Spencer sat at his desk and started to rant on about the human brain and other shit you didn't care about. You just smiled at him in adoration, and a love-filled smile spread across your face. Spencer was so cute whenever he started to rant about facts nobody needed or wanted to know about.. Jeez, you were hopeless. This man encapsulated your whole heart, yet he didn't even know it. Pathetic, honestly. God, this felt disgusting.. You thought this was terrifying; you were supposed to be attracted to women, not men! You hated this. You hated being gay. You hated knowing you couldn't be with Spencer because you knew he loved women, not men. Goddammit. You were paired with Spencer and Emily to investigate a dump site at a case in Mankato, Minnesota. It was a pretty secluded forest from the town only a few miles away. Emily was walking around, as she took in her surroundings. You walked with Spencer to examine the objects left at the scene near the victim's body. He started to talk about statistics and the UnSub, and you just smiled in awe. Spencer crouched down and examined a candle that was left at the scene, and muttered, "You know, there are about 10,000 cults in the United States, but most aren't well-known or famous enough to get noticed nationally." He set the candle down and looked at you. Your gaze was fixated on his lips and dark, hazel eyes.