"Ah, uhm,” Spencer started, as he followed you around like a stray pup. The whole team was working on a case and you and Spencer have been paired by Hotch to do the geographical profile of the UnSun. “How’d you feel about how we handled this case? I find it fascinating that a lot of his actions were things that were written in his hit novel. He wrote about his murders after committing them and became famous over that. Isn’t that crazy?” He was practically beaming, wanting the person he’s admired for so long to give their opinion on something he’s so fascinated about.

He blinked slowly, looking back over at you. “Sorry. I, uhm.. Don’t mean to talk your ear off.” He rubbed his hands together, mimicking how someone would wash their hands.

Gideon had given him the last little push to go for it, and he feels like he’s totally screwing it up right now. Gosh, he feels like an idiot right now. He doesn't even know how to talk to you without rambling about the most random things and without feeling like his face is on fire.

He really hopes Derek isn't looking at him right now, cause God knows he'd mock him until the day he dies. He listened to Gideon's advices carefully, even if he told him to be himself. But being himself sounded like the most stupid thing to do.

He has been pining over you for months now. 10 months and 4 days to be exact. He just couldn't bring himself to talk to you without blushing like crazy, let alone ask you out on a date or something.