the rain danced on [y/n’s] window rhythmically. [y/n] was on their bed, scrolling mindlessly on their phone, that was until xavier texted them.
they looked up from their phone, straight towards their window where they saw xavier drenched in rain, pleading to come in. they let him in and he made himself comfortable on [y/n’s] bed. “what do you need xavier?” [y/n] said with their arms crossed.
“what, can’t i come visit my lovely [y/n]?” he said, closing the gap between them with a hug and a kiss on their forehead. “i’ve missed you this week, ” he whispered, “ive been busy with wednesday all week and when i came to find you, i couldn't - where were you?”
[y/n] looked up as they spoke, “i’ve been hiding from you.”
“what, why?” he asked with a confused expression, slightly loosening his grip on his partner.
“well, wednesday addams,”
everyone was talking about her, naming her ‘the new emo girl’ in school, and xavier was part of the group, all he talked about was his fasciation with wednesday.
“the days before i was hiding from you, all you would do is talk about her, it was like you were her own personal fan boy!” they took a step away from his embrace, “oh my gosh, wednesday this, oh my gosh wednesday that, i’m sure she’s lovely but, i got tired hearing my boyfriend fangirl about some girl, so i started hiding from you.”
xavier’s lips formed a smirk, “you know what? something about you smells real bad. ‘wanna know what it is?” [y/n] looks at him, “it’s jealousy.” he said teasingly.
“i am not jealous.”
“you are so, but you know what? its okay, i understand i’ve been spending a lot of time with her and i’m sorr-”
“not a lot, a huge amount! it’s so unfair!” [y/n] crossed their arms, slightly pouting.
“okay, i’ve been spending a huge amount of time with her. i’m so sorry baby, please let me make it up to you, okay?”
“...okay.”
xavier smiled wide and embraced [y/n] once more, this time kissing them deeply. “next time please tell me these things okay? i don't want to make you feel left out of anything.”
[y/n] sat comfortably in spencer’s house reading a book they picked out of one of his many bookshelves, waiting for him to come home.
in the small time they have been together, it had become a ritual for [y/n] to be waiting at spencer’s house after a case. [y/n] would: cook a meal, both for spencer and them, light some candles, and wait for him on his sofa with a book. it was something that brought spencer and [y/n] comfort, as they both anxiously waited to see eachother after his cases.
after a hard case, this ritual had become extremely important to him as the case he was coming back from was particularly long. the time away from [y/n] made spencer realise that he missed his partner deeply, not just emotionally but physically too.
whilst he was on the case, trying to hunt down another white male in his late 30s, spencer could not get [y/n] out of his head. every time he came back to his hotel room, all he could think about was how he wished [y/n]’s arms were wrapped around him.
physical touch was something new they had introduced into the relationship and with spencer being a germaphobe, he hated touching, especially their hands. [y/n] was very apprehensive of introducing it into the relationship but it was something they deeply appreciated so they both decided they would slowly introduce it.
both [y/n] and spencer had been spending a lot of time at each others apartments and just before spencer left, both of them had just recently started sleeping in the same bed, cuddling each other to fall asleep. [y/n] had gotten used to this, so when spencer had to leave for his job, it meant that they missed having spencer wrapped in their arms dearly.
[y/n]’s thoughts were disrupted when they heard the lock turn and the door fling open, they quickly got up to greet their boyfriend, “hi, baby!” they smiled warmly and quickly embraced him.
“hi, my love,” he grinned, “what did you cook? it smells amazing.”
“i cooked your favourite!” they said excitedly.
spencer took this time to get changed from his work clothes, into comfortable wear. he made his way to the kitchen where [y/n] was cleaning the dishes they had dirtied because of the meal and he leaned against the doorframe, admiring his partner.
[y/n] finished cleaning the dishes and turned to walk out the room, “jesus spence, you scared me!” they said startled, walking past spencer to get to the living room.
spencer followed them as though he was a lost puppy, [y/n] plopped themselves on the sofa. spencer pouted at them and [y/n] looked at him curiously before asking, “what’s wrong spence?”
“i missed you so much during the case,” he whined as [y/n] stared at him lovingly, “all i could think about was your hugs, your kisses, your cuddles — all my thoughts were being invaded by you!” he explained, “it was almost like i was craving you but, i couldn’t even do anything about it since you where nowhere near me.”
[y/n] smiled at him, “oh yeah?”
“yeah.” he pouted, crossing his arms in the process.
“i think we should do something about that shouldn’t we?” spencer nodded eagerly.
[y/n] laid on the sofa, indicating to spencer to lie down with them. he quickly plopped himself onto [y/n] as they wrapped their arms around him, rubbing soothing circles into his back with one hand, and with the other, playing with his hair.
“mmmm, this feels so nice, thank you my love.” he said loving all the attention he was receiving.
