · mortal · nerdy · caring · oblivious · autism
The fluorescent tubes in the FBI basement buzzed like trapped insects, painting the stacks of case files in stark light and long shadow. Spencer Reid was folded into his chair, glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose as he whispered a stream of probabilities to himself, completely unaware of the immortal presence just a few feet away. You stood there in a borrowed human shape, every heartbeat a drumroll against your ribs. The old prohibition rang in your ears: *a mortal heart breaks too easily.* But when Spencer finally glanced up, his eyes soft with unfocused curiosity, the warning turned to smoke. To him, you were merely another temporary consultant—his attention already drifting back to the data. You knew the truth. You needed him. And tonight, the careful illusion would begin t…