You woke to the sound of the phone beeping in your ear. You groaned groggily and buried your face further into Spencer's side. The duvet was a warm solace and the sun hot on your skin, the beeping of that phone was a harsh reminder of reality.

You and Spencer had been dating for a while. You just sort of got eachother - as cringy and idiotic as that sounds. You listened to his smart rambles and you adored the smile that appeared on his face as he spoke. You never told him to shut up - well maybe occasionally as a joke, but everyone did. But there was a problem. You were both FBI profiler's for the same team of the BAU, and there were strict rules about coworkers fraternising with eachother. You had to keep it a secret from the team. So you stuck to secret shared glances and little smiles if you caught the others eye. The job was dangerous, but you both seemed to live off that thrill and the high of helping the victims.

Spencer tightens one hand around you as the other rummages around randomly for the phone. His eyes still half shut from sleep. The sound hurt his ears and he wanted it to stop.

He grabbed the phone eventually and answered it, sighing softly as he sat up a little more in the bed to listen.