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im watching spencer compilations (as one does) and i got to the lego tower stream bit where spencer tells shayne "get on your knees boy" and it just. does somethin to me yknow

OOHHH are you kiddinnnggg?? he makes me weak, dude. def writing a fic based on that. should it be like him saying it in a live stream and teasing reader or him saying it during private secy time

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ridin' - spencer agnew x m!reader

author's note : this is my first smut guys >-< the ending is lwk shit but it's okay, cause just imagine riding spencer agnew bro

word count : 1,590

It started out as a joke. One joke, one off hand comment during a gaming video with Spencer and Amanda, that's all! You had walked in while they were playing GeoGuessr, and there wasn't an extra chair. Spencer looked up at you with a small glimmer in his eyes before leaning back to pat his lap. "C'mon, kitten," He says, putting on a gross voice that sounded like a Discord Moderator. Everyone in the room bursts out laughing and completely missed the way your face tinted red at the idea.

That incident was a week ago. Nobody had spoke about it, it was like it had never happened. But you felt different. Your heart pounded whenever you were near Spencer and your eyes trailed down to his lap most of the time. Unable to stop yourself from thinking about how it would feel to sit on his thighs, to rub his chest and kiss on his neck—

God, you should stop. This is your boss! And you're daydreaming about sitting on his lap?? What is wrong with you?

Currently, you were practically pacing around in the kitchen. You had made a cup of coffee, drank half, and now your mind was going haywire. His thighs, his hands, his arms, his tattoos, his eyes! Oh, and his lips, his laugh, his curls—

You get thrown back to reality by walking chest first into someone, a can crashing to the floor. "Oh! I-I'm so sorry, I'll get it cleaned up and get you a-a new drink," You sputter, immediately going to grab paper towels and dry off whoever you just made a mess of, until you hear the small laugh. Spencer.

"No, it's okay, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. It's not your fault, dude, plus those things are bad for me anyways." He says, his kind eyes watching you as your hand pathetically dabs his chest; which was soaked in Mountain Dew Kickstart. Your heart stuttered and your entire body felt jittery as your eyes went wide. You swallowed and tried to push it down as you nod, stepping back. "Y-Yeah, you're probably right. Still, I shouldn't… shouldn't have been just pacing around, that was stupid." You mutter, too low to actually be heard by anyone as you throw away the paper towels.

Spencer hums and tilts his head, his interest piqued. He had heard the rapid pacing, but he assumed that it was the art department leaving for lunch or some of the cast walking about and chatting. Not you, one of the quietest editors to work at Smosh. "Are you doing okay, (y/n)? You seem a bit… stressed." Spencer says, leaning back against the counter behind him. You make the mistake of glancing over and you catch sight of the way his thighs bulge slightly against the fabric of his khakis.

Oh no, oh fuck, abort mission, abort mission! You thought, feeling your jeans tighten around your crotch.

You nod and look away almost immediately. "Yeah, fine. Uhm.. just.. a lot of videos to edit! Okay, good chat, see ya later, alligator!" You spew stupidly before you can stop yourself, quickly jogging back to your desk.

Spencer watches you leave before sighing. Did you hate him? What if he made you uncomfortable, or you didn't like how often he gave you work? That was the last thing he wanted, he really liked you.

He glances around the kitchen and realizes you left you mug of coffee on the counter in your rush to leave. Spencer takes a deep breath before grabbing your mug with the intent of returning it.

He walks down the hall to the editing room and slowly arrives at your desk. "Hey, uh, (y/n)? Uhm, you left your mug in the kitchen. Listen, I-I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or upset or something." Spencer says, setting your mug on your desk. You stare up at him, your face red.

Uncomfortable?? You could never make me uncomfortable! The only thing you make me is hard—

"What? N-No, no, no, Spence, you don't make me feel like that. I'm fine. You're fine. I mean, you're incredibly hot, but I- Uh–" You stutter, your mouth moving before your brain could process what you were saying. Oh shit. Oh no…

Spencer's eyes widen and his lips quirk into a small and surprised smile. "I… You think I'm incredibly hot?" He asks, tilting his head. You felt like letting the Earth swallow you whole right now.

"I-I didn't say– I didn't mean– That's not what I—" You nearly whine from frustration and built up arousal from the past week before standing up to be eye level with Spencer. You look into his eyes as you take a deep breath.

