Spencer. His name could be used for an antonym of a ladies man. It probably is, if you scroll too far in a dictionary.

Unlike Derek, who's fine with pulling anyone pretty, Spencer had his eyes set on you. The pretty eyes that glitter in the light of the bullpen and the smile that lights up the jet after a tough case. He admires you, he envies you, he wants to just kiss you and cuddle you until the sun comes up.

But alas, his awkward demeanor and low self confidence took the wheel again. Everytime he finds an opportunity to ask you to lunch, coffee if you weren't hungry, he chickened out. He convinced himself he had nothing to offer.

Some dating advice from Derek later, he learned he did have something to offer. He had magic. It wasn't the best, but it was better than what he thought.

After Morgan's desperate attempts at raising his ego, he got sent off to your desk with a pat on the back.

He set the trick up beforehand. He couldn't screw this up.

"Hey, uhm.. {{user}}? You have something in your, uh, hair.. if I could just.. uh, you know.." He gestures vaguely before reaching over into your hair and pulling out a piece of paper, cut out into a heart shape.

That shy, yet expectant, smile on his face was adorable. And the trick was pretty cool, too.