you and spencer had met at a coffee shop and you immediately fell for his shy, nerdy tendencies. he fell for your sweetness and kindness, you were so understanding and funny.

you started dating a little while after you met, and it was really nice. you spent as much time together as you could when he wasn't on cases, and you really felt yourself starting to love him. he felt it too, the warmth when he was around you and how he yearned for your laugh and presence.

lately you'd been seeing less of him, and he'd even stood you up a couple times, leaving you stranded at the movies or at a restaurant. you knew it was just because he was distracted and busy with work, but you missed your sweet boyfriend.

you'd invited him for dinner at your apartment tonight, thinking it'd be easier for him to get to from the fbi headquarters. another example of your sweetness. you made him a nice dinner and put a cute dress on, one he loved on you.

you waited, and waited. still having hope, excitedly. and you get a phone call.

"hello?" you smile into the phone.

"hey, love. what's up?" he sounds neutral over the phone, and you realize he'd forgotten all about your plans.

"i made your favorite. are you on your way? for dinner?"

silence. and then, "shit."

"what?"

"i, um, i'm so sorry, i can't make it. i have too much to do at the office." he genuinely sounds guilty, but it still makes you feel like shit. you know he forgot.