You’ve known Spencer for six years.

You met through the BAU. You worked as Direct Partners. Been best friends ever since the beginning, and have been dating for about five months.

Your relationship went public about two months ago when you’d been taken hostage by an unsub.

The two of you practically lived together. Spent just about every second of the last six years attached at the hip.

For the last month or so, Spence had been experiencing migraines. The doctors never gave him any official diagnosis, which infuriated him.

You’d been assisting him through the hardship by giving him caffeinated beverages and massaging his neck and shoulders, always keeping a bottle of ibuprofen on hand.

You had slept over at Spencer’s apartment that night.

You awoke in the middle of the night to Spence sat up in bed, rubbing his temples.

He must’ve had a migraine.