I put down my tray and wiped my hands on my apron. I felt eyes on my back so i turned around and met the most beautiful eyes i've ever seen.They were deep and reflected a mind full of curious things. This man sat at a table near the window took a si...
I was doing some paperworks at my desk when Garcia came towards me. "Hi Genius. How are you today ?" She asked me. "I'm fine. You ?" I answered. "Fine but don't try to hide this smile i see on your face since last week. What happened in your life ?" "What. No there's nothing." I replied uneasy. "I'm not a profiler but i know you're lying." "Garcia there's nothing don't worry." I tried to convince her. "You would tell me if you weren't okay ?" "I promise."
POV June I was making some muffins in the kitchen behind the bar when my boss came in. "You could have ask me to do it." He told me. "Don't worry i love cooking." "Ok. Could you close the shop tonight ?" He asked me. "No problem. You're leaving again ?" "Yeah i have to fix some things." "Don't worry i'll do it."
The end of the day came and i finally could leave. When i closed the door i felt someone behind me. I heard this person's foot steps coming closer to me so i reacted and i turned around. He was so tall and i couldn't see his face with the darkness. Taken by the fear i hit him straight in the face. "Aouch. But why did you do this ? It hurts." He said. "Spencer ? Is it you ?" I asked. "Yeah it's me. Why did you punch me ?" "You scared me." I replied. "I'm sorry. I should have speak and told you it was me." "I should be the one sorry for your face." "It's ok i experienced worse." He told me. "What do you mean ?" "Nothing don't worry." "You're bleeding." "Oh really ?" He asked touching his face. "Yeah. Come with me i'll clean you up." "Where do you want to go ?" "At mine." "Euh ok lead the way."
POV Spencer
We arrived at her appartment ten minutes later. When she opened the door i realised that i was going to enter her privacy. It was a bit weird. I've never been into a girl's home apart from Garcia or JJ but it was different.
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Her place was so small but beautiful like her. It was definitely her. She went into what i supposed was the bathroom. She came back with everything to clean me up. I sat on a chair and she approached me. She didn't sat because she was at the perfect height to see my face. She began cleaning my face and i just looked at her movements. She was cautious about what she was doing. But my eyes got stuck again on her hands. What does she do to have those bruised and scars ? I wondered. "What happened to your hands ?" I finally asked her. She seemed a bit taken back by my question. "Oh it's nothing i'm just clumsy." She answered me with her hands shaking. I could not believe that. Even if i didn't want my work to come between us i couldn't deny my profiler instinct. "You're lying but if you don't want to tell me that's ok i will wait." I replied. She looked down at me and i felt like she would break down. Her eyes were lost as if remembering painful memories. She took a step back and went back in the bathroom with the items she used to clean me up. I could feel she didn't want me to know but at the same time she wanted help. When i realised she didn't came back i approached the door and heard her. It sounded like scratching or something like that so i got worried. '"June ? Are you ok ?" I asked. She didn't answer me so i decided to wait even if i wanted to get in. I sat on the floor against the wall hoping she would let me in herself. After twenty or maybe thirty minutes i heard the door. She got out but didn't dare looking at me. I tried to catch her eyes. That's when i looked carefully at her that i saw she was hiding her hands in her sleeves. I took a step closer to her. She step back against the wall. I slowly took her hands in mine. She let me in. I rolled up her sleeves and saw what she did. Her hands all bloody and scarred. I didn't dare ask why i just led her in the bathroom .
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I kept her hands in mine to let her know i was there and i wasn't disgusted by it. I put her hands under the water to clean her and i saw she was looking at the blood leaving her hands.
POV June
He didn't run away from me. Why ? He helped me and i didn't understand why. He led me back to the kitchen to let me sit on the chair he previously was on. He sat on the floor and began taking care of my hands.
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I was amazed by what he was doing. He was so kind and gentle. When he finished he looked up at me and i finally dared meeting his eyes. I felt like i was held by him just by the warmth that came from him. "I'm not clumsy." I admitted. I've never say it. "I know. And i'm here. We don't know each other for a long time but you've to know that i'm here." He replied "I waited for your phone call you know." I tried to change the subject by making him smile. But i only got a blushing Spencer. "Yeah i know i didn't call you. I'm not the best for those social things you call making friends and getting closer to someone." He murmured. "Do you think i am ?" I asked back. "I don't know. If you're not we're a weird pair." "A pair ?" "Oh no do not think... i'm sorry it wasn't supposed to sound like that..." he tried to explain himself. "I like it. A pair. We're a weird pair." I smiled to reassure him. "What do you do in your life apart from spending your evenings scaring girls in dark and empty streets ?" I asked him. "Sorry for that again. Euh i... i'm a writer." He said after long breaks. "A writer ? Are you famous ? What do you write about ?" "I'm not famous. Right now i search inspiration." He answered me. "In a coffee shop ?" "Yeah it's full of different people which helps me a lot." "Do you have a family here ?" "Euh no i don't i'm from Las Vegas ?" "You must be rich then." I replied laughing. "No i'm not. And you ? Family here ?" He asked me. "No family. But it's not interesting." He gave me a weird look. I knew if we talked about our life he would be suspicious. But i was not ready to tell him i had no one. "Why are you so quiet about your family ?" He asked. "I don't really like talking about it. That's all." I tried to convince him. He didn't seem happy with my answer. "It's late i should go." He said. "Yeah it is. You still have my number you know what to do with it." "I promise i will call you." I led him towards the door and opened it. Before getting out he turned back and looked straight in my eyes. "Please tell me when you're not good." He asked me with his eyes full of sympathy. "I will Doctor." I replied joking. He seemed taken back by my answer but gave me a smile i've become really fond of. "See you soon." I told him. "Yeah see you. Sleep well." He said before leaving.
