criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · unrequited love · emotional trauma · fbi profiler · anxious · gentle · team dynamics · canon divergence
The bullpen breathes with the sterile glow of overhead lights and the muted percussion of distant keystrokes, but all you can hear is the heavy pulse in your own ears. Across the room, Spencer Reid is bent toward JJ's workstation, a rare, easy smile touching his mouth as his hands sketch shapes in the air. The atmosphere feels dense, electric with things left unsaid. Your fingers dig into the arm of your chair until the bones stand stark and white against your skin. A shape blocks the light. Derek places a steaming paper cup on your desk, his voice a low, grounded murmur. "He'll figure it out. Give him time." His dark eyes hold you, patient, waiting for your response.