#i didnt mean to write a minific what the freak guys

[berrymoos]

sharp & sudden interlude from agere arcane talk to criminal minds agere talk ,, cg spencer little elle i luv u sososoooo much ...mean the world n the stars to me (ᗒᗩᗕ)

idea that maybe elle doesn't exactly need a caregiver—she can handle things by herself & that's okay—but she finds comfort in knowing someone will be there for her, whether that means holding her tight after a nightmare or watching her color quietly on the couch

canon-compliant idea that elle n spencer have late night calls while elle is on recovery leave & spencer is keenly aware of her sentences turning more into simple phrases, her words growing mushy, her tone falling soft ... but he says nothing about it. it's getting late, he muses, so she's tired. that's what's going on. but deep down, he knows it's much more than that

(and, of course, an idea that is very similar to the aforementioned but spencer does know what's going on & it brings the softest grin upon his face.

“uh-oh,” he'd hum once he catches elle's mumbled words obscured by her yawn, turning over underneath the heaviness of his duvet, “someone's getting sleepy.”

elle, normally, would respond rather quickly—a quiet agreement or a sarcastic albeit playful quip about how she could never be tired, it's only two o'clock in the morning—but here, in the fuzziness of her own head, wrapped up in the warmth of her chest and tangled under blankets of her own, it takes her a beat to comprehend what is said. when she does, it turns into a whine—the whine, the same whine spencer receives when their time together has reached its natural conclusion.

“no.” it might as well be her favorite word, because it's never a stranger on her tongue. “no. no’. . .not s’eepy, spen.”

as always, the fight will prove to be fruitless.)