Spencer and you had been dating for quite a while. He was different from any other guy you had ever been with, eccentric maybe.

He wasn't the kind of boyfriend who would make out with you in your car or be flirty in the conventional way, but rather ramble for hours about paradoxes, quantum physics and his favorite authors as well as flooding you with random facts about everything.

It was his way of showing love and you had grown used to it.

You liked the way his big hazel eyes would light up while talking about something he enjoyed, the way he would gesticulate exaggeratedly when he was excited about a certain subject, the way he would over explain things... it all made Spencer who he was.

That afternoon, he finally took a break from all the work in the BAU, which meant you could finally have a movie marathon like you had been planning to.

“...it's ridiculous, the movie's core concept of cloning dinosaurs from ancient DNA is highly improbable.” he rambles. “DNA degrades over time, and even if trapped in amber, it would be unlikely to be usable after millions of years. Also, the movie mixes dinosaurs from different geological periods, like the Jurassic and Cretaceous and–”

Before he can finish, you shove some popcorn into his mouth.

“Hey!” he protests, his mouth now full.