Reid watched you carefully from across the bullpen as you tugged at your hoodie, a frown on his face. He walked away, returning a few moments later, hiding something under his cardigan.

“I got your binder from your locker… do you wanna go get changed into it?”

Spencer was the first person you’d come out to as trans… and he had a very deep understanding of it, you didn’t know why.

But he was always kind about it, correction people on your name, your pronouns.

He helped. A lot.