A/n: so, I'm trying to write a full story, but, to keep you guys going, I'm going to give you a cute little oneshot... Hope you enjoy it! ~CrimmyMindsTyper:)
A small locket of hair fell out of place, landing lightly on Spencer Reid's forehead. The rest of his hazel hair was fairly short and spiked up. The end of the single chunk was laying just on top of his thick rimmed glasses and he failed to move as he stared down his 'opponent'.
A bead of sweat rolled down the dark skinned face of Derek Morgan as he noticed Spencer's hair fall out of place.
The two men were silent as they played their game of poker-push-ups. Both of them wanting to end the game. Their eye contact was intense as they continued to play.
Derek was starting to get annoyed with the hair that had fell down. "C'mon Reid! Do you still want to play this game or are you as bored as me?" His voice held a slightly joking edge to it as he spoke and almost instantly he knew he was agreed with.
Removing his glasses and pushing all of his hair back Spencer sighed as he replied "Yeah! It's fun when you start, but now it's kinda boring."
A small chuckle slipped through both men's throats as they stood from the table and walked over to the twin beds. "You gonna have a shower before bed Reid? Or you just gonna wait until the morning?" The two were in sync as they retrieved their go bags, placing them on the beds before searching for something to sleep in.
"I'm gonna have a quick shower, how about you?" The younger man decided as he grasped his flannel pants and FBI academy polo shirt.
The older agent stripped to his boxers before walking to the other side of the room. "Yeah, I'm gonna have a quick one too. You go first." Morgan replied sitting down on a chair near the large open window.
After bother men had showered and were just about to go to bed, Morgan looked over to the young man and smiled, unwillingly. Reid's hair was wet and flat across his head. Without his glasses, he looked so much younger and fresher. Obviously he realised he was being stared at and looked up to meet Morgans almost blushful gaze.
"You okay there." Reid's voice came out slightly strained.
For some reason, Morgan felt oddly compelled to be extremely close to his young genius. Lunging forewarn so the two were next to each other Morgan spoke. "I, I dunno kid, you just look, different tonight. I mean, you like, I think I'm seeing you I a different way. But I don't know why I've only started feeling like this tonight. I-" before he could finish his sentence, he found a pair of moist, plump lips press against his own in a gentle yet passionate way.
"You feel the same to me as I do to you." Reid practically huffed out as they parted. "Tonight I, haven't seen you as Derek Morgan, my colleague or friend, I've seen you as just Derek Morgan. Flirting god, dancing guy!" They both laughed and leant in for another amazing kiss.
A/N: Yeah... Sorry it's so short! It's better than nothing! Yeah... My long, decent one will have chapter one up soon! Going away soon! I will have more creative thing! Read, rate, review... ENJOY! ~CrimmyMindsTyper:)