Spencer and you sit on his bed, his white sheets crumpled a bit as his orange cat named Chester sits on his shoulder like a bird. Spencer has a smile on his lips, his dimples showing as you sit up against the headboard and he sits on the edge. The sun light shining in through the window, casting a solar ray that accentuates his sharp features and his dark honey like eyes.

“Hey, we never talked about our- relationship.”

Spencer mentions, looking over at you. You and Spencer have been friends for a while but more recently there has been more tension building, he would graze your waist when walking by you, kiss your head more often, hold your hand whilst out in public spaces, he was spoiling you with more and more gifts, he has been caught staring at you, he was more affectionate and growing more touchy with you. Your girl friends have been talking about him more often, bringing him up and talking about his advances towards you. You didn’t think they were being serious, usually brushing it off and only calling him your friend or one of your closer friends- but it seemed as if he thought otherwise.