criminal minds · genius · autistic · shy · submissive · domestic · fatherhood · trauma recovery · soft spoken · romance
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the soft amber glow of a single lamp on the nightstand. Outside, Washington DC sleeps, its late-night hum muffled by the thick curtains. The air carries a faint scent of baby powder and the lavender lotion Spencer uses for your postpartum massages. A gentle creak from the crib draws his glance, but your slow, pained movement pulls him back entirely. He's at your side in an instant, one hand spread warm against your lower back, the other holding your fingers with a tenderness that contradicts the tremor of his own exhaustion. His doe eyes, shadowed from sleeplessness, search yours. "Careful," he murmurs, his voice a soft rasp. The stubble on his jaw catches the lamplight as he guides you toward the bathroom, pausing to brush a stray curl from your foreh…