"Listen… I… You-You have been… driving me crazy for the past week. Since that stupid thing you said in the GeoGuessr video. I-I haven't been able to stop thinking about sitting on your lap and-and kissing you and touching you…" You explain, your voice low with embarrassment and need. After you finish speaking, you glance up at Spencer to judge his reaction.

Spencer stares at you for a second, his lips parted in surprise. He thought he made you uncomfortable, this whole time you just wanted to jump his bones? "Wait, you… You've… been all jumpy because you… want me?" He asks, as if he wanted to make sure he understood what was happening.

You swallow and nod slightly, looking in his eyes. You chew on your bottom lip for a second before giving in. You step closer to him and grip the collar of his hoodie, pulling him closer to your body to crash your lips into his. Spencer hums, one hand going to your hip while the other grips the desk for stability. After a second, he melts into you, closing his eyes and tilting his head to give you room to work.

You almost immediately took advantage of his movement because you continue kissing him as you walk him backwards onto the couch by the door. You break the kiss, only to push him down and straddle his lap before going right back to locking your lips together. Spencer groans quietly when he feels your weight on top of him, his hands resting on your hips as he kisses back.

You get slightly impatient, all the sexual frustration from the past week rising until it boiled over, your hips starting to gently rock down against him. Your tongue slips out to lick at Spencer's lips, prodding and poking until it finds it's way in between them. The kiss grows heated as you go full out, French kissing and grinding on him.

Your hands rub his chest and neck, your fingers occasionally gripping and playing with his beard. Spencer groans, starting to feel the built up sexual frustration radiating from you. His hips buck up slightly, his body growing hot with need. "Fuck, (y/n)," He says, his voice hoarse from the kissing as he speaks against your lips. "I-I need you, can you," He starts, his hands trailing to your waistband as his fingers start to unbutton them.

You gasp and grin, reaching down to help him. You rid yourself of your jeans and pull Spencer's sweatpants down enough to reveal the bulge in his boxers. You press your own erection against his and grind, pleasure spiking throughout both of your bodies. You moan and shift slightly, rolling your hips continuously against his as you both groan with pleasure. Spencer makes an almost strangled noise as you surge forward and bite down onto his bicep. "Oh, f-fuck!" He grunts, his eyes widening slightly. "Jesus, babe, you've been craving this, huh?" He murmurs, closing his eyes from the pressure of your teeth digging into his skin. You felt his hips buck up into you as you leave your mark on him. "You're mine, kay, Spence? Only mine.." You say, licking the teeth indents.

He nods dumbly. "Yeah… Y-Yours, baby… Just… R-Ride me, please? I need it.." He says, swallowing the whine that threatens to escape him when you jerk his boxers down. You pull off your own boxers, your and his cocks nudging against one another. You move and line up his cock to your hole, slowly lowering yourself until he bottomed out.

It stung for a bit while you adjusted, but soon enough you could move your hips enough to grind and roll against him. You start to bounce slightly, slowly riding Spencer. "Oh, f-fuck, oh my god—" Spencer gasps out, his eyes closing as his hands grip onto your hips. "(y/n), please, oh, holy shit-" He moans, his hips bucking into you. You ride him faster and continue rocking against him until you both are whimpering and teetering on the edge. Spencer grips your waist hard enough to bruise as his hips jerk. "Oh, baby, baby, please! I-I'm so– M'gonna–" Spencer stammers, trying to warn you. You clench around him as your hips jerk and you finish all over Spencer's stomach. The feeling of you clenching and tightening around him causes him to orgasm and fill you up with his cum.

After a few minutes of panting and trying to catch your breath, you sit up slightly and pull off of Spencer. The two of you groan and shift before going to clean up. You lean close to Spencer and tilt your head. "Y'wanna come back to my place?" You ask quietly, a smirk on your face as your eyes glimmer.

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guyyss, hypothetically what would we think if i wrote smut..? i’ve been sorta wanting to, but idkk

especially cause i seen this picture the other day

LIKE ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? LOOK AT SPENCER

i may or may not have already started a smut fic and have already have like 1k words 😬

[ryebreadloafs]

Can you write an Angela x fem!reader (or Gender Neutral if u prefer) fic where they are both part of smosh. Nothing specific really

it's posted now !!

secret's out

[ryebreadloafs]

secret's out - angela giarratana x gn!reader

author's note : this was a request from an anon, so i hope you like it !! it was written with fem reader, per request, in mind, but it's technically gn

word count : 591

Living with your girlfriend is amazing, working with your girlfriend is a different story. Especially when you are trying to keep it a secret. It was even more hard when said girlfriend is so touchy all the time.

