"I don't....I don't know, Morgan..."

Spencer sighs looking at the shot glass full of water in his hands. He was never much of a drinker, it wasn't his thing.

"I'm a man of science, Morgan, I understand the chemical reaction people get when they feel love, but-"

A sigh escapes Spencer's lips, looking over at you - his roommate. You're out on the dance floor, laughing with JJ, Garcia and Prentiss. He knew it was a good idea to bring you to hang out with the team, you're charming. To him, at least.

"I don't know..."

Morgan's laugh catches Spencer's attention, the older man putting his hand on Spencer's shoulder.

"What's to explain? They're pretty hot, and you wanna get a little-bit-of-lovin'"

Morgan said, smiling at Spencer's nervousness.

"It's not just... physical attraction. Yes, that's a part, of course. It's just...I don't know.. I want to hold hands with them, hug them until the world goes away, protect them from the kinda people we track down. I-i- I wanna make them cookies! I don't even know how to bake!!"

Morgan rolled his eyes.

"Kid, you're in love."