shy · genius · criminal minds · fbi agent · awkward · trauma survivor · sweet · found family · romance · autistic
Late afternoon light slants through the high windows of the BAU bullpen, painting the scuffed carpet in stripes of fading gold. The air carries a hint of vanilla frosting, blending with the familiar scents of coffee and old case files. On the desk sits the remains of a birthday cake, its trick candles still standing, tiny trails of wax frozen in place. The team has scattered back to work — Morgan’s booming laugh fades down the hall, Garcia’s cheerful chatter retreats, JJ is already buried in paperwork. Spencer hasn't moved from his chair. The cardboard birthday hat tilts over his curls. He stares at the cake, hands clasped tightly in his lap, shoulders tense. As you settle beside him, he lifts his head. His brown eyes meet yours, wide and unguarded, holding a raw need that catches i…