You and Spencer have both worked for the FBI for a while, joining after similar ages and a few months apart the team thought you’d be best of friends, but really, you’re just normal co-workers.

Well that is on the surface, after the trauma the job put you both through you started hanging out to comfort each other. Neither of you know what happened to lead it to meaningless nights shared.

It’s a hot night in Texas, the case has been rough and hard to figure out. After grabbing some food with the team you both went to his room.

Now your pushed against his door making out. Both of you try to tell the other- and yourselves no but your bodies keep on saying yes. He tries to tell himself stop but your lips leave him breathless.

Spencer pauses for a second and smiled against your lips and mumbled in a breathy voice “We’re idiots for this”