So, this idea just shot through me and I thought I'd try.

I don't own Criminal Minds.

"Yo Pretty Boy!" Spencer Reid looked up distractedly from the file in his hands. "Go out with us tonight." the brown haired young man took a moment before he could fully comprehend what was being asked. "Reid?" the call came again and he shook his head.

"Sorry Morgan, not tonight."

"You never go out with us Pretty Boy!" Derek Morgan almost whined making their other teammates laugh.

"I already have plans." he turned hazel colored eyes back to the papers in his hand, ignoring the incredulous stares he was receiving. Even Emily Prentiss was gaping at him. Jennifer Jureau looked on in amusement as she stood by Emily's desk.

"You have plans?" Morgan asked.

"Yeah I do." Reid didn't bother to look up, he barely stopped himself from rolling his eyes at the other man.

"It's Friday night and you have plans?"

"Did you know that~"

"It's Friday night and you have plans?"

"Yes Morgan, I do have plans." Reid hated it when he was cut off especially because the people he worked with did not believe him.

"And what exactly are your plans?"

"None of your business!" he snapped at his supposed best friend, grabbed his coffee cup and escaped to the break room for a top-up.

"Way to go Morgan."

"He has plans!"

"So what?" Emily looked at the man who was still gaping at the closed pantry door.

"Pretty Boy's got plans and I don't!"

"Baby Boy has what?" Penelope Garcia, Technical Analyst Extraordinaire, stepped into the bullpen with folders in her hands. She had a bobbing butterfly headband on her hair and a gaudy beaded necklace with her bright colorful dress.

"Reid's got plans tonight," Emily answered.

"Aww, my chocoloate thunder. Are you being put in the back burner?"

"Baby Girl, talk to him! He can't really have plans."

"And why not?"

"Because he's Reid!"

"What is that supposed to mean?" Garcia glared at Morgan and put one hand on her hip. "Just because Baby Boy's got tired of waiting for you to make plans with him for some bromance doesn't mean it's impossible for him to have time to go out with other people Derek Morgan!" she narrowed her eyes at him and he flinched away. "Maybe if you don't leave him on his own after chasing after anything that has a short enough skirt and big enough boobs he would've wanted to go out with you tonight."

"Thank you Pen." Spencer stepped out of the break room and gave her a kiss on the cheek, stepping right past Morgan who'd stood from his desk in an attempt to appease Garcia.

"You're welcome Muffin."

"Baby Girl I~"

"Don't talk to me until you apologize to my Baby Boy." she stomped her way over to Aaron Hotchner's office and disappeared through the door shortly.

"JJ," Derek looked at the 'mother' of their team with pleading eyes but she only smiled at him and shook her head. "Prentiss?"

"You got yourself into this mess, get yourself out." he hung his head in shame. His teammates were ganging up on him and he couldn't do anything about it.

"Reid?" he was studiously ignored though he did notice the slight tension in the younger man's shoulders that showed he was at least listening. "I'm sorry I doubted you. I was an ass and... I'm... I'm sorry."

"That's alright Morgan," Spencer said without looking at him. "It does sound improbable."

"So who's she?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Morgan gaped at the young man. Spencer Reid was teasing him, could the day be any more surprising?

"Do I know her?" he continued to ask though the other man had no intention of answering.

"Baby Boy, you enjoy yourself tonight."

"I will Pen."

"Baby Girl~"

"Oh my chocolate covered Adonis, I could never stay mad at you." she approached him and planted a kiss on his cheek. "But make Baby Boy mad again and your high school yearbook picture will be flashed everywhere." she left the room without another word. JJ and Emily staring at her in wonder while Spencer flashed Derek a knowing smirk. God, this day has just gotten longer.

XoxoxoX

"Bye guys!" Reid waved as he slung his messenger bag over his shoulder he received a chorus of goodbyes in his wake and he smiled. He couldn't wait to get home.

"He really does have plans."

"No shit." Emily snorted at Derek.

"Come drink with me tonight Emily?"

"Uh, sure. Why not? I don't have plans."

"Oh shut up."

XoxoxoX

Morgan stared at the man who exited the elevator. The curly haired young man had stepped out with a – dare he say it – smug smile on his face, his gait filled with confidence as he walked into the bullpen. People stopped to stare at Dr. Spencer Reid who was wearing his usual button-down shirt, minus the vest, rolled up at the sleeves paired with a dark brown pair of pants that fit him better than the others he used to wear. His hair was either mussed up or it had naturally fallen in a sexed up sort of way and with the smile on his face it definitely looked like he had a good morning.

"Good morning!" he greeted cheerfully as he dropped his things at his desk.

"Good morning Pretty Boy!" Morgan was itching to find out about the woman he was seeing. "Had a good weekend?"

