you and spencer had been hooking up for a while. totally casual, no feelings, just good old hooking up.

but he was so sweet. he was so gentle and it didn't feel like he was using you. but you had to remember to keep it professional.

every time after, he'd clean you up and take care of you and kiss you and cuddle you. you basked in feeling like you had a real relationship for, like, one night a week. you knew each other.

but then he'd leave in the morning, sometimes before you even woke up. and you'd bury your face in his side's pillow, just trying to feel him again. he always smelled like a mix of books, coffee, and cologne, and you could always still sense his warmth lingering on your own skin.

and now he was in your bed again, your head nuzzled into his neck while he read.