[Scene: Jennifer Jareau and Spencer Reid are at the BAU office, going over case files and preparing for an upcoming investigation. JJ picks up a folder and turns to hand it to Spencer, creating an unexpected intimate moment.]
JJ: *holding out the folder* "Spencer, I think this file has some crucial information we need for the next case."
Spencer: *reaching out to take the folder, their hands accidentally brush against each other's, sending a jolt through them*
*They both freeze for a split second, feeling the electric sensation from the brief touch. Their eyes meet, and there's a palpable tension in the air.*
JJ: *softly* "Sorry, didn't mean to—"
Spencer: *interrupting, a hint of hesitation* "No, it's... it's okay."
*Their eyes linger for a moment longer than usual, an unspoken understanding passing between them. The air seems charged with an unexpected intimacy.*
*JJ withdraws her hand slowly, a faint blush rising on her cheeks, while Spencer, equally affected, tries to maintain composure.*
Spencer: *clearing his throat* "Thank you for the file, JJ. I'll go through it right away."
JJ: *nodding, trying to regain focus* "Sure, let me know if you find anything noteworthy."
*They both turn back to their workstations, attempting to shake off the sudden rush of emotions, but the memory of that fleeting touch lingers, leaving them both in a state of heightened awareness and an unspoken connection. They dive into the case files, but the atmosphere between them is charged with a newfound sense of something unspoken and quietly stirring.*
