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Luke Alvez x autistic spencer reid Luke and Spencer share a hotel room and Spencer kinda has a meltdown Warning: I'm not autistic myself but have autistic friends and based Spencer's actions on their behaviour

Luke and Spencer are forced to share a room in a higher end hotel. Well, forced is the wrong word. Luke was away when the rooms were booked and therefore only 7 rooms were booked and Spencer offered to share. Or, Luke coaxed Spencer into sharing a room, seeing as they've been together for a little over 2 months. As Luke follows in behind him, he sees all of Spencer's belongings around the room, papers and books everywhere. "Excuse me please" Spencer slips into the bathroom. "Mhm" Luke clears his throat. He knows this is gonna be tough, it's not like they've been fighting or anything but Spencer has a need for his own space. Luke sets his own bag down by the bed. Would it be rude to tidy his book and such? Or would it be a nice thing to do?

Luke quietly gathers his books and papers on the small desk. It's already too late when he remembers Spencer doesn't like having his things moved. Shit! Oh damn it he's the worst boyfriend ever. Spencer's now standing beside him, looking tense. "I'm so sorry Spence. I completely forgot" Luke's first instinct is to reach out and offer comfort, but stops himself, not wanting to make Spencer more tense. He's still in his work clothes, not unusual, a button op, a sweater vest and slacks. Spencer's clicking his nails again. A stim he picked op a few wees ago. When Luke first said he was 'clicking his nails' Spencer looked so confused. But he is! Spencer's taking his thumb and clicking it on his other nails. Spencer's doing it with both hands op by his chest. "Um, it's fine, it's fine" He repeats in a mumble and blinks a few more times then normal. Luke gulps, okay, redirect. Redirect the nervous energy away from a meltdown. Luke shakes his head lightly. "It's not"

"Yeah no, it's not" Spencer speaks more loudly, not yelling but loud enough to hear him clearly. "I'm very sorry" Luke repeats, stepping away from the desk, facing Spencer but not looking directly at him. "Can i make it better?" Luke asks, folding his hands in front of himself. Spencer seems nervous, he runs both hands over his face before continuing to click his nails. "Mhmm" Spencer hums in frustration, leg now bouncing. Okay, Luke thinks, a meltdown is coming. "Uh, umm.. Do you have anything cold?" Spencer ask, waving his hands in front of his chest. Luke thinks. Okay cold, waving hands. Spencer wants something cold to hold. Cold, something cold to hold. He'd brought a soda! Down at the store before coming back to the hotel, it's still cold. "I do, I'm gonna get it okay?" Luke says, informing Spencer of his movements. Spencer nods a few times. Luke grabs the unopen and cold can of soda from his bag. He sets it on the desk instead of handing it to him. "This should be cold"

Spencer snatches it from the desk and Luke looks at the floor, letting Spencer know he's not going to force any eye contact or touch. "Can i do anything else?" He asks gently, watching Spencer's feet move across the room to the bed. "Um, can you, uh, I'm sorry Luke" Spencer's voice breaks and he begins to cry quietly. Luke walks to him, siting beside him but not touching him. "There nothing to be sorry for" Luke says, forcing his eyes on his feet. As much as he wants to look at Spencer, he doesn't want to make him more tense. "I, mhmm. I, Hold me? tightly?" Spencer asks, breath hitching. Luke wraps his arms around Spencer's waist, leaving his arms free to stim. "Tighter?" Spencer asks, shallowing hard. Luke does. "Thank you..." Spencer breaths, pressing the soda can to his neck, then face, then rolling it on his arms, down his legs before pressing it to his forehead for a bit.

Luke and Spencer sit there for a while, Luke waiting for Spencer to ask to be let go and Spencer waiting to feel better. "Luke?" Spencer asks, setting the can aside. "Yes?" Luke answers, careful not to alter his hold in any way. "I'm sorry, i just..." Spencer shakes his head. "I'm listening" Luke reasures.

"I know you've stayed at my place before and sharing a space isn't new, it's still new because at my place, it's mine, and i have the final say in where things ago, and here, it's a shared space and I'd already gotten settled and then you move my things and, it's not a big deal but I've had a really overstimulating day and it was just the last thing to tip the tower over" Spencer explains in a rushed voice.

"Okay, i hear you Spence, i hear you. Why don't you leave your things were they were before i came, and I'll find a place for my things if i need it. Sounds good?" Luke asks, still holding him tightly. Spencer nods. "Yeah, I'd like that" He says, nodding again. Luke smiles, okay, that wasn't hard to handle, there was no pacing or hitting anything, just stimming, a cold pressure, and touch. "Hey, deep breath in" Luke coaxes gently. Spencer draws in a deep breath. "Good, hold for 3 seconds" He continues, feeling Spencer's chest rise. "1, 2, 3, and let go" Luke guides gently, watching as Spencer breaths out and he's chest falls. "Good, again?" He asks. Spencer nods. "In" Spencer draws in another breath. "1, 2, 3, and out" Spencer shakes slightly as he breaths out.

