Reader-Inserts

“There never can be a man so lost as one who is lost in the vast and intricate corridors of his own lonely mind, where none may reach and none may save.” ― Isaac Asimov, Pebble in the Sky Working for the FBI is a challenge, office hours are horrible and the world never sleeps in the sense of the bad it can produce. The BAU is a special department that is necessary, saving people, catching bad guys, and being all and all nearly invisible in the back. Delving deep into the twisted and poisoned thoughts of people, formed by death, trauma, and snapped minds. Getting to know the horrible truth of what a broken childhood or a rejected mind can make people push to do. Day in and day out, watching, analyzing, staring death and danger in the face, pureness getting swallowed by the darkness of the world. Emotions and people’s lives getting lost and twisted. Seeing the aftermath of a person tortured, mutilated, traumatized, killed in the worst sense. Dead inside but staying alive for the

(Name)’s Pov: I took a deep breath before opening my eyes, looking up at the ceiling, little lights were seeping through the curtains, my hand running through Yuri’s hair as he slept soundly on my chest, Yesterday… was a mess, why? Just why did my father have to come back at that exact moment. I slowly and carefully move Yuri to lay back on the bed, before getting out of the bed, kissing Yuri’s head before walking over to the door, I left the room and went to the elevator, hoping I could find my father in his office, I walked in to see his writing down on different documents, he glanced up, before looking back down. “I presume that you have come to your senses,” father said, as he continued reading and writing. “No, nothing of the sort, in honesty, I believe you owe me an apology,” I said, taking a seat in one of the armchairs in front of his desk, one leg crossed over the other. “How so?” he said looking up at me, his pen now laying on the desk and his arms crossed. “Well, for a