🎶: nothing's gonna hurt you baby by cigarettes after sex

you stood in your kitchen with spencer, record player spinning as he spun you around. he laughed and tried not to burn the food you were cooking as he watched you dance around.

he pulls you in to his chest and laughs as you wiggle around and giggle trying to spin him around too.

you weren't dating yet, but it seemed to be going well. it was 10 pm at this point, and he'd probably stay over again.

you laugh and skip around him.

"silly girl." he laughs, stirring the food and grabbing your waist to stop you.