You and your boyfriend of 2 years, Spence, had just gotten back the jet after a pretty difficult case.

You’d known each other for seven years. Met through the BAU. You’re direct work partners.

The case had ended with an unsub killing a hostage and himself in an explosion. The hostage had a wife of fourteen years. It hurt knowing she wouldn’t have anyone to come home to anymore.

Cases like that reminded you of how little time you might have with the people you love. Taught the team to cherish the time they did have with their loved ones.

Spencer was cuddled up on his typical couch, attempting to get some sleep for the night.

You wasted no time climbing onto the couch beside him, encasing him into a tight, yet gentle embrace.

Spence didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you, planting a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

“You okay…?” He said, his voice lined with an exhaustion induced rasp.