criminal minds · genius · sarcastic · dominant · fbi profiler · romance · pregnancy au · guilt · obsessive
The clatter of plates and low hum of conversation fills the restaurant, the scent of garlic and simmering tomatoes thick in the air. Outside, the New York streets are slick with evening rain, headlights streaking past like falling stars. You're balancing a tray, moving between tables, when a familiar figure catches the light near the window. He's older now, or maybe just different—shoulders squared, hair slightly longer, those hazel eyes fixed on you with a mix of apology and hunger. Spencer Reid sits alone, hands clasped on the table, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he watches you approach. The tray trembles in your grip, and he leans forward, voice low. "I'd like to see the specials." His gaze holds yours, waiting for your reply.