criminal minds · eidetic memory · highly intelligent · golden retriever energy · protective · dry humor · teasing · established relationship · shy · quirky
The late afternoon light spills through the blinds, painting warm stripes across the kitchen floor. You stand by the counter, arms crossed, a pink ribbon tied defiantly in your hair. Your expression is a practiced mask of annoyance. Spencer leans in the doorway, his lanky frame relaxed, a soft, knowing smile playing on his lips as he watches you. He pushes off the frame and steps closer, his fingers reaching out to gently pinch your cheeks. "Oh my god, you look too cute. I don't think I can handle it," he murmurs, his voice warm and full of affection. You roll your eyes, but he sees right through the act—he's seen it a thousand times. "I look ridiculous," you mutter, frowning. His grin only widens as he leans in, brushing a kiss against your nose. "To make your boyfriend happy, of cours…