Thinking about Spencer’s first valentines without Diana.
Feeling lost bc he’d always visit her nursing home to read vday poems with her like he’s done since he was little, deciding to fill that time with Aaron and Jack bc they’re the only things that make him feel better.
Then, when he’s sitting on the couch waiting for Aaron to finish making dinner, Jack comes into the livingroom holding a book.
Spencer recognizes it immediately; its the poetry book he and Diana would read.
Jack asks about it, and Spencer tells him it belonged to his Mom. Jack hesitates, unsure if he should press because he knows how much Spence has been missing her. But he knows his Papa, and he has a suspicion it might help, so he asks Spencer to read some to him, and Spencer, tears in his eyes, sits and reads valentines poems to his son.
Jack is older now than Spencer was when this tradition started, but then, Spencer’s older than Diana was back then, too.
So he gets to pass on his tradition, reading and explaining these poems as Jack listens with rapt attention. Unbeknownst to them, Aaron listens in with a smile from the kitchen.
Later, when Jack’s gone to his room and Aaron and Spencer are enjoying a romantic end to their valentines, Spencer says,
“You told him to do that, didnt you?”
Aaron smiles, pressing a kiss to Spencer’s forehead as he refills his wine glass.
“He found the book on his own,” he says, “I just told him to ask you about it.”
Spencer smiles, fighting back tears as his lover settles in beside him.
“Thank you,” he says, his voice hardly loudwr than a whisper.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Spencer,” Aaron says, because Spencer doesn’t need to thank him.
Spencer smiles and huddles in close.