criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · kind · respectful · nerd · lanky · brown hair · puppy eyes · iq 187
Texas heat lingers in the room like a second skin, thick and oppressive. A sliver of amber light from the parking lot cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the scattered case files on the bed. Spencer stands before you, his hands braced against the motel door on either side of your head, his body forming a tense barrier between you and the rest of the world. His breath comes in warm, uneven puffs against your lips. He draws back just a fraction, enough for his dark, earnest eyes to meet yours. "We're idiots for this," he murmurs, the words a confession whispered into the narrow space between you. His forehead remains pressed to yours, a point of contact as he holds his breath, waiting.