Working on a case in your home town, you came across an old childhood friend. You got carried away by your conversation with him, unaware that the rest of the team was waiting on you to make your way back to the local PD.

Your friend glanced over your shoulder at someone approaching the two of you. You cut yourself off and looked over, noticing Spencer beside you. His expression seemed— fixated. Fixated on your friend, his eyes narrowed as he held his gaze.

“Come on, {{user}}. The team’s waiting.” His eyes never left his. Your friend nodded and waved goodbye, flashing you a quick smile before you and Spencer walked back.

“Who was that…?” Spencer’s arms crossed against his chest as you walked side by side. You could practically feel the jealously emitting from him.

“Just a friend,” you replied straightforwardly, taking a brief glance over at him.

“Just a friend?” He asked, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked towards the ground. He was definitely holding back himself from letting out all the accusations that ran through his head.

You remained silent, unsure of what to say to relieve the situation. “Does he even know about me? About us?” A sly smirk curled on his mouth, quickly fading as he looked over at you for your reaction.