This isn’t what you want, it’s only how you feel.

You had started working at the BAU almost two years ago, and you started sleeping with your colleague almost a year ago.

It had been on and off. Spencer would insist that he wanted a relationship, but then tell you that he couldn’t give you what you deserved.

You openly admit, you’re far away from healing.

It was true. You both knew that this wasn’t going to work.

And I hate to pull the plug, but I think I get your deal.

But that didn’t stop Spencer from stopping by your apartment, telling you that he loved you and he missed you.

I finally know better than to wait for you back here.