Disclaimer: I don not own criminal mind, just the plot. I hope you enjoy this one-shot. It's my very first story on fanfiction, flames are not allowed…so if you don't like this story then don't read it.

Warning: If you're against a slash then this story is not for you. Sorry there are no lemons but there is slight smut.

Dreaming Of You

Morgan jerked awake, his heart was pounding and sweat drenched his shirt.

"It's just a dream," he mumbled as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. The case he was working on troubled him, even though they caught the killer. Morgan couldn't get the images of dead bodies out of his head.

The snoring from the other bed reminded him, he wasn't alone. Spencer continued to snore and mutter in his sleep. Morgan did have feelings for the young man, but always thought the feelings weren't the same.

He knew from a young age that he was gay.

Although he did try dating women he never felt a connection like he did with men.

Morgan's heart belonged to one person only, Spencer. He loved Spencer's long curly auburn hair, his huge puppy eyes that made him look so innocent, and how he knew everything and anything.

Spencer tossed and turned, the bed creaking with every movement.

"Morgan, baby… stop!" Spencer muttered.

Morgan sprung up wondering if his mind was playing tricks on him.

"Morgan, Morgan!" Spencer cried.

Morgan smiled, shocked about what he heard.

"So pretty boy does have feelings for me," Morgan thought.

"Tomorrow…..tomorrow I'll tell him," Dereck vowed to him self before falling asleep.

Spencer woke up the next morning; he briefly looked around trying to remember where he was.

Spencer stretched recollecting his memory bit by bit.

"Hey pretty boy, I thought you would never wake up. How'd you sleep?" Morgan asked.

He was already dressed in a black Henley shirt and jeans.

"Good," muttered Spencer blushing recalling his dream.

"I'm going to go take a shower," Spencer said getting out of bed and bolting into the bathroom.

He pulled off his clothes and jumped into the stall. As the water poured against his skin he pondered about his dream. He did have feelings for Derek, but he knew Derek wouldn't be interested in him.

Spencer loved his coppery brown skin and his toned body. He also loved Derek's confidence and how he always brightened a room when he entered it.

Spencer got out the shower and dressed in a white button down shirt, under a grey cardigan with matching grey skinny jeans. He walked into the room to find Morgan's eyes glued to the television as he channel surfed. Spencer cleared his throat,

"Morgan I have something to tell you," his voice barely audible.

"What is it pretty boy?" Morgan asked, patting the bed, motioning for him to sit.

Spencer sat down and sighed,

"Morgan, I love you. You are the first and last thing I think about before going to sleep. I know that you might-"

Spencer felt a soft pair of lips press against his. Morgan broke away and looked deeply into Spencer's eyes.

"I love you too."

Author's note: Okay don't forget to review what you thought of this story, I enjoyed writing it so I hope you enjoyed reading it.

Love Claire.