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His hands are warm.
They're cozy on your hips as he places them on the flesh left exposed by your low resting sweatpants. They're shaky, shivering as if they're not scalding hot on your skin, carefully grasping at you. His fingernails are cut short, right down to his fingertips, and yet he still manages to create faint red crescents with the way he's clutching onto your sides.
With a light tug at your waist he brings you closer to him, close enough to allow his head to nuzzle in the crook of your neck. He does so gently, careful not to scratch you with his slight stubble, though he fails in doing so. "I've missed you," he croaks out "-so bad." His hold on your waist tightens desperately, hands now grasping at you as he lets out a heavy sigh.
"Long case?" you ask carefully, letting your hands snake up his neck and into the back of his head. Your fingers melt into his hair with ease, and you can already feel Spencer's hold on you loosen. He responds with a muffled hum against your neck that manages to crack halfway through, to which you hum back in return. You gently play with his hair as his hold on you doesn't cease, instead falling deeper and deeper into your touch as he finally lets his mind rest.
He needs moments like these after longer cases. You've noticed even before dating that Spencer has a tough time switching his high-alert, profiler brain off so that he can recharge. That's why, when he comes home from longer cases like these, you simply indulge him and his need to soak in your presence.
Gently, you pull away, ignoring the subtle groan climbing up Spencer's throat as you take his hand. "C'mon, let's get you in something comfy." He silently lets you lead him into the bedroom, plopping down on the bed as you pull out a cardigan and some sweatpants. You place the clothes down next to him before reaching for the jacket he's wearing. He moves his arms so that you can pull it off, his eyes closed in serenity. You hang the jacket up swiftly before going for his tie, softly tugging at it, letting itself become loose around his neck.
"Y'know, this is my third favorite tie of yours," you say with a soft smile. His eyes carefully open as he smiles back. "Only third?" You nod with a hum, smile growing wider. "Seeing I have a lot of ties, I made a very lucky pick, then," he chuckles out, eyes looking up at you as you pull his tie from over his head. "Mm, are you now thinking about the statistic probability surrounding the chances of you wearing this tie?"
He chuckles again, still staring at you as you now make work of the buttons of his blouse. "No, I'm just wondering what your favorite tie is." You laugh at that as you pull away from Spencer, allowing him to shrug off his blouse and hand it to you. "How about we make it a game? You guess what my favorite tie of yours is, and then-"
"-then I get to pick the movies for our next five movie nights?" You grin at him "Deal. Now please take off your pants because I'm not cuddling you while you're wearing outside-pants."
As Spencer shuffles out of his pants he mumbles something under his breath.
"Hm?"
Spencer doesn't look up, but the smirk playing on his lips makes you groan.
"Bumblebee print."
"I fucking knew it, oh my god," you groan out, a playful smile stuck on your features. "This was all just so that we-"
"-we wouldn't watch Bill and Ted next week. I've said it before and I'll say it again, they stole from Doctor Who. I refuse to acknowledge thieves," he huffs out.
"I'm gonna make you watch all the movies on my birthday now, you know that right?"
You both burst into soft laughter as Spencer finishes wearing his sweatpants, standing up so you can help him put on his cardigan. "You're gonna completely forget to do that, you know that right?" he shoots back, making your died down laughter pick back up again. "Don't make me write it down, pretty boy," you chuckle out as you lead Spencer back into the living room, hands intertwined. You hum as his warmth envelops you again, giggling softly as he clumsily kicks off his shoes before falling into the couch. You join him into the plushy depths, letting him wrap his arms and legs around you.
"Have I said that I missed you yet?" he sighs out.
"Mhm."
"Well, I missed you."