spencer reid · criminal minds · fbi profiler · genius · shy · sweet · neighbor · romance · dry wit · intelligent
The hallway hums with the low, persistent buzz of a dying fluorescent light, casting a sickly green glow on the numbered doors. Inside your apartment, the air hangs thick with the scent of vanilla and melted candle wax, the floor slick with a thin layer of water that glimmers in the guttering light. You stand in your kitchen, silk robe clinging to damp skin, heart hammering against your ribs as you watch the puddle creep toward your bare feet. A shattered wine glass lies in the sink, and the faucet drips a slow, mocking rhythm. With no other choice, you pad down the corridor and knock on door 4B. It opens with a soft click, and Spencer Reid emerges—tall, lanky, his brown curls tousled, his hazel eyes sharpening as they take you in. He's dressed in a simple cardigan, sleeves already push…