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Music played out of the headphones in your ears, a bit too loud according to Spencer, but you didn’t care, the jet ride home is one of the only time you can be fully stress free.

Your head layed on his shoulder, waiting for you to fall asleep, but you couldn’t drift off. Spencer noticed it, obviously, because when does he not notice when somethings bothering you.

His head fell down a little, trying to look at you more face to face, “What’s on your mind?” He asked nonchalantly.

You shrugged, “I just can’t drift off, i’m tired but i cant fall asleep”

Sympathy fills his eyes, “I’m sorry, are you stressed?” You shook your head, “C’mere then”

His arm lifted for you to snuggle into him more, humming along to the song that played, which caught Spencer’s interest, he always made sure to like what you like, because you always made sure to do the same for him, “Can i listen?”

A simple question made your heart warm, “Of course” You said with a smile, pulling the headphone out of your ear to give to him.

You sat quietly with him, humming along still, until one song came on, which you quickly paused to tell him, “Listen to this one! The guitar talks!”

“What do you mean the guitar talks?”

DAVID!

What?

Where are you at?

Let me roll onto the sidewalk and take a look.

Woah

Woahh

She’s beautiful.

Spencer’s eyes lit up, especially when the guitar wolf whistled, “That’s genuinely amazing, it’s so clear”

“I know! I’ve been obsessed with it!” You encouraged, “I didn’t even realise it was a guitar first!”

“Oi, lovers! Shut it, some of us are trying to sleep” Derek peeked over the top of his chair and smacked you both on the head, with a file.

Spencer was a know it all, sure, he knew he was smarter than the majority of the world, with an IQ of 187, it wasn't that hard to realise when you're usually the smartest one in the room at all times. But that didn't mean he usually always felt the smallest. or the weakest at most times, he always felt he was perceived as smaller anyway, due to his age compared to his colleagues. But god he wishes he didn't let himself feel as much as he did.

He didn't mean to be so annoying, so rambly. He knew it annoyed everyone around him, but once anyone even remotely mentioned some topic that he knew a ridiculously absurd amount of knowledge about, his mouth ends up moving too quickly for his subconscious to realise what he was doing.

But someone didn't care about his mile-long ramblings, something Spencer only dreamt about. That someone? Was you.

You saw the glow in his eyes dim when anyone made a snide comment on regretting asking a question in the first place. It's why you and him made a pact.

Anytime Reid gets interrupted, you'd click your fingers twice. It was something only you two knew about.

"Next time? You write it down, any point anyone dares to upset you, Reid?" You scoffed, "You write it down and tell me about it when we get time?"

"I won't have to write it down I'll just remember it, it's fin-"

"But I won't. Write it down and give me it. I'll research it so much ill know it more than you." You smirked at that, causing Spence to gain a blush on his cheeks. "I'll remind you, make you know I'm listening. I'll click my fingers or something. Just know I'll always be listening for you"

So that's what he did, every time he got interrupted or ignored, or even downright laughed at, he heard two clicks every time you were somewhat close to him. No matter what conversation you were having on your own, you always managed to hear his conversation and the ignorance that followed.

He always gave you the list after it had gained a couple of topics, which you gladly did your side of the deal which you always did without a complaint. It was always interesting to you, all the knowledge that Spencer knew off the top of his head will always make you in awe of him.

He was in awe of you, always.

She sat there, like usual. Nothing different about her should have made Spencer act this way. Except for the mug she was holding, the contents held the same coffee she always made but that wasn't the reason why Spencer stopped in his tracks.

The mug was of a special blue police box, that he would have recognised a mile away, the main feature of his favourite show. It was a mug of the Tardis. Her smile sipped on the mug, drinking away like normal, but he couldn't move. He was quite literally, starstruck.

"You okay, Pretty Boy?" He didn't have to turn to know who had just spoken to him.

But he turned anyway, locking eyes with Derek instantly, "The mug, Morgan, look at the mug." He whispered.

"What's the prob-"

He was cut off before he could finish the word, "The mug is the Tardis, She likes Doctor Who? Has she ever spoken to you about Doctor Who? How didn't I know she liked the show? Why has she never told me? What Doctor do you think is her favourite? Derek why arent you stressing out about this?"

"Because, Loverboy, it's a mug." His eyebrows raised as if it was no big deal at all, but Spencer thought he was crazy. How can no one care about this? Doctor Who is one of the best shows created and no one is freaking out that the girl he has been, not so, secretly crushing on for the past two years is drinking out of a mug that's about the show.

"Thanks, Morgan, you're great help" He scoffed.

"Would either of you explain to me why you're both staring at that poor girl?" Emily magically appeared in between Derek and Spencer placing her hands on their shoulders.

"Reids freaking out because his lady is drinking out of a mug from a weird nerd show he likes" Morgan takes this opportunity to smirk while taking a sip out of his own mug. Which ended up being a terrible idea, because Emily decided this was a great time to smack Morgan over the head.

"Stop bullying the poor guy, Doctor Who is a great show" Emily defended, which Spencer was greatly appreciative of. However, she turned to him and said, "But, just go talk to her instead of staring at her, you're gonna freak her out, you moron" She pushed him towards her, which he wasn't greatly appreciative of this time.

"Hi!" Spencer smiled at her, sitting lightly on the corner of her desk.

"Hi, are you okay?" She smiled.

He rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah, I just noticed your mug, do- do you like Doctor Who?"

"What? Oh! Yeah, i love it! Have I not told you that before?" Her smile faded slightly, realising that she never told him such an important part of her life.

"No, you, ehm haven't" He giggled slightly, and she took this opportunity to walk over to refill her coffee, which Spencer immediately followed "Did you know the regenerations were an accident?"

"Really?"

"Yeah! A faulty mixing desk made the appearance of William Hartnell overexposed to the point where it was almost white which ended right after Patrick Troughton could be put in his place!"

"It was really an accident? I would have thought they made it on purpose its such an iconic part!" She encouraged, pouring the pot into her now famous mug. "Got any more facts for me, Doctor?"

"Ehm- Sure yeah!" He nodded his head before saying "David Tennant who played the 10th doctor, had a daughter in the episode "The Doctors Daughter" who was played by Georgia Tennant, who he ended up marrying and she's also the daughter of Peter Davidson, the fifth doctor!"

"You really do know everything don't you?" She smiled at him, and Spencer thought his heart had stopped right then.

"Not really, its certianly impossible for a human to know everything but I take pride in knowing I know approximately 78% more facts than the average human." He rolled his lips inwards, into a smile, making her blush which therefore made Spencer blush even more.

"Would you want to come over one time?" She blurted, Spencer taking a back, "I- I mean to watch it with me sometime, you know and we could get to know each other better? Maybe?"

"Really? Like as a date?" Spencer immediatly regretted the words that came out of his mouth, it was obviously not 'like a date' how could he just be so stup-

"Yes Spencer," She smiled at him, "as a date"

"Y-Yeah! That would be great!"

"I'll organise a date and a time then," She says smiling as she walks away.

Spencer stood there starstruck for the second time that day and was approached by Derek and Emily again.

"You alright, kid? You look a bit shaken up" Derek smacked his back.

"My first date ever is watching Doctor who." He stated, smiling like a schoolboy, walking away still smiling.

Emily's hand immediately rose in front of Derek's chest, folding her fingers inwards several times back and forth. "Cmon, owe up"

He immediately opened his wallet and placed 50 dollars into her palm "You suck, Prentiss, you know that right." Almost shouting now as she walks away.