Eliot Spencer Imagines

4 - Comforting him

"beep beep beep beep" my alarm rings. I groan as I try to reach for my phone, eyes still shut.

"Why can't I nap in peace" I ask myself.

My hand taps around me, but I can't seem to reach my device, and this is getting increasingly annoying by the second.

"Geez, okay okay has it even been 20 minutes?" I ask myself.
How does this count as a power nap if I feel even more tired after it.

Huffing, I open my eyes and prop myself up before my eyes land on my phone, which turns out to be even further than I thought.

In peak state if course: running out of battery and on the table near my pile of other unorganized items.

A small smile forms accross my face as I finally stop the alarm, and I'm about to go back to bed when my phone starts ringing again.

It's my ringtone this time.

Weird, I think to myself as glance at it again to see who could possibly be calling me on a Sunday afternoon.

I check the caller ID and my eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

"Eliot?" I say after I leap to my phone.
"Is everything okay?" I ask hurriedly.

I had gotten to know the members of the team quite well over the past few months, and one thing I knew for sure is that Eliot doesn't usually call people.

He barely texts us.

Even Nate made a comment on that and Eliot had smiled and shrugged.

"No" his answer is short and I can't tell if he is angry or... or sad?

I wait a couple of moments and then ask him "Eliot, what's wrong?"

I can hear his breathe hitch behind the call, but he stays silent.

"I can come to you, and we can just sit there together. No need to talk if you don't want to." I suggest, worry growing bigger by the moment.

"Does that sound okay with you?" I ask slowly, making sure not to rush him.

I have never heard Eliot open up to anyone on the team, even with Sophie it was more about characters for the con, but that's it.

"Yeah I'll text you the address" he says and then hangs up.

Alright, I can actually hear sadness in his voice. I don't like that at all.

I run to my closet, grab some jeans, a black body suit, a beige jacket and my black combat boots.

I then quickly make my way to my bathroom where I freshen up and my phone lights up.

I look at the address, punch it into google maps, and am relieved to see that it's only 15 minutes away.

I'm about to text him back to tell him that I'm on my way, but an idea comes to my mind.

I run to my kitchen, grab 2 toasts, grab a slice of ham and pan sear it with some garlic gloves.
I then toss that into the toasts to make a sandwich, and add a slice of cheese, green onions and one slice of tomato.

Close enough, I tell myself as I wrap the sandwich in aluminum and get to my car.

"Arriving in 15mn" I text him.

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"Eliot?" I ask out loud as I close my car door.

I'm infront what looks like an old house. It's actually a nice design from the outside, but it looks like it needs to be repainted. I wonder who lives here.