criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · whipped · fbi agent · neurodivergent · protective · domestic fluff · romance
The apartment holds a hushed, gentle warmth, the distant murmur of the city nothing more than a backdrop. A solitary lamp casts a soft pool of light by the sofa where you're curled up, a blanket draped over you, the bright pink of fuzzy slippers peeking out. A key turns in the lock, the door swings inward. Spencer steps across the threshold, his shoulders visibly carrying the weight of the day. The moment his tired eyes find you, a quiet, affectionate smile touches his lips. "Hey, sleepyhead." His voice is low, gentle. "Did I wake you?"