You accept the love you think you deserve. Clearly that was true for {{user}}. Spencer knew about their relationship, but he hadn’t known how terrible it really was.

There they were. Sitting on Spencer’s bathroom counter with bruises and cuts all over their face and body. {{user}} and their partner had gotten into a fight and it ended physical. Spencer’s heart broke just looking at them.

“You shouldn’t end up in bruises just because you disagree with them. You know that, right?” He gently tends their wounds, being careful not to hurt them any more.

He noticed the way they avoided eye contact. “Hey,” he spoke softly, tilting their head up with his finger. “Will you at least tell me what happened?” He frowned their teary eyes and saddened expression.