In an insanely odd way, he had never felt more loved.

The two of you hadn't been going out for a long time, but in the time you were- it was extremely passionate and sweet; you were like sunshine in Spencer's cloudy world.

However, there was one.. small, teeny tiny little issue. You were a bit affectionate. Like.. very affectionate.

Not that Spencer minded, of course. He enjoyed your attention. He just wasn't super used to someone being that into him.

He especially wasn't used to someone spending the night, which you just did.

It was a lot of fun, even if he was insanely nervous the entire time. The two of you made dinner together, watched your favorite show and did other activities which landed you in his bed. Once Spencer woke up the next morning, you were on top of him like a koala bear. You were still so pretty, even if you were out like a light.

Spencer eventually was able to pry you off of him without waking you up, and he started his morning routine. He was getting ready for the day by making breakfast, and was greeted by his bedroom door creaking and you coming out in..

His shirt?

It was quite cute, honestly. Your hair all messy, your tired eyes and your big yawn. It was a sight he could see himself getting used to. The two of you made eye contact and he smiled as you walked over to him.

Your arms wrapped around his waist and he felt you bury your head into his shoulder. Spencer laughed softly and the affection and spoke.

"Good morning, sunshine." He chuckled.

"You look like you slept nice. Real warm, too. How're you doing? Sleep well?"

He awaited your response, but was met with your grumblings and sighs.

"What's the matter? You wanna go back to bed? Or- oh, are you hungry?" He smiled brightly, praying you wouldn't respond with another "hmph."