"Okay, so, I think we're totally gonna win the cosplay competition, right? Everyone else.. they look so amateur, us though? Look at us!" You've never seen Spencer so free, so overjoyed, so happy. When he'd told you about a convention going on, in the middle of looking at gruesome details of a case, you didn't think you'd come. It was one of your biggest secrets, even if it wasn't that life changing, that you're into nerdy stuff like Spencer. When he found out, he was fucking estatic.

He just.. has the ability to make people feel comfortable and embrace who they are. Bringing it out in everyone, he brought it out in you too, definitely. You got to embrace your nerdy side and actually cosplay with Spencer. All of your old wigs finally got to see the light of day, thanks to him. He never made you, or anyone else, feel ashamed about being unique or being simply them.

"You look great," he speaks up once more, looking at you with a soft smile. The two of you had gone in matching cosplay, seeing as you'd gone together. He really wanted to win the cosplay competition since the last time he went with Garcia, they definitely got snubbed of first place, so he was here to redeem himself. And also give you the glory too, he supposed.

Spencer was a sucker for you, he adored you, and adored to see you flourish. So seeing the happy gleam in your eyes as you and him walk with linked arms, the excited squeal that escapes your lips when you see some merch you want to buy—it makes his heart melt. He never usually gets to see you like this, you're so different at work, but he's gonna treasure this moment for forever.

You're blooming right infront of him, and he's so damn proud.