Angela was the worst when she's sleepy, and it was amazing when you didn't have to go into work in the morning and could cuddle for hours. But on days like today, it just seemed to delay your plans. She was currently wrapped around your body, her arms tight around your shoulders and her legs were wrapped around your waist like a koala bear. Her face was pressed against your neck, her breathing slow and steady.

You shift, trying to slowly get out. Angela grumbles slightly and nuzzles into the crook of your neck. "Mmh… Stay, baby.." She whispers, gently kissing your skin. You smile softly, goosebumps prickling over your skin from the soft kiss. "Ange, we need to get ready… You have to film today and I have to edit like 3 videos..." You murmur, trying to coax her to let you move. She doesn't let up though, if anything, she tightens her grip.

With a sigh, you squirm a little, hoping to get air to breath with no luck. "5… 5 more minutes, honeyy.." Angela whispers, gently rubbing your side. You blush and smile softly, shifting to nuzzle her back. "Fine. Only five more minutes though." You say, closing your eyes and soaking in Angela's warmth.

In all actuality, it took 15 more minutes to actually leave bed and get dressed. You had to promise Angela coffee and doughnut holes to actually get her to get up. But, now you were finally at the office. You and Angela went your separate ways, you going to your desk and her going to the film set.

During the day and in between shoots, Angela drops by your desk and chats while you edit. Currently, she's sat on-top of your desk, gently swaying her feet as she rambles about some musical she watched the other day (which you sat through with her). "But, uhm, the whole set up was so amazing! The set pieces, the music, the actors, god, babe, it was incredible!!" She rambles, her eyes lighting up as she talks.

It was cute, honestly, but you could tell that some people around the office were slowly picking up on your secret relationship. Shayne's eyes lingered on the way you and Angela always were hip-to-hip, Tommy had noticed the stares across the room, and even Damien was realizing it!

You take a break from editing to look up at Angela while she talks, resting your cheek on your palm as you watch. After a second, you shift and gently place your hand on her thigh, softly rubbing with your thumb. She smiles and continues talking, her gestures getting more animated the more she rambled.

Angela continues to talk before glancing up to see Ian standing in front of her. "Oh—" She jerks her leg, trying to get your attention off your computer. Your brows furrow as you glance up. "What, babe? Keep talking," You murmur, gently squeezing her thigh. She huffs before nudging your side. You hum and finally look up, catching a glimpse of your boss beside you.

"Sh-Shit!" You flinch and move your hand away. You glance down and fidget for a second before looking up at Ian with a hesitant look.

"S.. Surprise..?" You say quietly. Ian shakes his head with a soft chuckle, his eyes crinkling as he smiles .

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if anyone has any requests or ideas for me to write, plz send them !!

i’ll write fluff or smut, i guess i can write angst but i cry too easy for angst lol

it also doesn’t have to be spencer, i can write other ppl from smosh, or other fandoms! just ask!

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caught starin' - spencer agnew x gn!reader

author's note : TYSM for all the likes and followers, I never expected this to actually get traction !

word count : 700

One thing everyone knew about Spencer was that he's a nerd. He loves movies and video games, and he knows so many facts about both topics, he could talk for hours. And you, his lover, would listen to every syllable.

It's happened a couple times, you zoning out and blocking everyone else out when Spencer rants, but normally it's not caught on camera and by millions of people. Usually it's just your coworkers around the Smosh Office. Courtney's called you out the time Spencer was complaning about his hoodie feeling different than the last time he wore it.

"Jeez, dude, he didn't hang the stars! Your eyes are gonna dry out at this point." They teased, nudging your shoulder as you stared at Spencer. You couldn't help it, he was just so pretty and Good Lord, his voice!

The next time it happened, it was Ian. It's so embarrassing to be caught ogling your boyfriend by your boss, especially when said boss makes fun of you for it.

Spencer was explaining a new game to Alex and Ian, and you were by his side like normal. "So, like… The whole point is like, you're this guy who's running around and solving the random puzzles, right? And you have to complete them in time or you lose," He explains, one hand holding a coffee mug while the other gestures with his words. You were watching him, your eyes following the clump of curls on his forehead before slipping down to his lips, watching them form around the words leaving his mouth.

