spencer had you sitting on the kitchen sink, he was knelt in front of you wrapping your ankle up.

you had gotten injured on a case again, and your best friend (turned...- hm) was a bit upset. he hated seeing you hurt but even more, he hated that you always put yourself in a situation to get hurt on cases.

you ran your hand through his hair as he cared for you, and he looked up.

"i hate that you always do this." he sighs.