A/N: I know it's been a while since I posted one of these, but I was immensely bored in a lecture the other day, and I asked Diamond Cobra to send me a prompt. This is what came out of that prompt- I hope you enjoy!

And for anyone who is reading Magic, the reason I haven't posted in a while is because I have had a number of essays due over the last couple of weeks. The last one is due on Tuesday, so it should be out soon after that! :)

Disclaimer: See my profile.

Rating: K

Genre: Romance

Character(s): Spencer Reid and Derek Morgan

Pairing: Reid/Morgan, preslash

Prompt: The Queen, a lettuce and the ace of spades.

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"Give me two cards," Reid said to Morgan, sitting on the squashy chair in his living room. The older man smiled, taking the card from the top of the deck and handing it to Reid. Reid studied the five cards in his hand, the poker face he wore not slipping one little bit. Morgan watched him, trying to work out what cards the other man held.

"So, kid," he said. "You in, or out?"

Reid smiled. "Not only am I in, I'm all in." He pushed the chocolates he was using instead of poker chips into the middle of the table, waiting for Morgan's reply.

Morgan chuckled. "Confident, are we?" Reid just smiled, reclining in his chair slightly, watching Morgan. "Okay, then; guess I'm all in too." He pushed his candy into the middle of the table as well, before flipping over his cards for Reid to see. "Full house. Queens over sevens."

"Gee, that's a good hand," Reid admitted. "Too bad I have a better one." He laid his cards out on the table, watching Morgan's eyes grow wide as he looked at them. "Royal flush. Guess I win!" He pulled all the sweets on the table towards him, the light in his eyes dancing in delight.

"How on earth did you manage that?" Morgan asked.

"One of the cards you gave me was the ace of spades," Reid said simply, putting one of the lollies into his mouth and sucking on it. "And, you know, I'm from Vegas. It's hard to beat someone from Vegas in poker. You should know that by now."

"I should. Especially given how much time we spend together." Sensing the mood in the room shift, Morgan looked away from Reid, rising from his seat and walking into the genius's kitchen. "You got any food?" he called out.

"Uh, I actually don't know," Reid admitted. "I was going to go shopping the other day, and then we got called in to work…" Reid fell silent as he heard Morgan rummaging in his cupboards, before he returned to the room. "One lettuce. All you have is one, stinking lettuce," Morgan complained.

"I told you I haven't been shopping!" said Reid defensively.

"It's okay, Reid. Because you know what? I'm taking you out to dinner. Come on."

Reid looked at Morgan, unsure, a strange feeling rising in his chest. He really wanted to go- much more than he expected. But he couldn't shake the nagging feeling that Morgan was only offering to take Reid out because he felt obligated to do so.

"Pretty boy," Morgan said, as if he had sensed the reason behind Reid's indecision. "I want to do this. It'll be fun." He smiled at Reid, who couldn't help but smile back. "Come on," he said again.

"Okay," Reid agreed finally.

Morgan grinned. "Excellent. Now come with me."

Reid followed Morgan to his car like a lost puppy, having absolutely no idea where they were going. He knew they were getting dinner, but Morgan had not given any indication as to which restaurant they were going to. But this was Morgan, and he trusted him. If Morgan thought Reid would like the food, then he would like the food. And besides, Reid would follow Morgan to the end of the earth if he wanted him to.

Where on earth did that thought come from? Reid wondered, realising he was staring at Morgan and looking away before the older man could notice. His thoughts about Morgan had been strange lately. Very, very strange. Thoughts that he didn't understand and wasn't sure that he wanted to.

Reid was so lost in these thoughts that he didn't notice Morgan pull into the parking lot outside a restaurant, or that he was talking. "Hello, earth to genius," Morgan said, putting a hand on Reid's shoulder. Reid almost jumped out of his seat, startled. "Sorry, man, I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's okay," Reid assured him. "I was just thinking."

"When are you not?" Morgan laughed. Reid couldn't help but laugh with him. Reid loved to hear Morgan laughed. "Anyway, we're here." He gestured towards the restaurant, named The Queen and I. "It's Italian."

"How did you hear about this place?" Reid asked as they entered the restaurant and were led towards a table.

"Rossi recommended it to me," Morgan answered. "And that man knows his food."

The two men chatted amicably for a while, before the waitress showed up to take their order. She flirted shamelessly with Morgan- which sent a pang of what felt strangely like jealousy through Reid- but oddly, Morgan was completely unresponsive. Reid studied him, confused. If Reid knew the girl was flirting with Morgan, Morgan himself definitely did. So why wasn't he flirting back?

