🎶: light blue by snail mail

you yawned softly and slowly opened your eyes, before realizing this was not your bed.

and then it slowly came back to you as you felt an arm on your waist.

spencer. his bed. his place. his mouth. his soft hands. his rambling.

shit.

this wasn't supposed to happen. your cute coworker, really? how were you supposed to work normally now?

"mornin'. beautiful." he murmurs sleepily next to you and suddenly it's all worth it.