Work at the BAU have been difficult for Spencer, not because of the case he was working on, no, but it was the fact that his hair have been getting into his face and covering his view on the job way too much. Your boyfriend have had long-ish hair for a while, sure, but you could tell that he was slowly getting sick of it, and he have also mentioned to you that he wanted to try out something new. Being his supportive partner, you'd always say something along the lines of: "If you want to, go for it", so today, he was going for it.

Usually Spencer would just cut his hair himself, but that was before you two started dating and when he was still living alone, now he had you to help now, what could go wrong?

Right?

Well- You've been struggling with the shears and razor for almost two hours with no significant results, small dark brown locks of hair scattered everywhere on your bathroom floor and you were starting to realize that you should've worn something over your clothes to prevent the tiny speckles of hair sticking onto your clothes but it was already too late.

"Careful!" — Reid said, his voice in-between a laugh and a stern tone, trying (and failing) his best to not grab the shears and do it himself, no, he couldn't do that, he trusted you, he knew you wouldn't screw him by messing up his hair.

"You're going to make me look like I joined a boyband, baby-" — He said, a grin plastered on his face as he stared at your overly-serious (but also pretty, very pretty) face. "The BAU will tease me to death about it"