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This is a song fic…Mum&Sons' White Blank Page
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Trying something new with an OFC…
Reid comment enjoy
Can you lie next to her
and give her your heart,
your heart?
As well as your body,
and can you lie next to her
and confess your love,
your love?
Morgan stares up at the ceiling as she shifts. Gina, soft curves and butter skin.
Morgan stares at the ceiling trying to explain to himself why.
Why he was putting her through this.
She blinks awake, sleepy stirring as hazel eyes search Morgan's face.
"What baby?" her voice is scratchy with sleep as Morgan sits up.
"Nuthin' babe, go back to sleep." he murmurs soothingly and she sinks back into the pillow, drifting back to sleep.
He slips from under the covers, reaching on the side of the bed for his boxers; he slips them on silent, as if not to disturb Gina.
He pads to the bathroom, staring at the reflection in the mirror.
He braces himself against the sink, staring at the man in the mirror. Pathetic. Just pathetic.
Morgan scrubs a hand across his face.
He knows he doesn't love her, that his heart is somewhere else...with someone else.
And it isn't fair to her, to himself.
He flicks on the shower to get ready for work.
As well as your folly
and can you kneel before the king
and say 'I'm clean', 'I'm Clean'?
Reid grabs his satchel, the soft leather molding into his hands. This is not a good day.
The ghosting tendrils of addiction sink into the crevasses in his brain, wrapping him in a lover's embrace.
He wants to use so badly.
He wants to erase the harsh emotions scrubbing across his tender skin like obsidian.
He feels too much, too hard too fast for him to breathe, for his heart to catch itself from falling.
Reid would be telling Morgan about this, but he's happy with Gia. Gia doesn't favor Reid much and she has told him as much. Reid's kept his distance out of respect. But right now, he's hurting and doesn't know who to go to. Morgan was his pillar and now he's just stone.
Reid grabs the toast of the kitchen table; his battered copy of Ovid's Metamorphosis and heads out the door.
He pushes the thought out of his mind. He has to catch the metro.
But tell me now
where was my fault,
in loving you with my whole heart?
Gia fingers the cold side of the bed.
Derek Morgan's off to save the world again, leaving her alone, yet again.
She knows.
She knows that he doesn't love her, and yet...she stays.
Why?
Because he's a good man, despite all the secrets (he won't tell him about his childhood,) the fact that he's in love with his best friend.
Everything always comes back that...him.
The walking encyclopedia.
"Reid does this," or "the kid, he..."
When the phone rings, it's that...kid, and Morgan gets this look on his face, this light that he's never had for her. Ever.
And when he needs Morgan, Derek goes running, damn her and the rest.
But what burns her most is the nickname.
What straight man calls their assumingly straight best friend 'Pretty Boy.'
There's an issue that she can't shake.
Der called out his name as he came.
HE CALLED OUT THAT FAG'S
GIA! NAME WHILE INSIDE HER.
While in bed with her. While making love to her.
That wasn't the first time and it won't be the last.
It happens all the time, his name slipping past Der's lips as he addresses her.
Gia.
She knows it's time for her to go.
So tell me now
where was my fault,
in loving you with my whole heart?
Reid stirs the fourth packet of sugar into his coffee. He needs more to wake him up…he had one of 'those' nights.
A hand slips across his neck, warm, strong…Reid holds back a purr as he leans into the touch.
"Mornin' Pretty Boy." Morgan says with a smile. He's way too close, cheek brushing Reid's hair as he reaches around him to grab a coffee mug. Reid's electrified as Morgan pulls away.
"Good Morgan, Morning…" Reid's brow furrows as the words jumble off his tongue.
Morgan laughs…his smile doesn't quite reach the eye.
"One of those nights?" Morgan asks quietly, concern pulling at his face.
"No..." Reid starts to lie but thinks better of it."Yeah. It's pretty bad." His mouth twitches into a frown.
"You would think with all the book smarts I would be able to beat this, but my body…it betrays me. It's…hard." Reid whispers as Morgan pulls Reid into a hug. Reid rests his head against Morgan's shoulder.
"Kid, you know you should have called or something. I know"-
"Morgan, your girlfriend hates me. And I wouldn't want to"-
"Gia's a big girl, she can understand that you're a friend who's going through some…things and needs some help."
"She hates me Morgan, she told me."
"What?" Morgan pulls back from Reid, looking him in the eye.
"She knows that I love you Morgan. I mean can you blame her. I…" Reid thinks as Morgan searches his face.
"Pretty Boy-"
"It's okay Morgan, I can deal with that. I'm a big boy." Reid says with a huge smile. Morgan laughs, squeezing him tight again before ruffling his hair.
"I'm sorry Kid, I should have seen that." Morgan tense a bit, Reid sighs grabbing his coffee and downing it.
Her white blank page
& a swelling rage, rage
Gia paces Morgan's apartment as the phone rings.
She yanks it off the receiver and answers.
"Derek?" She screams.
"So it's full name now?" Morgan's voice is calm. "You told Pretty Boy to stay away from me?"
"You call because of that? You are unfucking believable!" She cries as she flings more clothes into a bag.
"You care more about that piece of shit that me."
"You're jealous of Reid?" Morgan shoots back.
"No, I'm angry because he's all you ever talk about. I'm angry because you touch him more than you touch me. I'm fuckin' pissed because you fuck me but SAY HIS NAME? What the hell am I supposed to think?" Her voice shakes.
Morgan's silent, breathing sharp in the static charge over the phone, connected by the thinnest of wires that's ready to snap.
"Nothing to say? I'm done. I can't…I won't take second place to that bastard-"
"Say another bad thing about him…bye Gia." Morgan flicks his cell off.
Gia stares at the phone, dead tone raping her ear.
You did not think
when you sent me to the brink,
the brink
Morgan breaks out in a cold sweat.
HE just…
For Reid?
No, she pushed him over the edge.
No, he was always there just looking for a way out.
One hundred and two pounds lifted off his shoulders.
Morgan looks up to catch Reid staring at him.
Reid blushed deeply before scurrying away.
Morgan closes his eyes…everything's gonna work out.
You desired my attention
but denied my affections,
affections
Gia screams, Clooney growls and snarls at her.
The bastard just broke up with her.
She always knew…and yet she stayed.
No more. She's done.
Clooney barks.
She never liked the stupid dog anyway.
So, tell me now
where was my fault,
in loving you with my whole heart.
Reid fidgets with files on his desk, the B.A.U just waking itself.
Reid looks up to find Morgan staring at him.
"Hey?" Reid whispers.
"Hey." Morgan says back, a nervous smile on his face.
"Was that…" Reid asks.
"She broke up with me…or I did. I' m not even sure what happened.
"You didn't have to. I mean you loved her right?" Reid' s voice is precariously close to breaking.
So' s his heart.
"No. I didn't." Morgan whispers, breathless.
Reid looks straight at Morgan, holding his breath.
"No?" He squeaks.
"No. Pretty Boy. I love you Reid. I just didn't…know how to come clean. Well, that's done now." Morgan turns on his heels to walk away.
"Morgan?" Reid calls after him.
"Yeah?" Morgan whispers.
"Ditto." Reid blushes. Damn, he wishes he had his hair to hide behind right now.
"Good." Morgan smiles, heading towards Garcia's office.
Lead me to the truth
and I will follow you with my whole life
Reid smiles to himself.
Morgan loves him?
Morgan loves him.
A/N: So….what'd you think.
Still wanna hear your deep thinky thoughts.
