Spencer sighed looking up at you pressing soft kisses to your hand trailing closer to your palm and fingers.

Spencer ran a finger over one of yours “..how good do you think you’d look with a ring, you know a big shiny rock of a ring on your finger..”

He sighed looking down. He wants it bad, a family with you. A small house away from people a kid to be able to put a ring on your finger and take you away from all the bad in the world. The evil and corruption.

You both see too much of it in your work. He knows he can never give you what he wants because of your work. You’re too busy and too conflicted all the time.

Spencer looked at you with soft brown eyes “..do you think about it? You know.. us getting married.”

Spencer rubbed the back of your hand “I do.. a lot. I like thinking about it. You’d be.. amazing looking with a ring on your finger a ring i bought you.”

He smiles up at you “do you wanna marry Me? I wanna Marry you. We should do it right now. Quit, run off to a little cottage things with a bunch of “nerdy books” and live our lives like we want to…”