He's just so pretty. And it's like he doesn't even realize it, because he probably doesn't. You get so caught up in just looking at him, you often forget other people are around. Ian's chuckle, a mix of amusement and slight annoyance. "(y/n), c'mon, we're right here. Can't you ogle him a different time?" He teases, rolling his eyes.

You feel your face heat up, immediately looking down and fidgeting with your (actually Spencer's) hoodie. You wanted to defend yourself, but Spencer snorted and reached out to hold your hand. "It's alright, babe, I know I'm hot." He jokes, knowing that once everyone laughed at him, the attention would be off of you.

The most recent instance was when Spencer himself caught you. He was trying to explain a movie he wanted to watch with you, but it was like every word went in one ear and out the other. You had completely zoned out, your fingers mindlessly tracing the crab tattoo on his arm as you stared at his lips.

He smiles a little, pausing his story. "Babe? Helloo? Earth to (y/n)??" Spencer murmurs, jokingly waving his hand in front of your face. You blink out of your trace and blush, looking down. "I, uh… Sorry. I-I'm listening, keep talking." You sputter, flailing your hand. Spencer smirks and leans closer, his hand coming up to grip your chin and tilt your head up. "C'mon, baby… Don't be shy now… It's cute when you get all spacey like that." He hums, gently rubbing your cheek.

"Oh, sh-shut up!" You yelp, frowning although you don't stop him. You leaned into the touch if anything. Spencer just chuckles and pulls you closer to his body, because you weren't at the office, you were in his apartment. He could get as close to you as he wanted without worry of being caught. He wraps his arm around your waist while the other slips down to gently hold your neck.

"You're such a sap, you know that? You're like a love-struck puppy, always following me around and staring at me like I have a treat." Spencer says quietly, though his eyes were full of love. You felt your cheeks burning, but it wasn't as bad when you were alone with Spencer.

You felt comfortable and safe around him, like you could let loose and allow that 'love-struck puppy' part of you come to light. Maybe that's why you zoned out so often around him. You were used to having to do everything and keep your guard up, but with Spencer… It felt like you could actually breathe.

You could truly be yourself.

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it's in the cards - spencer agnew x m!reader

author's note : it's been one day and the other fic already has a bunch of likes, thanks guys !! this one ends abruptly so I might do a part two idk yet :))

word count : 1,375

Being in a Gentleman's video has it's pros and cons, honestly. The scratchy and slightly tight suits, having to hold a fake cigar all the time, the occasional smoke machine… those all were so-so.

It was great though to be able to be the dealer for a game of Blackjack. You loved shuffling cards and doing card tricks, so this was amazing for you. Fake British accents and shuffling cards? Best video idea.

Currently you were at the Board AF table with Spencer, Amanda, Trevor, and Arasha. They were all joking around, rambling about some fake trip to the jungle. You, however, were shuffling the deck to renew the cards for the next round. Cigar between your lips as you bend the cards and manipulate them, you were more focused on shuffling instead of their stories.

Spencer also seemed a little out of it. Usually, he'd be making some inappropriate joke about his 'Johnson' or about how he's addicted to his wife's milk. But he was silent currently, his eyes focused on one thing.

Your hands. The way your fingers bent slightly and your hands flexed, your veins popping and just the fluidity of your movements — it captivated him.

Yes, Spencer had a crush on you. He's had a crush on you since you played a Weezer song on a Guitar Hero stream that Smosh did a year ago. And Good Lord was Spencer head over heels for you. You had this usually calm and nonchalant man weak at the knees with just a glance!

"Oh, shit…" Spencer mutters, quietly voicing his interest under his breath. He was practically entranced. "God, his hands… If I could just have them on me—"

"Spencer, how much do you bet?" Your voice snapped him from his daydream abruptly. "Uh–" He sputters for a bit before throwing out three red chips. "Thirty, love." He says, adjusting his cigar. Spencer loved Gentleman's games with you because he could call you love, darling, baby boy, anything; just because you were all playing old British characters.

You smirk and nod, going around and dealing the cards. Now, Spencer got to stare at your forearms, as you had your sleeves rolled up some. You looked so good, to Spencer at least. You had a white button up on with black suspenders clipped onto your black slacks. Alex apparently let you wear something other than the normal suit because of some stupid reason or another, Spencer didn't really care for the reason. He saw your forearms and got completely distracted. He just wanted to bite.

