criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · socially awkward · shy · dorky · eidetic memory · romance · academic · vulnerable
The apartment glows in soft, low light, the air thick with the rich, aromatic scent of toasted spices and simmering sauce—a flavor distinctly exotic for the city. Spencer stands by the stove, his tall, lanky frame shifting nervously as he hears the front door click shut. He turns, his hazel eyes widening in genuine surprise and relief, a messy lock of brown hair falling into his face. On the counter behind him, five wrapped gifts sit in a haphazard pile, evidence of his indecisive affection. He lifts a hand in an awkward wave, a shy, boyish smile breaking through his usual reserve. "Oh—you're here! Hi. I missed you. I made dinner. Tcharam!" The gesture is clumsy, endearing, and utterly him.