I own nothing.
This was apart of the music drabble: Dirt.
I'm stretching it.
Reid and Reiview?
Thrice: Circles
Paring: Morgan/Reid
Rating:K
Friendship/Pre-slash [?]
Morgan stares up at the ceiling; words just flowing. Reid curls on his side, listening to the rambles- tiredness seeping into their bones.
The headlights of cars swoop over their bodies; the whoosh of their passing...the coldness of the desert surrounding them.
Morgan talks about everything and nothing. He talks of love and loss and the mundane, the melancholy, the weather...the past present and future.
Reid listens as he talks in circles; trying to keep their nightmares at bay.
Trying to push them away...keep each other close.
Darkness settles over them- two friends exhausted after a grueling day.
Sleep never comes easy, but when they're together, somehow...it works.
Reid gives a worn smile as he reaches to curl an arm around Morgan's body, lying his head on Morgan's chest as he closes his eyes, listening to the solid heartbeats mingling together.
Morgan sighs, snuggling closer as they're both swirled off to sleep.
A/N:Thank you.