Can't…live without them…but they can never be mine! Cm… Morgan…Reid…sexy. Pick up where we left off.
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"Reid's intellect is a shield which protects him from his emotions and at the moment, his shield is under repair."- Hotch.
"You guys coming?" Prentiss asks as she gets ready to go.
Reid looks up and smiles half heartedly.
"I'll pass, really tired." Reid yawns,
"Lightweight!" Garcia coughs, throwing a crumpled piece of paper in Reid's direction.
"Me too. Next time though." Morgan calls out, all apologies.
"Morgan's loosing his touch?" Prentiss cocks her head.
"Be gone." He waves his hand, laughing.
"Pretty boy, need a ride?" Morgan grabs his jacket off the back of his chair as JJ, Prentiss and Garcia file out, talking loudly.
"Sure if you don't mind?" Reid says.
"Come on." Morgan Clasps a hand on Reid shoulder, tousling his hair. Reid ducks as he fumbles with his messenger bag as he gets up and follows Morgan to the elevator.
He stops for a second, letting out a shaky sigh. Morgan looks back, worry starting to creep across his face.
"Kid you okay?" Morgan takes a step for Reid.
"Yes, I'm fine." Reid whispers, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
[Okay, one hour ago, I woke up in Morgan's arms…it really happened? I didn't dream it, we kissed. Where does that leave us? Where does this leave me?]
Reid's mind is running faster than his heart, which in itself is thunderous, pounding in his throat, choking him.
"Kid, you okay?" Morgan turns to look at Reid, who shifts restlessly.
"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine." Reid gives a tight lipped smile.
"What's going on up there?" Morgan asks, tapping lightly on Reid's temple.
"Nothing…" Reid avoids Morgan's gaze, quickly entering the elevator as the doors slide open.
"Come on, you've got to spill. Saying 'Nothing' means something's wrong. What is it… we've been through this before, you know you can come to me with anything."
Reid stands still.
"I can't…I can't get it out of my head." Reid shakes his head, as of trying to dislodge a memory.
"Yeah?" Morgan says softly.
Reid squeezes his eyes shut as the door slide open. They step out.
"I can't get the…plane out of my mind. Where does that leave us? Am I supposed to forget all of it?" Reid finally stops walking to face Morgan.
"Kid are you serious?" Morgan asks.
"Quite. I'm not sure if you…" Reid looks down at his shoes.
Morgan reaches out, grabbing Reid's right hand out of Reid's pocket and squeezes tight.
"I'm not sure how to go about this…I've never…I've never felt this strongly about anyone that's not my mother…not to say that I'm equating this feeling with the feelings that I have for her… I"- Morgan rambles breathing deeply.
" I"- his eyes squeeze shut for a second before he settles, staring at Reid, mouth set in determination. "I love you. I love you and I was hoping that you had an idea where we could go from here. I have no clue, Pretty Boy. I'm sorry, that's all I can offer." Morgan shakes his head.
"Can this get any more awkward?" Morgan says looking up at Reid, who is staring, mouth agape.
"Um.." Reid swallows nervously. "Did you mean that?"
"The awkwardness…hell yeah."
"No. the you love me part." Reid steps closer.
"Again, yes. I don't play with emotions. It's hard enough saying them out loud." Morgan admits.
"Then, there's nothing to worry about then." Reid smiles, grabbing onto the front of Morgan's shirt, pressing a tentative kiss to Morgan's lips. Morgan groans, wrapping his arms around Reid's waist.
"Awe…Geekysexyhunkyluv!" Garcia coos as she steps from behind a pillar.
"Gah!' Reid yelps as he and Morgan break apart in surprise.
"How long have you been…" Reid blushes.
"Long enough." Garcia smiles, putting her camera away.
It just got a whole lot more awkward.
"Garcia, you didn't tape that did you?" Morgan asks, horror creeping in his voice.
"Check my blog and find out." She smiles before walking away.
"Oh, you two should have a roll in the sheets tonight…I'd love to see the post sex glow on your faces. You both need it." She calls before heading to her car.
"She needs to be locked in a box and not be let out." Reid murmurs darkly.
Morgan just laughs.
"Come on Pretty Boy, it's getting late. Got to get you home." Morgan heads towards his car.
"Can I just stay over at your place? Don't think I want to go home tonight." Reid says quietly.
"You want to do what Garcia suggested?" Morgan raises an eybrow, smiling.
"Um…well I wouldn't object…to it. " Reid blushes. "Yes. Yes I would like a roll in the sheets with you Derek Morgan." Reid's face is on fire.
Morgan hurries to the car choking on laughter.
"What, I'm serious." Reid squeaks.
"I know, that's what makes it so funny kid. My place or…never mind mine it is."
They get in the car, and Morgan pulls off, glancing at Reid every so often. He couldn't get home fast enough.