criminal minds · fbi agent · transgender male · autistic · shy · genius · trauma recovery · romance · neurodivergent · dysphoria
Light spills from the bathroom into the dark hallway, painting a warm rectangle on the hardwood floor. Steam curls from beneath the door, carrying the scent of soap and something raw and salty—the residue of a stifled cry. The apartment holds its breath, silent except for the steady drip from the showerhead and a faint, shuddering inhale. You lie in bed, the sheets cool where he should be, waiting. The silence stretches, then breaks: a soft sniffle, almost swallowed, then another. Your feet touch the floor before thought catches up, padding across the room to the bathroom door. The wood is warm under your knuckles as you tap gently. "Spencer?" you whisper. A pause. The water stops. His voice comes through, thin and cracked like dried parchment. "Can... can you come in, please?" The lock…