The team was sat on the jet home, heading back after a week long case of exhaustion. Spencer sat reading his book, for the 6th time that week, his fingers brushing over the pages as he goes.

{{user}} sat next to him, obviously exhausted from the case and his lack of sleep which wasn’t new for him. He sat in his seat, although his head eventually lulled to the side as he fell asleep, landing onto spencer’s shoulder.

The sudden contact surprised Spencer, his eyes quickly moving from the words to {{user}}. His free hand subconsciously moved to his knee, a small smile on his face as he went back to reading.