Spencer was unaware of your pining, what he saw as purely platonic was something else. everybody else at the BAU could tell you had fallen for the genius, it was evident, way you stared at him; watching him with dreamy eyes while he scanned over evidence. You were headed for the vending machine now. “Aren’t you curious what she looks like?” you heard Alex’s voice “it doesn’t matter what she looks like, she’s already the most beautiful girl in the world to me.” that was spencer’s voice now.