face time

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To: spencer💕
can i call you or are you busy

From: spencer💕
I'm just in my motel room! You can call! Remember to use correct grammar!😄😘

I laugh at his text and face time him. I just got him an iPhone about four weeks ago. He still doesn't know how to use it. I thought he should upgrade, i'm tired of not seeing my boyfriend while he's away on cases. I get really lonely without him here.

He answers and puts her phone to his ear. "Spencer, take the phone off your ear" I laugh. "What?" he asks. "Put the phone in front of your face" I tell him.

He puts the phone in front of his face and his eyes widen. "Since when can a phone do this" he inspects his screen. "Since forever babe"

"I didn't think technology was this advanced. Face time is so unnecessary!" he exclaims. He lies down on his bed. "Is it though?" I say with a hint of sarcasm. "Yes. Very." he tells me. "Oh so you don't want to see me?" I tease him knowing he's going to feel bad. "W-What no. I never said that. I-I just I love seeing you an-and I just" he sighs. "I love you and I love seeing your face I just think it's stupid and has no purpose other than seeing you of course"

I loved how nervous he was. He's like a weird hormonal teenage boy asking out a girl. It's cute. And less weird, teenage boys are so weird. Spencer is way more respectful than them that's for sure.

"I was just teasing baby, I know you love me" I put my phone on my bed stand. "Wanna see my pajamas?" I ask Spencer. He nods and I stand up showing off my cookie monster pajamas. I do a quick twirl before pulling the hood over my eyes. "I love it babe" he says. "Okay now let me see your pajamas" I tell him sitting down on my bed and moving my phone to face me.

"I'm just in a white shirt and some sweats" he tells me. "So, I still want to see"

He stands up and puts his camera on the vanity that his motel room has. He backs up and smiles at the camera. "Okay, here it is. I'm wearing the fluffy socks you bought me. One of the poodle ones and one llama" he picks up one of his feet trying to show me. He almost trips but quickly stands up straight.

I laugh a bit at his actions before speaking. "So you like the socks?" he nods frantically. He's adorable. Like a little puppy. He grabs his phone and lies back on the bed. "When are you coming back home, you've been there for so long" I pout.

He frowns when he sees me pout. "I'm leaving tomorrow morning, when I get back home I'm going to take a nap with you" he tells me.

I huge grin appears on my face. "I can't wait my love" I tell him.

He blushes and turns his face away. "Awe babe don't hide your face" I tell him, he blushes even more. Once he turns back and looks at me it's silent for a while. I feel my eyes getting heavy. "Spence can you tell me a story please" I say.

"Of course, what kind of story?" he asks smiling at me. "Any you want" I reply putting my phone by my lamp standing it up trying to get comfortable in my bed. "Okay i'll tell you the story of 'Thumbelina" he starts.

"A long time ago and far, far away an old woman was sitting in her rocking chair thinking how happy she would be if she had a child. Then, she heard a knock at the door and opened it" he starts saying quietly.

I listen to his soothing voice. Hm. This kind of has me thinking, do I want kids? Does Spencer want kids?

"A lady was standing there and she said, "If you let me in, I will grant you a wish." The old woman let the woman in firstly because she felt pity, secondly because she knew what she'd wish for...a child. After she washed the lady up and fed her, she saw that she was really beautiful." he said making a scratchy voice for the witch part. I laugh and shift.

"The lady slept soundly all night long and then right before she left, she said, "Now, about your wish. What do you want?"

The lady thought about most people's wishes to be richest in the world, most powerful person, the smartest, and the prettiest. But the old woman wished for
something the lady could not believe. She said, "I would like a child."

"What did you say?" she asked because she was astonished at what the old lady asked for. The old lady repeated what she said. "I would like a child."

The lady then placed a tiny seed in the old woman's hand and gave her instructions. " Plant this seed, water it carefully, watch over it, and give it your love. If you do all those things, then you will have a child."

So the old woman did all of those things the lady had told her to. In a week, there was a beautiful yellow flower in place of the seed. The next day, the flower bloomed. Inside the flower was a beautiful little girl who was the size of the woman's thumb so she a called her Thumbellina. She made her a little dress out of golden threads. Thumbellina slept in a walnut shell and brought the old woman joy and happiness.

But, one day when Thumbellina went down for her nap, a frog hopped through the open window and said, "You will be a perfect bride for my son," and she took Thumbellina to a lily pad and hopped off to find her son.

Thumbellina cried and some little guppies heard her and chewed the roots off the lily pad to help her escape. Thumbellina's lily pad floated away. A few hours later, she finally stopped floating. During the summer, she ate berries and drank the dew off the leaves. But then winter came and she needed shelter. A kindly mouse let her stay with it, but it said, "You'll have to marry my friend, Mole, because I cannot keep you for another winter."

The next day she went to see Mole. In one of tunnels, she found a sick bird and said, "Poor thing, I will bury it." Then she found out that it was still alive and she cared for it until was ready to fly. It flew off. That fall she nearly had to marry Mole. But then she heard a familiar tweet and an idea popped up in the bird's head.

"You can come down to the warm country," said the bird, so Thumbellina hopped on the bird's back and flew to the warm country. The people there who were like her renamed her Erin. She married a prince and she lived happily ever after.The end"

He narrated the rest of the story. "That was a lovely story Spencer, thank you" I tell him.

He smiles at me. "Any time Y/n" he whispers. "I'm gonna go to sleep goodnight I love you" I whisper. "Goodnight, I love you more"

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SORRY THIS IS REALLY SHORT AND HALF OF IT IS THE STORY LMAO.

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