Warning: I do not own any of the characters mentioned. Unfortunately, cuz I would love to have my little Reid this involves man on man SMEX. If u don't like it don't read. Read and review!

Secret Love

Reid is beautiful, Morgan thought, watching him play cards with himself on their way home from a particularly hard case. The unsub had been a sexual sadist, targeting young men in east LA. They all looked like Reid: tall, awkward, with beautiful, feminine faces. They'd all had his personality too; sweet and deathly afraid of other people.

Reid had been captured and tied up, and you could still the rope burn on his wrists. Morgan had been the one to save him, bursting in on them, the unsub standing over him with knife tracing over his throat, Reid's shirt ripped away. Morgan had killed him instantly, without hesitation, shooting him

I noticed that he was beautiful the first time he walked into the BAU, all wide-eyed, awkward innocence. He wouldn't anyone's eyes and didn't shake hands, just gave an awkward little wave. But despite all this he was strangely sensual, and irresistibly sexy. He walked with a dancer's grace, his hips swinging in a deliciously sinful way. But it wasn't until Morgan got to know him that he knew the true extent of how perfectly gorgeous his pretty boy was.

"Morgan?" asked Reid in a quiet voice, and he realized that he had been staring at the brunette for far too long to be appropriate. "Are…are you all right?" Reid was horribly uncomfortable, shifting under the tall, dark skinned mans gaze.

"I'm fine. Just tired" Came his gruff answer, laced with exhaustion and a little bit of lust.

"Oh" Reid looked away awkwardly, returning to his cards, his cheeks slightly pink. Morgan tried not to read too much into it. He returned to his ruminations.

Yes, Reid's true beauty wasn't the height of his cheek bones of the willowyness of his frame, it was his personality. No, it was his soul. He was sweet and selfless, always trying to make others comfortable even if he felt ill at ease. He was so smart, a true genius, as he was constantly proving with his ever present stream of facts. And he was so heartbreakingly innocent. Just the mention of sex had him a blushing, stuttering mess, and he could say some of the most suggestive things without any idea how thin Morgan's control was slipping. But he could be so coy and playful when he let his guard down. This was when Morgan liked him best, when he let Morgan into his heart just a tiny bit, just enough for him to get a glimpse of the amazing person he hid behind facts and statistics.

Morgan watched as Reid's head drooped and he fell asleep on the table, his cards crushed beneath him. He smiled. Reid was always so cute when he slept.