❛ secrets i have held in my heart are harder to hide than i thought ❜
𝐼𝑇 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝑆𝐴𝑇𝑈𝑅𝐷𝐴𝑌 𝑁𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇 so of course, neither Spencer or Valentina had any plans. She was going over to Spencer's house since he needed help putting together a new coffee table. Spencer lacks in the strength department and Valentina goes on runs and trains with a punching bag everyday, so she's the complete opposite.
Valentina wasn't going to work, so she was dressed very differently than she normally is. Valentina wore black Docs, which she did wear to work often, but they were paired with scrunched socks, black tights, and brown shorts that had a grandpa sweater hanging over them. She knocked on the door of his apartment and upon seeing her in different attire, Spencer's heart skipped a beat.
"Hey, Spence. I brought my tools." Valentina only held up her hands when she said that, which confused him a little. "Your hands?"
"Look, Bruce Lee's hands may be registered as lethal weapons, but my hands are registered as wrenches." Valentina joked as she shook her hands a little. Spencer was incredibly glad he got to be graced by her charm on a day he normally wouldn't see her. Spencer laughed and moved to let her inside as he complimented, "You're amazing, Val."
"Spence, if you keep complimenting me, I may just fall in love with you." Valentina teased, but it only made Spencer more nervous. "I thought you already were?"
"In your dreams, beautiful." Valentina ruffled his hair before she actually walked inside of his apartment. As Spencer closed the door behind her, Valentina took in her surroundings. Spencer's apartment was filled with old artworks from the impressionist and expressionist time period, and old wood furniture holding up his thousands of books. "Oh my god, this is exactly what I imagined your apartment would look like."
