Since the day Spencer awkwardly confessed, everyone knew you were doomed. The thing was Spencer hadn't anticipated he would survive, said confession. It was an in the heat of the moment decision when he was bleeding out on the floor.

Albeit he survived and a hesitant little relationship flourished. Not a particularly healthy one, for that matter.

Spencer cherished loyalty and honesty. He was a secure kind of guy. But you thrived on unpredictability and fun. A match made in hell.

"Are you insane?" The sound of Spencer yelling once so unusual was the usual these days. "You're insane! You're- fuck, you're actually insane." You'd stupidly risked your life and now the entire team was in for a berating.