You yawned slightly as you hit accept on your ringing phone, watching as your boyfriend’s face appeared on the screen. He smiled at you, the background behind him some hotel room. “Hi, [Name].”
You offered a small smile back at the tired man, leaning against your bedboard with a blanket messily wrapped around your body, smelling faintly of the profiler you were speaking to.
Spencer positioned his phone against the pillow, laying down with his head facing you, beginning to ramble about his day. About the annoying know-it-all detective who ignored most of his theories about the unsub, about how Emily brought in donuts for the team, and how Hotch sent him to get some sleep after finding out Reid had downed three cups of coffee in one hour. You listened quietly, offering small feedback every so often.
As he finished talking about- for the third time- JJ’s baby, he realized you hadn’t spoken in a bit, and looked over at his phone. A tiny smile crept onto his face when he saw you tucked up against the pillow, blanket slightly covering your face as you slept. He laughed softly, reaching to the bedside table and turning off the hotel light before grabbing his own blanket.
Spencer mumbled a soft ‘Good night, I love you.’ to your sleeping image, letting himself fall asleep as close to you as he could be right now.
