Spencer sat down on the couch slowly, wondering what exactly she was about to say. He arched, pulling the books out and setting them to the side.
"What do you mean?"
Ryan looked at him and frowned. She knew that look. She had perfected that look. He was retreating into himself, waiting for bad news. Waiting to be left or hurt or something. Ryan took a step towards him and frowned when he pulled back.
"What do you mean?" He repeated. He trusted her and he was wondering if there was a need to doubt that. He hadn't done anything to her. He hadn't cheated or even thought about it! It had barely been two weeks since he left. Could she not handle the distance? Is that what this is about.
"Spencer, I'm not going to hurt you."
"I think I'll be the judge of that." He said, curtly and Ryan frowned. He was defensive and it was her fault. Wrong use of words.
"It's... Spence."
Spencer looked away from her and she reached out for him again. He nearly flinched.
"Baby." She moved to his lap and grabbed his face. "Look at me."
"Are you breaking up with me?" He asked, softly, raising his eyes to hers.
Ryan looked at him, seeing the heart broken look in his eyes and all she could think about was how much Henry resembled him, even in their desperation. She pushed the hair away from his forehead and kissed it.
"Never."
He grabbed her by her wrists and kissed her roughly. Passionately. Enough to take her breath away. She pulled back and stared at him.
"Wh-What was that for?"
"Whatever you need to tell me can wait. As long as we're okay. I need you now."
"I..what?"
"I thought I was losing you and it... I need you."
Ryan looked at him and grabbed at his face, pulling him back to her lips. Her confession could wait.
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Spencer kissed Ryan's shoulder. "Ryan?"
She grunted and buried closer into his chest. "Sleep."
Spencer was quiet for a minute before he kissed her neck. "Wake up."
"Twice is enough, Spence. Sleep."
"...I'm not... I want to know what you were going to tell me."
"Tomorrow."
He kissed her ear. "Now."
"No." She grunted and pulled the blankets over them more, hoping to block out the annoying, yet comfortable disturbance.
"I won't be able to sleep if you don't tell me."
She sighed and pulled back to look at him. "Who says you'll be able to sleep if I tell you?"
Spencer looked at her confused. "Price I'm willing to pay."
"It's a conversation. A conversation I am too tired to have. Remember that I came here straight from a case? a case that took three long days and a lot of energy that I spent more of making you...well... we both enjoyed that I have to admit, but now.. I need to sleep and you need to shut up."
"But-"
"But nothing. Patience. Learn it. and silently."
Spencer pouted and Ryan moved against him, resting her head on his chest. She kissed above his heart before closing her eyes again.
"I love you."
"Yeah."
He yelped when she bit him hard.
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Spencer watched her as she moved around the kitchen. He raised a spoonful of cereal to his mouth, put it in his mouth, and chewed, his eyes never leaving hers. She looked the same as normal. No signs of nervousness or anxiety. She had said last night that she wasn't breaking up with him and at the moment, he had took it as everything was fine, that they just needed to talk about things. The moments following had been filled with what ifs and possibilities. Maybe she had cheated on him. She knew it was wrong and still wanted to be with him and that's why she needed to be honest. Honest even though it hurt. He frowned, watching her. There didn't seem to be any shame on her face. Wouldn't there be shame? He'd be ashamed if he did that. He had been ashamed when he did it with JJ.
"So.."
"Are you done profiling me?"
"I wasn't profiling." Spencer said, before taking another bite of sugary cereal. He hoped he looked innocent rather than guilty.
Ryan leaned against the counter and looked at him. "I know that look."
Spencer smiled a little before looking at her. "It's tomorrow."
She sighed. "Spencer, I'm going home in like 6 hours. Can't we just-"
"Exactly why we should have this conversation now. You're leaving."
Ryan looked down at the cereal box and frowned. "And what if we talk and you don't want me to come back?"
"How could I want that?" He grabbed at her wrist and pulled her over.
"If... you did something that could...damaging to our relationship then we'll..."
Ryan looked at him, sitting on his lap. "Are you infering that I need to tell you that I cheated on you?"
"I...well, isn't that it?"
"You think that I would do that?" Ryan got up and stared at him, obviously angry.
"I..uh..I.."
"I'm not you, Spencer."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You know what-"
"I haven't cheated on you, Ryan."
"Yet. You could. With JJ. Who do you think I slept with, huh? Will?"
Spencer played with the spoon in his bowl. "I... I don't know."
"You can be such an asshole sometimes, Spencer. Do you know that? Most of the time, you act like you're better than everyone else and it's okay, because...well, you are... but then other times, the whole 'I know everything' act can get a little old. It's very infuriating."
Spencer stared at her before standing up and raising his hands in frustration.
"Okay. I made a wrong inference! What else could it be? You aren't breaking up with me, You didn't cheat...then what? What else could it be? You made it seem like it's bad, so I can't assume you're moving to DC or that- "
"I'm pregnant."