Derek waved off the team as they left the house late that night. They had a team bar-b-que at Spencer and Derek's, then hung around watching movies until it got late. The man shut the door then looked towards the couch where Spencer stood up from. The young man walked towards Derek and sent a soft kiss to his lips.

"I'm beat." He breathed. "I'm going to bed."

Derek gave a small smile and nodded. He watched as Spencer walked into the bathroom, then Derek walked over to the couch and sat down with a loud sigh.

After about two minutes he heard the bathroom door open and heard the soft feet walk.

"Derek?"

The man's head looked up but didn't meet Spencer gaze. Spencer blinked then slowly walked over to the couch. "Baby, whats wrong?"

Derek sighed again and shook his head. "Nothing." He whispered.

Spencer brought the back of his hand to the man's cheek. "It doesn't look like nothing. You seem upset."

"I'm not upset." Derek said a little too harsh. He sighed again and looked at Spencer, who tilted his head a little and smiled.

"Tell me."

Derek gulped. What if Spencer said it was true? What if Spencer broke up with him because of it? Derek leaned forward on the couch and brought his two hands together. "Spencer? H-how long have you known Rossi?"

Spencer frowned a little and shook his head. He hummed a little. "Four years."

Derek nodded. "And... you like him?"

Spencer nodded. "I love him."

Derek's head snapped up. "You what?"

Spencer smiled. "I love him Derek."

The man's brows narrowed. "What was that gift he gave you?"

Spencer looked towards the TV. "A statue from France."

Derek looked at the shiny black statue of a woman holding a child. The man's brows narrowed more. He looked back at Spencer. "And you had to kiss him for that?" He snapped.

Spencer lightly chuckled. "What kiss?"

"I saw you kiss him."

Spencer shook his head. "Derek, Rossi is from France, that's how they kiss, one on each cheek."

Derek shook his head angrily. "Let me beat to the chase, Spencer, are you sleeping with Rossi?"

Spencer's eyes widen and he burst in laughter. "What!" He brought his hand to his stomach when he couldn't breathe anymore. "Oh my god, Derek! Are you jealous?" He said. He stood breathing heavy and his smiled slowly faded at seeing the man staring down at the carpet. Spencer blinked then sighed.

"Oh, Derek." He leaned into the mans shoulder. "You big goof." He said low. You know you're the only one for me."

Derek bit his bottom lip. "So you're not-"

"Derek, come on, you know me. Rossi... he's like a father to me. One doesn't sleep with one's father... unless their adopted, it wouldn't make any difference."

"But Rossi isn't your father." Derek pointed out.

Spencer grabbed Derek's hand and entwined their fingers. "Oh, Derek, I love you and all your jealousy. It makes me love you more. But baby, you have to realize that you have my heart, by now."

Derek looked at him. Spencer brought his hand to the mans chin. "Cheer up, my big chocolate baby." He looked at Derek's chest and hummed. "You're the only one I want. And the only one I love."

Derek gulped as he stared Spencer in the hazel eyes that were actually so full of the love he claimed. The man smiled a little. "I guess it is stupid of me to think like that."

Spencer smiled sadly and shook his head. "Not stupid, it's adorable. Who would have thought Derek Morgan was the jealous, insecure type of man. It's quite the turn on." He said low.

Derek smiled more. "I love you Spencer."

Spencer nudged the man with his leg. "You don't have to tell me that, I already know." He sent a soft kiss to Derek's lips. "But it's still nice to hear. And I love you too."

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