Hello everyone!

I'm RedCoral and I'm new to the fandom. I have been watching Criminal Minds for a long time and to be honest, I never considered Derek and Spencer could be together. But once I did, thanks to fanfiction, I couldn't get them out of my head. So, this fic was born!

It's the first Moreid (or Sperek? Which one?) try for me, so I hope I did it some justice.

I hope you like it.

Warnings: The fic takes place just before Alex left the team. If you haven't reached that part yet and don't want any spoilers, do not proceed! Rated T to be safe.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the show CM.

Chapter 1

Reid was always the one who woke up first out of the two of them and this time was no different. The alarm went off at 7 o'clock in the morning and Reid turned away from his lover towards the offending object that was blaring its tune unrelentingly and pushed the button that made it stop before the body next to him woke up in annoyance. He stretched his slim body, opening his eyes and closing them right away after taking in his bright surroundings. As much as he'd love to sleep in and cuddle with the man of his dreams, he needed to get up and take a shower before Derek woke up wanting to occupy the bathroom. He threw the covers away from his body, careful not to uncover Derek – not that the man would understand any difference since his body is naturally warm – and stood up away from the bed's warmth. He shivered as the cold caressed his skin, being in only his boxers, stretching his arms over his head. As he turned to move around the bed in order to go into the bathroom, he stopped for a minute, staring at the form that was currently spread like an eagle on the bed with Reid's pillow under his arm, as Reid occupied the space no more.

Spencer has an eidetic memory, so he could describe how Derek's body looked down to a T at any time. He could close his eyes and account every single time he had seen Derek Morgan, what he wore, what he said, how he stood ever since the moment he met him. But as he looked at him now, he didn't want to delve into the past. He wanted to stick to the present; he craved for his future with Derek. He was, for the first time, absolutely happy in his life.

The two of them had started getting closer after the Hankel case, the one where Reid had gotten kidnapped and tortured for two days straight. Morgan had insisted tailing him to make sure he was alright, to make sure that in case he wasn't, he had someone to talk to. But like the rest of the team members, Spencer Reid is a great profiler. That meant he knew what kind of front he needed to put up for the others, including Derek. He knew how he had to act around them to not raise suspicion. Surely, they could all see he was troubled. They could all probably guess he was haunted by nightmares of being bound and helpless during the night. However, none of them knew the depth of his emotional turmoil. None of them knew the extent of the damages done to his psyche. After a while though, he had taken enough hits for him to finally break. His drug addiction was on the verge of taking control over him and no one had any idea about it. He tried pushing them all away, but Morgan stayed no matter what. He had had his suspicions, but never pushed him to get help, never pushed him to get better. He had let him fight this demon on his own, believing in his strength to do so, while showing him he was not alone. He showed him time and time again that he was not going to abandon him like every other beloved had done.

After that, the two friends only got closer and closer. Reid kept on attracting psychos and Morgan kept on being overprotective, many times driving Reid insane with his pampering. Morgan was there every time Reid decided to put himself in the line of danger to either save his team or a lost person who simply needed guidance. They spent their weekends together arranging movie nights, or other activities they both enjoyed. At first, it didn't seem like they had much in common, but as they got closer to each other, the statement was eventually proven wrong. Later on, while working a case, Reid contracted anthrax; a lethal disease that could only be cured by a vaccine they didn't have. At that moment, Reid knew the probability of dying was pretty high. However, his first thought was not "I don't want to die". It was "I can't let Derek in. I won't let him die, I can't live without him", which led him to lock the door right to his best friend's face. Though soon enough, he realized Derek Morgan was not simply his best friend, he was something more, something Reid thought was untouchable. He stood on the wrong side of the glass door and watched as his best friend's face turned from worry, to concern, to helplessness and sadness and settling into terror and all he could think about was how he wanted to tell him how much he meant to him, how much he loved him, how he wished this was only a prank and he could unlock the door and wrap his arms around the agent's body. But he couldn't let him in. He couldn't bear to see him hurt, so he didn't.

They survived the ordeal and at first Derek was mad at him, but then he couldn't leave Spencer's side. They were attached to the hip, as Garcia would say, both of them harboring feelings they were scared to admit. Then Reid got shot in the neck while the agents were trying to arrest an UnSub. It was so sudden, if it wasn't for the unreal amount of pain he had felt, he would have thought it was all a dream. He remembered not being able to think anything else other than Derek, fighting to stay conscious to make sure he was alright, to see him at least one last time before his eyes. He remembered blacking out and waking up in the ambulance with Derek by his side holding his hand. He remembered thinking "he's okay. I can go." He remembered Derek begging him to stay awake, to stay with him. He remembered being unable to. The first word he heard coming from Derek's mouth when he woke up in the hospital was a simple "Spencer" pronounced in a relieved tone. He remembered the light in his eyes as the agent realized the genius had not been defeated once again. Reid's thoughts had been occupied by a certain agent after that. He had been through so much in all his years in BAU. He had been through so many near-death experiences, which made him realize he could die any day now. All it would take was one little mistake and his existence could be terminated in a millisecond. But he couldn't bear the thought of dying without Derek knowing his true feelings that filled his heart with warmth every time he even glanced at him. So, after he was released from the hospital, the first place he visited was Derek's house.

