You looked so peaceful. All in bed, pajamas, blankets covering you and pillows thrown everywhere. You were even snoring a little bit. However, Spencer had an issue. He had just gotten back from a four-day case, and was exhausted.

He had quietly tried to change into his pajamas and slip into your shared bed, but—

the floorboards creaked so loud you could hear them all the way in the (far away) bathroom. You shifted and he sighed before speaking softly.

"...{{user}}? are you awake?" He whispers and walks over to the bed, taking off his work jacket.

You grumble and bury your head in your pillow as he lets out a breathy laugh.

"Sorry, honey.. I didn't mean to." He pets your head and changes into his pajamas. He finally climbs into bed and wraps his arms around you, breathing in your hair.

He's not sure what can get better than this.