Reid was sitting at a table with his friends. They were at a club (he had been dragged along). Everyone that had actually been dancing needed a break as they had been there for hours. The genius sighed, glanced at the dance floor, looked back to the table, and did a double take. He looked at something on the dance floor with wide eyes. But before anyone could ask what was captivating his attention, he got up and walked across the dance floor. His entire team watched him curiously. He walked straight up to a dancing youth with black hair that was dancing with a young boy with red hair.
They were both wearing kinda skimpy clothing. The brunet more so than the red head. The red head was wearing skin tight black pants and a skin tight glow-in-the-dark shirt with tons of raver kandi on both arms. The brunet was wearing black skin tight booty shorts and a black skin tight midriff T-shirt. He also had raver kandi all over his arms. He had multicolored furry leg warmers covering his calves. He truly was dressed more like a female raver than a male one.
The boy with dark hair and his red haired companion both looked to be just over the legal drinking age.
He placed himself directly between the two, facing the brunet. Immediately the brunet grabbed his intruder's hips and started dancing with him. A smile was placed on the appearing to be younger's face. His elder stopped him though, saying something to him with a determined look on his face. The boy in club clothing kept trying to dance with him though.
His elder kept trying to talk to him, trying to stop him every couple of seconds. It didn't even take a full ten minutes for the feminine male to take one of the hands holding the genius' hip and slide it up to his jaw. He got up on his tip toes slightly and leaned into the pale face of his dancing partner.
Each one of Reid's co-workers dropped their jaws and leaned forward, Even their usually stony faced leader. None believe what they were seeing.
Reid pulled back then, grabbed the hand that had been used to try and kiss him, and yanked the male from the building. He didn't even attempt to make eye contact with his team. Just stormed out.
"Are we sure he's straight?" Garcia asked then, raising her eyebrow slightly.
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Spencer came into the BAU the next morning with sunglasses on and a cup of coffee in hand. The coffee thing alone made his entire team curious; normally he grabbed coffee as soon as he got to work. He sat down and pulled a file of paper work out of his bag and put it in front of himself.
Then everyone just shrugged it off, he had probably been working on a file all night.
After about twenty minutes Garcia came out of her den and, upon seeing their resident genius, went directly to him.
"Oh Doctor Reid," She sang, using two fingers to tap him on the shoulder.
"What?" He snapped, turning around quickly.
The techie took a step backwards subconsciously; face showing just how frightened she was of him.
"Uh, s-sorry. I just wanted to know how you were last night after you left the club." She sounded like a wounded kitten, her not flowing tears choking her up.
"Fine. Can I get back to work now?" He asked, turning back to his work, his tone said that he didn't care how she felt about him being mean.
She nodded, then turned and sprinted back to her cave. Of course, her chocolate Adonis was all over it.
"What's your problem, Reid?" He basically growled, storming up to the back of his chair.
"My problem is everyone's apparent need to inhibit my productivity in my work." The genius said angrily, not turning around.
"Listen, you can't just-" Morgan started.
He put his hand on the younger males shoulder. That was when he got cut off.
Moving faster than probably anyone thought he could, Spencer had gotten out of his seat, and planted a nice blow with his right fist on his partners jaw. The bigger male nearly crashed to the ground from shock, and admittedly the force of the hit. The doctor just rolled his eyes.
He turned and started stalking towards the exit.
"Where are you going?" Emily called, running up to see if Morgan was alright.
"I need coffee!"
"You just had coffee."
"I need more!" He shouted, crashing through the doors that lead out of the building.