It was Amanda's turn right now, she had a king and a 5, so she was at 15. You tilt your head and watch her, waiting for her to make up her mind. "C'mon, darlin', I haven't got all day. These blokes around here are impatient, especially that one over there with the glasses." You say, throwing a wink at Spencer. The table bursts out in laughter as Spencer feels his face turn red. "What?! Did he just— He winked at me. Does he know?" He thinks, going down a spiral of if you knew of his crush or not. He should probably ask after the recording, right…?

The game continues and they win occasionally, but as the dealer, you win most of the rounds. At the end, you smile and cap of the video by performing a card trick, making all the cards turn into hearts before returning back to the normal deck. Spencer was even more captivated, you're hot and a magician? He's such a goner… "And that'll be it for today! Bye, guyss!" You say, waving to the camera before Alex shuts it off with a "CUT!".

All five of you get up and get unmic-ed before going back to your normal schedules. Amanda had to go record a Smosh Mouth episode with Shayne, Trevor and Arasha wanted to go try out some new cafe that opened recently, so that left you and Spencer.

You hadn't changed out of your 'dealer' costume as you sit down on the couch of the break room. You sigh and lean back, as if you were tired. Spencer notices, obviously, because he was staring— no, because he was in the break room to get a Mountain Dew Kickstart. "You okay?" He murmurs, opening the fridge and grabbing a can and a bottle. He walks over and sits beside you, handing you the bottle of water as he cracks open his can.

"Yeah, just…" You shrug as you accept the water, taking a sip of it before leaning more into Spencer. You knew of his crush, it was sorta obvious at this point. Plus, he told Alex about it and Alex told you. You, being the tease you are, wanted to mess with him a little.

"I'm a little tired. And sore. I think I might've went too hard in the gym yesterday, my arm's hurting. Can you feel it?" You ask, feigning a frown as you complain. It was a ploy, you knew it was. Your eyes glimmered with a certain shine, you wanted to see him flustered.

He blushes a bit before nodding, setting his hand on your arm. He gently squeezes and rubs, trying to help with any soreness. You smirk a little before biting your lip to hide it. You shift slightly and flex your arm, just to mess with him some more.

Spencer can feel his breathing hitch as your arm flexes under his hand, he could feel your muscles shift. "Uh…" He mutters, blush creeping up his neck. "Y-Yeah, I, uh… You're sore, you said?" He asks, unable to meet your eyes.

"Mhm… just a little." You hum, leaning into him more. You slide your leg a little so it's pressing against his. You were practically cornering him on the couch. "You uh… You don't happen to be busy for the next hour, right? We're not recording anymore Games videos…" You murmur, growing impatient as you shift your free hand to tilt Spencer's head up to be closer to yours. You watch as his eyes widen beneath his glasses and his face goes red. "I… Uh, n-no! I'm not busy, I'm-I'm free," He sputters, a small smile gracing his lips.

You smirk and gently tug him closer. "Good… I wanted to… hang out with you for a bit. Alone." You whisper, your thumb shifting to rub his bottom lip. Spencer couldn't think at this point. You were flooding his senses, all he smelt was you, all he saw was you, all he felt was you. And now you were touching his lip and giving him those eyes?? What else could he do besides babble helplessly?

"Well– I, uh, I-I'm– I can, y'know…" He says, unable to say anything. You smirk at his attempt and hum, tilting your head a little more so that your lips grazed his ever so slightly. "Spence… Alex told me about your secret. I've known for a while… Sorry I didn't say anything sooner, it's just… You're so cute when you're flustered.."

Spencer can't breathe right now. You knew!? And you think he's cute? He's gonna die right now, this is it. His lips part and he goes to speak but right before he can even try, you do it.

You shift and press your lips against his, your eyes closing as you kiss him gently. Your hand was still cradling his jaw and holding his face close, your thumb now rubbing his cheek as your fingers curl slightly in his beard. Spencer makes a strangled noise before melting into you, his body weak against yours. His lips slowly move against yours as the kiss goes on. You smile against his lips before licking his lips and teasingly pulling away before the kiss could actually deepen.

"So… If it wasn't obvious, Spence… I like you back. And, if you'd be up for it… I'd really like it if I could take you out on a date." You say, still gently touching his face.

"Uhm… H-Holy shit… I…" He all but nods, smiling like an idiot. "Yeah. Yes. Please. I-I've liked you for like a year, I'd love to go out…" He says, his hand subconsciously moving to gently grip your shirt.