"I did actually," Spencer Reid, awkward and lanky at the best of times answered. "It was great." the lack of factual ramblings worried his mentor a little. "But this morning was phenomenal." Prentiss choked on the mouthful of coffee she was in the process of swallowing at the wolfish grin on the other man's face.

"Oh, do tell?"

"A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell Morgan." Reid smirked just as JJ stepped out of her office and waved folders at them.

"We've got a case."

"This is not over." Derek Morgan promised the other man who only shook his head at him.

"Of course not."

XoxoxoX

"Welcome home my little doves!" they were greeted by Garcia as they entered the office. The case had been gruelling and they all wanted to go home but reports needed to be sent in to Strauss and no one wanted her banging on their doors over the weekend.

"Baby Girl, watcha got there?" Morgan asked.

"I bought dinner for you guys," she opened the package in her hands and let the scent of Chinese food waft through the bullpen. "Except you Baby Boy." she pointed an accusing finger at the pale man. "You have something on your desk." she nodded her head towards the desk where indeed another package was set. "It was already there when I came to meet up with you guys."

"I definitely need to meet this woman." Morgan announced as everyone gathered round to follow Reid to his desk. He opened the paper bag and took out a microwaveable container of food.

"A home-cooked dish?" Garcia asked. "She's a keeper Baby Boy. Better not let her get away." but she was ignored in favor of the note stuck on the top of lid.

It is the time that you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose important.

"Spence?" JJ called out to the young man who was smiling wistfully at the beautiful script on the scrap of paper. He looked up happily, ignoring Emily as she took the note from him and read it aloud.

"It's from The Little Prince," he explained. "It means the effort that one takes to care for another is what makes them important."

"That's so sweet."

"So when are you going to introduce us?"

"Who wants pasta?" he grinned as he opened the lid to his dinner. Reminder of the food made them forget the mystery woman, or at least ignore her for a time. They begun to dig in to their late dinner before they started their reports on their latest case.

XoxoxoX

I miss you.

I miss you too.

Come home soon.

As soon as I can.

I have to go. Be careful.

Okay. You too.

"Reid!" said man looked up from his phone to stare at his friend.

"Yeah Morgan?"

"It's lunch time."

"Oh."

"You wanna go out to eat?"

"Sure," he nodded, slipped his phone into his pocket and grabbed his bag and coat. "Where are we eating?" he asked even when he couldn't keep the smile on his face.

"Pretty Boy, better keep that smile off your face or the ladies will be at you faster than you can blink."

"I'm not interested."

"I know that but they don't." his dark-skinned friend nodded his head toward a group of three women who were all giggling at them.

"Why don't you go and talk to them Morgan."

"Nah." Reid looked suspiciously at his partner. "Don't have much time."

"Hasn't stopped you before." Morgan just shrugged then continued walking. Reid shook his head and didn't bother to ask more.

XoxoxoX

There was something different about Reid but he wasn't sure what. The man was smiling almost goofily at his phone but he was still keeping his pace on his reports. It had been weeks since they found out that he was seeing someone seriously but Reid hasn't introduced her to them yet.

"Reid, my office." Aaron Hotchner, their unit chief, called from the gangway to his office.

"Be right there Hotch." Morgan watched as he rose from his desk, closing the file he was holding and putting it back on the table. Reid's gait was more confident than it used to be and the former bomb squad agent had taken to noticing the little things about him like the way he would chew on his lip when he was worried, or the way he would tuck an unruly lock of light brown hair when he was in the middle of a report. Every time Spencer moved, Derek found himself looking at the other man.

"Morgan!" Emily's voice had him snapping his gaze away from the now closed door to Hotch's office.

"What Emily?"

"What's your problem?"

"Problem?"

"Yeah, you've been staring at Reid like ..."

"Like what Emily?"

"You, my chocolate Thor have been looking at 187 like you want to devour him." Garcia stepped into the bullpen with a coffee cup in hand and a package in the other.

"Baby Girl?"

"Don't bother trying to deny it hot stuff. We've all seen it." she walked over to Reid's table and dropped the package there.

"What do you got there Baby Girl?" Morgan was happy for something to change the subject.

"I don't know. It's for junior G- man and I just signed for it." just as she said it, said man came out of Hotch's office with a bright smile on his face. Reid almost hopped down the small flight of stairs and skipped his way to his desk.

"Good news Reid?"

"Did you know that most people prefer asking for the bad news first so that they can see the positive outlook of a situation before making a decision rather than the other way around?"

"So, bad news then?"

"Oh! There's no bad news." He took his seat and his eyes lit up at the sight of the package. "It's actually the best news I've gotten since I finished my third PhD." his team mates shook their heads at him while Morgan stared. Whatever it was that had changed in Reid's life, it was making him happy. He didn't know whether to approve or disapprove of that. On one hand his Spencer - woah possessive much? - had come out of his shell, on the other hand someone else was helping Reid do it.