When the girl turned to him, Reid opened his mouth to place his order, but Morgan interrupted him. "Allow me, pretty boy," Morgan said, ordering a type of pasta that Reid had never heard of. The waitress gave them a strange look before walking away, whispering in another waitress's ear.

"I think she thinks we're together," Reid said, watching the two women out of the corner of his eye.

"Aren't we?" Morgan said.

"No, I meant- never mind," Reid sighed. "It doesn't matter." Reid couldn't trust himself to speak anymore; those strange feelings were rising very strongly within him now.

Morgan studied Reid curiously, a look on his face that Reid couldn't quite define. His gaze was beginning to make the genius feel uncomfortable. "What?" Reid said.

"Nothin'," said Morgan, a grin appearing on his face. "Just looking at you. Why? Does it bother you?"

Reid looked down at his fingers, but looked back up again as he realised something. "No," he replied. "It doesn't bother me at all."

Morgan's smile grew wider. "Good. Then I am reading the signs right."

"The signs?" Reid repeated. "Derek, what are you talking about?"

"Just wait until we finish eating, pretty boy," said Morgan. "Then I'll tell you."

Pretty boy. That was the second time Morgan had called him that in the last five minutes. Reid had never admitted it to anybody or let it show in his reactions, but he secretly loved Morgan's affectionate nickname for him. He always had, from the first moment he'd used it. And for Morgan to use it twice in five minutes… that had never happened before. It sent a thrill throughout Reid's entire body.

It wasn't long until their meal arrived. Reid took one bite of his pasta and moaned in absolute delight. It was exquisite… one of the most delicious things he had ever tasted. Morgan paused with his fork halfway to his mouth when Reid moaned, almost like the sound was doing something to him. Reid didn't notice Morgan's reaction, and after a moment the older man returned to his food.

Reid set his fork down gently on his plate and looked at Morgan. "Okay, we've finished eating," he said. "So spill. What did you mean before? What were you talking about?"

"Reid, I'm going to tell you something," Morgan began. "But I need you to promise that you won't freak out or say anything until I'm done, okay?"

Reid nodded. "Okay, I promise." He was a little worried now; what on earth did Morgan want to say to him?

"Okay, well, this is something I've been thinking about for a while," said Morgan. "About you."

Reid opened his mouth, about to interrupt, but remembered what Morgan had asked of him and closed it again. "Sorry," he said softly.

"It's okay, pretty boy," Morgan assured him. Pretty boy again. For the third time that night. "You know how some people can be pretty much entirely straight, but then… develop feelings for one person of the same sex?" Reid nodded; he of course had read about that happening. "That's happened to me," Morgan revealed. "I've developed really, really strong feeling for another man. It- well, I don't know whether you'd call it love yet, but it's damn well going to become love soon. I can tell."

"Who? Who do you have feelings for?" Reid asked, but he strongly suspected that he already knew the answer.

"You," Morgan answered. "I'm falling for you, Reid. I'm falling for you hard, and I don't think I can stop."

"You… you are?" Reid stammered. Morgan, Derek Morgan, was falling for him? Reid didn't know what to say, what to do, but- he remembered those strange feelings that he'd been having for a while, but especially that day. He thought about how much time outside of work he and Morgan had willingly spent together. He thought about how happy he felt when he was around Morgan, and how much he wanted to spend time with the older man. These things Reid felt for Morgan were things he didn't feel for anyone else. And they were definitely strong feelings.

Reid was falling for Morgan, the same way Morgan was falling very hard for him. And what Morgan had just said to him, about him… it sent a warm, tingling feeling throughout his entire body. It made his heart soar.

"Derek," Reid whispered, and Morgan locked his gaze on him. "I… I don't want you to stop falling for me. I want you to fall for me. Because I think… no, that's not right. I know that I… I'm falling for you too."

"You are?" said Morgan, the smile on his face growing.

"I am," Reid confirmed, his voice steady and sure. He couldn't help the smile that spread across his own face. He tentatively reached across the table, and was delighted when Morgan took his hand. "Can you… will you kiss me?" Reid asked.

"Of course," Morgan said. He slowly leaned across the table, keeping his eyes on Reid's. Finally their lips met in a kiss that was soft and sweet… and beautiful. The two men broke apart. "Best kiss I've ever had, Reid," Morgan declared.

"Spencer," Reid corrected. "Call me Spencer, Derek."

Morgan grinned. "Spencer it is, then."

A/N: Just a little bit of something cute, I hope you all enjoyed it! Reviews, as always, would be very much appreciated.