Don't.

Do not call.

It's nearly 12, (Y/N). He's probably not even awake. And you've only been dating a few weeks, that's completely inappropriate.

But, that's a boyfriend's job, right?

Okay, I'll call once. It doesn't hurt to try.

I turned over in bed, reaching over to my bedside table for my phone. I slid my finger across the screen and searched for Spencer's number, only taking a matter of seconds. I drew in a deep breath as I pressed the "call" button, pressing the phone against my ear. A few seconds in, Spencer's voice finally broke through (I told myself it was only a few seconds when in reality it felt like I'd been holding the phone for ten minutes.)

"Hello?" He spoke and I faltered for a second, I didn't expect him to answer.

"Hey, did I wake you?" I asked.

"No, just up filling out paperwork." He replied.

"Oh." I said, not entirely sure where to carry the conversation from here. This was all on a spur of a moment, I hadn't really thought any of this through.

"Speaking of, why are you awake?" Spencer inquired.

"Couldn't really sleep, figured I'd call you." I replied.

"Well, you can come over if you'd like. I'll probably be up for awhile." He spoke, his hesitation evident. I wasn't sure if it was that he didn't want me over, but felt impolite if he didn't ask or thought I might reject.

"Are you sure that's okay?" I asked.

"Of course, I'll leave the door unlocked if you wanna come up." Spencer replied, sounding much more solid in his choices.

"See you in a few." I replied.

"See you then." He said before hanging up.

That was definitely not the outcome I was expecting, I'm not one to question a good thing though. I hadn't noticed the grin that traced my lips until I was forcing it away.

I decided to stay in my t shirt, but slip into a pair of shorts. I turned towards the full length mirror that laid against my wall, looking over my appearance. I pulled my hair into a pony tail, just wanting my hair away from my face. I chewed on my lip as I thought through how I'd approach this.

Well, he's a profiler. Maybe I wouldn't have to. In his own time.

–

After a five minute drive that had never seemed longer, I was stood at Spencer's door step. I brought my hand to the door and knocked three times, not even giving myself the chance to talk myself out of it. Spencer seemed to open the door almost instantly, he gave me a smile, stepping aside to let me inside.

"Hey." I smiled once he'd shut the door behind us, leaning down to place a kiss on my cheek.

"Hello," He smiled back in return, walking to take his place back at his desk, "You can lie on the couch while I work, are you feeling alright?" He asked.

I sat onto the cushion and glanced around the apartment. The apartment I'd been in countless times before, but from my perspective it felt completely foreign seeing as to why I came here. A reason Spencer still hadn't seemed to recognize.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I nodded, placing my hands onto my thighs, tucking them between.

"Are you sure? It's unusual for you to call this late." He asked, his eyes flickering down to the placement of my hands.

"I'm fine, Spence. Just continue your work. I only wanted to come see you." I spoke, not entirely a lie. His brows furrowed, looking over my face before turning back to the short stack of papers that had previously captured his attention.

And it continued on like that. Small conversation, and Spencer looking for the occasional confirmation that I was okay.

"You need me to get you anything while you're working?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"I'm fine, love." He spoke, his tongue darting out to wet his lips, causing me to sharply draw in a breath. Spencer turned his attention to me when he'd heard my sound and frowned.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked for seemingly the hundredth time that evening.

"Perfectly fine." I nodded, crossing my legs.

Spencer seemed to take note of my actions, his eyes slowly flickering up to mine before a smirk made its way onto his lips. He stood up from his chair, walking over to me in two steps before kneeling in front of me.

"A little frustrated, are we?" He asked, placing his hands on the sides of my thighs.

"How could you tell?" I mocked.

"Your breathing was uneven the second you walked through that door," He spoke, cocking his head in the direction of the door to emphasize his point, "And your eyes are dilated." He continued, grabbing my arm and slowly running his hand down until it was placed in my own.

"Is that it?" I mused, leaning down to where my nose barely brushed his, turning my head lightly to the side.

"Your tone is slightly intimidating, but your body betrays your act. I thought you'd notice I was taking your pulse as well," He whispered, his eyes flickering down to my lips, "And every time I glanced over from my work, you seemed to continually be clenching your thighs."

"Didn't think you were watching me." I spoke, leaning in to steal a kiss from his lips, one that barely lasted half a second.

"Oh, my dear, how could I take my eyes off of you?" He spoke softly. I let a small smile take over my lips, bringing my lip between my teeth to force it away.

"Don't do that." Spencer spoke, a slight layer of sternness in his voice. Commanding, but his expression was soft.

"Do what?" I asked.

"Bite your lip like that." He replied, reaching up to place his thumb onto my bottom lip, lightly pulling it in his direction before releasing.

"I don't know what you'd expect." I lightly chuckled.

"I don't know what you were thinking either, but if you need me to take care of you, I will." He spoke, his hands returning to their place on my thighs.

"Are you sure?" I asked, I didn't want him feeling obligated.

"Of course. After all, you are mine. Anything I can do to provide for you, whether it's emotionally, financially, physically, I will do." He spoke.

"Then please do." I smiled, letting out a small yelp as Spencer lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist in reflex.

"Can't risk letting you get away." He whispered, his nose brushing against mine.

I gave him a small smile, nudging my nose against his before replying,

"Good luck with that ever happening."