"What's in the box Reid?" Emily asked the young man who was staring at the contents of his package with disbelief and wonder. He couldn't answer his team mate with the amount of shock coursing through him. "Reid?"

"I... It's just..." almost reverently he put one hand in the box and began to fish out whatever was inside. It was a book, an old leather bound book, but it was in pristine condition.

"What is that?" Emily asked again but Garcia gasped in surprise.

"Oh my Baby Boy," she immediately swept the young man in an embrace and Spencer clung onto her, tears flowing down his face freely. Reid set the book down on the desk then tried to wipe at his face. Emily stared at the book and then she too gasped.

"Is that what I think it is?" Morgan didn't say anything. He'd been lost to the conversation at the first sight of genuine emotion in his - damn it! - Spencer's eyes. The man was usually so reserved and he had practically trained himself to hide his emotion but whatever it was that was in the box had him showing what he was feeling openly. It was a new sensation to Morgan's sight and he was beautiful. He wanted to see Spencer like that a lot more than he did before, and even now. When he started crying, the former cop could see in his eyes that they were happy tears. At that moment, he realized that it was not him that brought those expressions to Reid's face. He silently cursed whoever it was.

"It's my mom's original manuscript." Reid whispered as he dragged his fingers across the leather-bound pages reverently. "I thought they were gone." more tears fell from the hazel eyes just as JJ entered the bullpen.

"Oh my God, Spence! What happened?" she rushed over to him while Garcia dislodged herself from his embrace knowing that the blonde woman would want a turn for herself. "Is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine Jayje." He smiled at his friend.

"Then why are you crying?"

"I just received four of my mother's original manuscripts."

"That's wonderful Spence!" said man only nodded happily while Morgan vowed to himself that he would someday, hopefully soon, be the one to bring such joy to his Pretty Boy. Up at the gangway Hotch smiled at the scene. She never seized to surprise him.

XoxoxoX

"Hey Pen, I need your opinion on something." both Morgan and Garcia looked up from the pictures they'd been browsing on her laptop.

"What is it Baby Boy?"

"Does this look good?" both their jaws dropped at the sight of a dolled up Spencer Reid. He was wearing a dark blue dress shirt paired with black slacks. Instead of the usual vest, he had in hand a black coat. He looked very suave with most of his hair pulled back with a few strands framing his face.

"You look handsome Boy Genius! What's the occassion?"

"Are you sure?" Reid looked down on himself then turned to look at Morgan who had to clear his throat before he could speak. The dark skinned man thought he'd swallowed his tongue at the sight.

"Baby Girl's right Reid." he really couldn't call the other man Pretty Boy when he looked so manly in his attire. "It looks good on you."

"Thanks Morgan." the crooked smile that was flashed his way had Morgan swallowing hard. "I'll see you guys Monday."

"Ready to go Reid?" Hotch walked out of his office with his keys in hand and a brief case in the other.

"Let me just grab my bag." the younger man hurried to his desk where his messenger bag lay.

"You're going out with Hotch?" Morgan asked - demanded - as he tidied the last of his things in the messenger bag and grabbed his go bag from underneath his desk.

"No, he's just dropping me off."

"How did that happen?"

"Come on Spencer," Morgan gaped. Hotch never used their first name unless it was very personal. "You don't want to keep her waiting."

"Sorry Morgan, I have to go." Reid rushed. "I'm coming Aaron."

"The hell?" Morgan whispered as he watched the pair leave. "Hotch's Aaron but I'm Morgan? What the fuck is going on?"

"Oh you got it bad hot stuff." Garcia commented once they were completely alone in the bullpen.

"Baby Girl what am I gonna do?" Garcia smirked. This was right up her alley.

XoxoxoX

"Good morning Pretty Boy!" Spencer Reid looked up from the file he'd been reading only to be blindsided by the smile on Derek Morgan's face.

"Morning," Reid smiled back.

"Here you go," the dark man handed him a coffee cup. "Cup of sugar with a pinch of coffee." he smirked when the younger man blushed.

"I like it brown and sweet." the pale man grinned widely as Derek choked on his way to his own desk. Morgan dropped heavily on his seat and opened his mouth to retort when Reid's phone rang.

"Hey babe!"

"Hi."

"Are you up to go out Friday night?"

"Why?"

"I miss you." Spencer laughed.

"I was just there last night and you miss me already?"

"Well yeah, come on love. I haven't seen you in forever. Give me this?"

"Alright," Reid smiled and sighed at the same time. "If we don't get a case by then I'll see you Friday night."

"Thanks babe."

"I'll see you then love."

"See you. Love you."

"Love you too." As Morgan watched his partner end the call he suddenly wished they would get a case.

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