Luke woke up with the sound of plates being thrown and then a scream. He jolted up and rubbed his eyes in a sleep dazed state when he remembered the events of the night before. He heard someone slamming a door and then Spencer's voice calling out for his mom to come out of her room.
Then there was silence.
Luke decided to get out of bed and help the younger man. As he got to him, he saw Spencer was kneeling on the floor, picking up pieces of glass.
"I'm sorry we woke you," Spencer told him as he saw him walk toward him.
"Spence, what happened?" Luke asked with a concerned look on his face.
Reid gave out an exasperated sigh and rubbed his eyes. "My mom didn't recognize me and thought I was trying to hurt her, so she started throwing plates at me."
Luke frowned. He wanted his genius to be happy. "Spencer, I'm sorry."
"It's fine. My day could be worse. At least I didn't get any nightmares, though that's because I barely slept."
"You should try and rest. I'll clean this up."
He shook his head. "No, I don't want to be a bad host. This is bad enough and-"
"Hey, I know this is not an ideal situation, but I still like hanging out with you, even if it's to take care of your mom. I'm the one that offered to be here, so don't blame yourself. It's all good."
His words made Spencer's heart soar. He didn't deserve this man in his life. He thought back to his mother's words from the night before about him possibly reciprocating feelings but quickly shook the thought away because of how far fetched the idea was.
"Do you have a broom?" Luke asked, cutting into his thoughts.
Spencer frowned. "Yeah, but it's broken." He bent over the shards of glass, carefully picking them up, Luke doing the same. They were all relatively big pieces, so it wasn't too hard to pick them up, but they still had to be cautious.
Luke winced in pain and dropped a piece of the plate as it dug into his skin. Blood started dripping from his hand, and Spencer got up to get a paper towel.
"Apply pressure to it." He said as he gave him a paper towel. "I'm so sorry about this. Here, let's go to the bathroom. Wash your hands, and then I'll put some ointment on it to make it heal faster and so it doesn't get infected."
"I should've been more careful. I can do it myself." He said, walking to the bathroom.
"No, let me help you. Please." The doctor said, and after Luke washed his hands, Spencer said, "Sit."
Luke did as he was told, sitting on the toilet seat and putting his hand out in front of him.
"Most people put hydrogen peroxide on injuries, but that only makes it worse. It delays the healing," Spencer said, going through the bathroom cabinet for an ointment that he could put on Luke's cut.
"Huh. Learn something new every day. Thanks, Doc."
"It's the least I could do after all you've done for me." After putting the ointment on his cut, he put a bandage on his hand.
"Kiss it better?" Luke joked, his eyebrows raised.
Spencer blushed a bright red and looked away.
Luke's smile dropped in concern. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
"It's fine," Spencer said.
There was a buzz from Luke's phone, so he took it out of his pocket.
"It's the BAU." He told Spencer. "I can work from here if-"
"No, go. I'll be fine. Seriously I will."
"Ok, if you need anything, I'm a phone call away."
"Oh, yeah. I'll call you in the middle of you finding a serial killer."
They chuckled. "I'll drop everything for you," Luke told him, truthfully. "Even a serial killer." He joked.
Spencer grinned, and he doted on Luke's presence, soaking it all in before he had to go to work.
"I have to go," Luke said after a while of gazing at each other.
Spencer blushed as they stopped, saying, "Right. You have to go."
They walked out of the bathroom, and as Spencer realized Luke hadn't eaten, he said, "It's not very healthy to skip breakfast. They say it's the most important meal of the day."
"Well, if you're concerned about my health," he grabbed an apple and took a bite out of it, "this is my breakfast. Bye, Spence."
"You know, you have to wash that first, right? You can get a foodborne illness if you have a compromised immune system."
Luke chuckled, and as he opened the door, he said, "I'll take my chances." and went out the door.
Spencer smiled and whispered, "Bye."
"You don't need another human being to make your life complete, but let's be honest. Having your wounds kissed by someone who doesn't see them as disasters in your soul but cracks to put their love into is the most calming thing in the world." -Emery Allen.
Haha, I literally dumped a whole bucket of hurt/comfort onto this fanfic and I love it. Any of you guys watch ColeyDoesThings on YouTube? It's a fandom based YouTube channel. She's one of my favorites. Anyway, I hope you guys like this chapter! :)
I always post chapters on Wattpad later than I do on AO3 because I forget about uploading on here. Sorry!
