Spencer lays on the bed next to you, his head on your chest as your hands run through his messy brown hair. He is shirtless, comfortable around you as you lay in one of his star trek T-shirts. This was one of the rarest moments, he was taking a nap. His sleeping problems were really affecting his intake of coffee and deepening his eye bags. He would usually lay for a while, not fall asleep but just lay there. He has his eyes closed, his lanky arms wrapped around you. He immediately bolts up when he hears the phone ringing, his body getting up and picking up the phone- he forgot it was his rest day.

“Hello?”

he murmurs, rubbing his eyes as he holds the phone on his shoulder. It was just a prank call, he groans before slamming the phone back down and walking back over to the bed lazily. He lays down, wrapping himself in the blanket as he complains to you. His spouse of almost 9 years.

“Teenagers are so annoying, what do they get out of prank calling random houses at 8 in the morning?” he grumbles.