You knew perfectly well that your fiancé was a very busy man, being a genius in the FBI was not an easy roll to fill.

This makes you very lenient about how cleanly he leaves the house, since he's barely home. However, an issue that you frequently run into is Spencer leaving his converse out in the middle of the entrance.

You smile softly as you close the door behind you, glancing down at the discarded shoes in front of you, picking them up and setting them on the rack.

Spencer was home.