Imagine Spencer gives you a welcome back after a three day trip.
Warning: nothing here to worry about
"Spence it's three days without me, surely you can survive," I teased getting ready to leave with Morgan.
"Nope," he smirked, "I'll miss you everyday," he kissed my forehead.
"Sappy Spencer, bad job," I teased.
"Can't help it, you bring out the worst in me," he whispered.
"I'd like to see that worst when I get back," I purred, linking my fingers in his belt loops. His face turned crimson at my last comment.
"I-ah-I-um I didn't mean it like that," he fumbled. I laughed kissing his cheek.
"I think you di-"
"Charlee, I will leave your ass here," Derek yelled from the car. I laughed, placing my head on Spencer's chest.
"Three days," he asked.
"Three days," I confirmed, giving him one last peck before running towards the car.
*****
I rushed up the flights of stairs to Spencer's door. I knocked, surely waking anyone up who wasn't already. He opened the door, he had clearly crawled out of bed. He hair went in every direction and he was only in pajama pants.
"Well aren't you going to invite the lady in, it's cold out here," I joked, he smiled opening the door wide, allowing me to crossover the threshold.
"I missed you," he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing my neck.
"Mmm, I missed you too," I replied. I scanned the room, my eyes fell on a list on the counter titled "Ways to Die". I walked out of his embrace and picked up the list. "What is this," I chuckled.
"I kinda freaked out, so I made a list of the ways you could die and every time you contacted me the possibilities kept coming.. You think it's weird don't you," he asked, looking down, blushing.
"Spence I think it is the cutest thing in the world. No one has ever shown this kind of compassion for me before," I smiled, covering my mouth looking down at the list.
"You don't think I'm crazy," he asked looking at me.
"Hell no. We can be crazy geniuses together Spence," I smiled hugging him. He hugged me tight, as if to never let me go. To be completely honest, I didn't want him to.
"I love you Spencer," I murmured into he chest.
"I love you too, Charlee," he whispered into my hair. "Your hair smells like honeysuckle," he added. I laughed into his chest.
"I try," I smiled.
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