"Thank you" Spencer mutters, leaning back into Luke's hold. "Wait, off, get off" Spencer yelps. Luke lets go and sits back. "My clothes, my clothes are, uncomfortable, icky" Spencer shakes his hands slightly before rushing to get his vest off, but his hands are shaking too much to get it off. "Do you want help Honey?" Luke offers. Spencer throws his hands out to his side, panting. "Yes please" He says. "Okay, I'm gonn-" "Please just get it off!" And that's how Spencer ends op in his boxers next to a fully dressed Luke. "Hey, feel my shirt, is it okay? Can it touch you?" Luke asks, offering his arm to Spencer. He brushes his fingers over the fabric before flattening his hand on it. "It's, oh it's nice" Spencer's feeling op his arm and Luke lets him.

Before Luke is fully aware of it. He's on his back on the bed with Spencer laying atop him, feeling his shirt. Luke's got his arms wrapped around him firmly but not tightly as Spencer traces his hands over the soft fabric. "it's cotton right?" Spencer asks, briefly snuggling into Luke's shoulder. Luke thinks for a second. "Yes, it's 90 or 100 procent cotton" Spencer mumbles off a few facts about cotton and some safe fabrics for him. Luke knows them before he even starts, cotton, satin, and slik. Almost every shirt Luke owns is one of those three so that Spencer can snuggle into him. Spencer looks op at him, and Luke almost melts. He's smiling, eyelashes still wet, lips pressed together in a cute smile. "Mhmm?" Luke questions, gently petting his hair. "I love you" Spencer says quietly, Luke smiles. "I love you too Spence" Luke reasures, gently toying with Spencer's hair.

Spencer rests his head on Luke's chest, and Luke grazes a hand down his back. "You okay?" Luke asks, tracing small circles on Spencer's skin. Spencer nods and yawns, snuggling op to his boyfriend. "Tired huh?" Luke asks, still tracing circles on his skin. Spencer nods. Luke debates telling Spencer to move so that he can change over just letting him fall asleep on him and for Luke to sleep in his work clothes. Luke decides he's slept in worse, and let's Spencer settle down for sleep. Luke reaches over and turns off the reading light. Luckily that was the only lightly on in the room.

Spencer snuggles close to Luke's neck, sending a shiver down his spine. "Spence?" Luke murmurs gently, brushing a hand down his hair. Spencer hums lightly. "Is this okay?" Luke asks, continuing to trace small circles on his back. Spencer nods and hums in agreement.

Luke doesn't stay awake for long, neither does Spencer.

Chewelry

Luke knows he saw Reid putting something in his mouth, at first he thought it was a breath mint, but what mints come in a round blue container? None.

They've been together for a few months and well Luke is aware of Spencer's, special behaviour, and the fact that he has an autism assessment in a week. On the next Wednesday. Luke tries his best to susport him and what he needs but it's hard when Spencer won't tell him because he's embarrassed.

Luke get's in the drives seat, glancing and hoping to spot the blue thing. "Ready to head back to the office?"

"Actually, would you mind dropping me at the metro?" Spencer cutches his bag close to himself. Luke's demeanor takes a dive. "Of course Spence, are you sick?"

"No..." Spencer mumbles, rocking back and forth slightly

"Hey, tell me what's wrong" Luke coaxes gently, locking the car so they won't be bothered. Spencer whimpers a bit, bouncing his leg. "I just...need to go home"

"I can drive you home, why would you wanna take the metro?"

"I just, need to be alone"

"Spencer, anything you need to do to feel better, you can do around me" Luke promises. Spencer bounces his leg a bit more, looking uneasy. "Promise?" Spencer grabs for Luke's hand and Luke gives it to him to hold. "Promise Spence" Luke says again, gently squeezing his hand.

Spencer pulls out a chewable necklace and begins to chew. Luke does his best to not react, only starting the car to take Spencer home. Sure it's, unusual. But if it helps, then it helps and that's all that matters. Plus, it's harmless, and a lot of Spencer's other self soothing isn't. Spencer's leg is bouncing restlessly as Luke drives. That in is self is not uncommon, but the fact he isn't rocking, not even slightly, is very different. So the, chew thing, is helping.

"How long have you kept that from me?" Luke tries to stop the question, but it comes out anyway. "A month and fourteen days.." Spencer admits, looking down, the chewable necklace still in his mouth.

"And what just is it cariño?" Luke asks gently, turning down the street to Spencer's apartment. Spencer doesn't answer right away, and Luke doesn't press, maybe he's gone non-verbal again.

"C-chewelry"

"What?"

Spencer whimpers and Luke squeezes lightly his hand "I'm not mad, just confused, i don't know what that is..... Do you need some quite?" Luke half whispers as they drive into Spencer's parking space, the parking space that is basically Luke's now. Spencer makes a light humming noise that Luke takes as a yes. So he shuts op. Helping Spencer out of the car isn't always easy, as his body sometimes just freezes op for hours. Luke smiles as Spencer gets out without a tug or a little reassurance. He simply follows Spencer op into his apartment.

By the time Spencer's gotten into more comfortable clothes and his body feels like his own again, Luke's made his bed op for him to rest. "Come on" Luke gently takes Spencer's arm, leading him into bed. Luke's sure he's worn out by now and while he sometimes thinks he's treating him like a child, Spencer's ever protested to the princess treatment. Spencer slips into bed, the chewelry still tucked away in his mouth. Luke would have thought he'd have given it op by now, but he's doesn't mind. It's actually pretty cute.

Spencer's eyes are half closed, Luke still has no clue why or how Spencer got overwhelmed today, but does it really matter? He'll ask him tomorrow. For now, Luke tucks himself in behind Spencer, holding the extremely tired man in his arms.