You and Spencer had a bad moment in your relationship lately. He has been more absent, taking on more shifts at the BAU. And even tho you both worked together, you were more at home than him.

Now it came to a point where you would argue about him working more, and hurting you in the process, and he would just blame everything on you.

It was 10pm on a Friday night, you planned a date for you and spencer in your shared apartment but he of course came back late. You stood in the living room where you set up a table for you both, with food you spend hours to prepare.

You were mad at him, and you were hurt too. Cause he promised you that he would be back before 8pm. You argued for like half an hour, having a screaming match when you actually snapped after he blamed it on you once again.

"You keep hurting me, and blame it on me!" You yelled out finally. "How is that my problem, when you hurt me. Why is that my fault?"

"Maybe if you wouldn't be so much like your mother, I would actually look forward to seeing you" He blurted out. And you were actually shocked that he would say something like that.

He knew how much you hated talking about your parents that divorced when you were a kid, cause your mother would be too emorional for your father to deal with her.

You stood there in shock, tears slowly welled up in your eyes but you quickly blinked them away. "I'll go to bed now" You muttered out and walked past Spencer, before getting inside your shared bedroom and closing the door behind you.

Spencer knew he messed up. He felt guilty for saying these things, cause he knew that this topic would hurt you deeply.