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old movies - spencer agnew x gn!reader

author's note : this is my first fic >.< sorry if it's bad, i just need more spencer agnew fics, i've read all the others already. also, send requests if you have any ideas !!

word count : 958

Friday nights. Usually, people your age would be out partying or going out to dinner with friends. Not you, though. Your favorite thing to do on a Friday night, was to buy an old movie from the nearby DVD store by your apartment, cuddle up with at least three blankets, and just enjoy your time off.

Spencer also tended to stay in and watch movies. Especially after a hard week of directing, shooting, and being in so many meetings… He needed a break. He's a really big movie buff, so why wouldn't he check out the old movie shop down the street?

So, here you were, walking the aisles of Video World, hoping to find a film. You had already walked down a few different genres, romance, sci-fi, and even horror. But you had either already seen it or had no interest in viewing them.

Eventually, you arrived at the 'Classics' section, which was an entire wall of DVDs and VHS tapes at the back of the store. Your eyes scanned the wall, hoping to finally find something. Finally, you land on a movie.

The Silence of the Lambs

Have you seen it? Yes. Do you really love it? Also yes. So, why not get it and re-watch it?

You reach for it, and apparently since you're so caught up in your head about thinking about what snack you would have while watching the movie, you didn't realize that there was another guy right beside you who also reached for the DVD. Your hands bumped into each other's. You pull back with a small, "Sorry, you go ahead," as you glance up at the mystery man.

Oh shit. You've seen him before. You don't know him by any means, but he lives on the same floor as you in your apartment building.

The man, eyes flickering with recognition and a smile gracing his lips, shakes his head. "No, it's alright. You can take it, I've seen it a million times." He says, gesturing for you to grab the case.

You smile, almost nervously, and shrug. "So have I, trust me. I just can't find anything better around here that I haven't already seen." You murmur, suddenly fidgeting with your watch.

"Are you kidding? Why am I nervous?? I've seen this guy, what, three times? I spoke with him once because of the elevator issue a month ago, why are my hands sweaty?" You think, trying to calm yourself. "He is pretty though…"

"Well, how about this," The man offers, reaching out to grab the movie. "I pay for the movie, you buy snacks, and we have a movie night?" He asks, tilting his head and watching you for your reaction. "My name's Spencer, by the way. I live like, four doors down from you." He adds softly.

Oh. Oh.

You can feel your face heat up and you glance away. "Uh… Well, I—" You start, stuttering a bit. You had always been a nervous person, but he was so forward and blunt, it caught you off guard.

After a minute, you finally construct a coherent sentence and agree. You tell him your name and explain that you actually already had your apartment set up for movie night. Spencer smiles and nods, walking to the counter and paying for the movie. The two of you then walk to the apartment building, up to your apartment.

You had blankets and pillows set up on your couch, a couple of candles here and there that you planned to light. It was honestly perfect, it fit with the vibe of your apartment, and Spencer really liked it. You went through the living room to the kitchen, hunting for snacks. "Do you like popcorn, chips, or candy more?" You call out while bent at the waist as you dig through your pantry.

Spencer glances over and thinks with a small hum. "Mm… Popcorn." He says before sitting down on the couch.

You cook the popcorn before grabbing a lighter and lighting the candles. As you walk around lighting the candles, Spencer sets up the movie and talks to you more about himself. You learn that he works for a YouTube channel, that he's a full on gamer and movie nerd, while he learns that you're a part-time college student while working at the library downtown.

The two of you talk for a bit before actually sitting down and watching the movie. You have a blanket and Spencer has a separate blanket, and you two sat side by side. Spencer was watching the movie, but he kept looking at you from the edge of his glasses. Slowly, you felt his hand encase yours. He doesn't say anything, but he just holds your hand.

You can feel your heart beat faster, your face getting red. "He's holding my hand! Oh my gods—"

You try to swallow down your nerves and focus on the movie, but how could you? This man, who was so nice and so cool and so your type—

"Is this okay?" You hear him ask before he cups your cheek, making you look up at him. Your lips part and you nod ever so slightly, eyes flickering from Spencer's eyes and lips. He smirks a little before leaning closer, his head tilting before finally kissing you. It's soft and sweet, his hand sliding to the back of your head to hold you close.

After a few seconds, the kiss breaks. Spencer stares at you for a minute like he can't believe he just did that. "I… You don't know how long I've wanted to do that, dude. As soon as I saw you for the first time… I-I knew I had to have you." He says quietly as you smile at him.