🎶: now this is podracing by mom jeans.

the team was out for drinks again, in a new bar today. it was dim, loud, and the light was warm on your face as your tummy was filled with warm alcohol. your inhibitions were low and your guard was down. it was nice.

spencer was by your side as always. hand on your neck or waist or back, whispering to you occasionally. everyone but you two knew you were in love. it was obvious. who else did he touch like this without using hand sanitizer after? no one. and you weren't even dating.

and tonight, he couldn't keep his hands off. it wasn't in a malicious or sexual way at all, just wanting to be near. and he wasn't nearly as drunk as you, he needed to keep you safe.

"hey." he whispers to you after a while. you look up at him, messy, sleepy, drunk.