He remembered the look of surprise as Morgan answered the door and how his face lit up when he realized Reid was the one standing before him. He remembered the awkwardness that ensued as Reid tried to find the words, opening and closing his mouth like a fish, wanting more than anything to confess his feelings, but being afraid of rejection. Derek had to calm him down with that soothing voice of his, and reassure him that he could tell him anything, that no matter what came out of his mouth next, he wouldn't run away; he was there to stay. He remembered the words coming out of his mouth as easily as the river's waters follow the path to the sea. He remembered the stunned expression on the other agent's face as he struggled for the words to sink in. He remembered considering running away, apologizing, promising he would never see him again, convinced that his love for Derek was not reciprocated. But then, Derek shocked him as he pressed his lips against his own in a passionate and emotional kiss. He remembered them coming up for air, resting their forehead on the other's, Derek looking him in the eye as he almost whispered, "Thank God. I thought I was the only one". Then Spencer said, "You're not," and kissed him again.

He shook his head to shake the memories off. They had been together for quite a while now, and recounting every memory with Derek could take him hours. So, he moved to the bathroom and turned on the water, waiting for it to get hot as he shed off his clothes and hopped in. Thirty minutes later, he was done with his moisturizing routine and dressed for the day and was currently preparing the coffee maker for the couple's morning dose of caffeine. Not long after the coffee's aroma had whiffed through the house, a pair of strong arms encircled Spencer's slim waist, followed by a kiss on his neck.

"Morning," Derek mumbled, nuzzling Spencer's neck. He had woken up by the distinctive smell of coffee and the noticeable absence of a warm body against his own. He had opened his eyes and as soon as he had felt awake enough to stand up, he did and had made his way to find Spencer. He found him in the kitchen with his back to him, fumbling with the buttons on the coffee maker. As he reached him, he didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around him to bring him closer to his own body. He marveled in the fact that Spencer didn't flinch at all. It was as if he expected the touch, or even better, that he actually welcomed it. It had taken so much to reach where they were, and after everything the younger man had gone through, it didn't surprise Derek that Spencer needed some time till he got it through his thick skull that Derek wasn't going anywhere, that he was there to stay, that he had no intention of letting him go. Even now sometimes, Spencer's insecurities won and he tried to push him away, to give him an out. But Derek, instead, only pulled him closer, showering him with love through actions, not only words since they alone did not have the desired effect. He had loved Reid for so long; it was hard to believe Spencer could doubt that. But he knew it wasn't about Derek, it was about Reid himself and his insecurities and the blows to his confidence that he received sometimes. So Derek was never too tired of showing his feelings, never too tired of loving Spencer. He was in fact pleasantly surprised that he still loved him as much as the very first time it dawned on him, if not more. The time when Reid had been tortured and he could do nothing but stand by and witness it until they made progress with locating the UnSub, when all he wished was that the UnSub had taken him and not Spencer, when he wished he could take all the pain away even if that meant bearing it himself. Spencer Reid was 'it' for Derek Morgan and he wouldn't have it any other way.

"Morning, sleepyhead," Spencer smiled softly as he felt Derek's breath on his neck, taking comfort in the feeling of the other man's weight against him.

"Ready to work, I see," Derek observed, feeling the clothed back touching his chest. He marveled in the fact that they seemed to fit so well. It was like Spencer's body was molded in such way as to fit perfectly in his arms.

"Yes, I am. You should get ready too, or we're going to be late," Reid said, turning around in his lover's arms, wrapping his own around his neck to steady himself.

"Is that so?" Morgan said with a smirk on his face, leaning in so that their lips were only a breath away. He saw Spencer's eyes move from his mouth to his eyes several times, obviously trying to decide if they had some time to fool around before anything else. He could see the temptation in his eyes, so Derek licked his lips, knowing the movement wouldn't go unnoticed, wanting to make the choice easier for the other man. He felt more than saw Spencer's breath hitch and knew Reid had made the right choice. He closed his eyes and braced himself for what was coming, leaning just a tad bit closer to meet him halfway. But the kiss he expected never came. The warm breath that was exhaled against his lips was now gone. He opened his eyes confused, only to find a mischievously smirking Spencer leaning away from him with an evil but oh-so-sexy glint in his eyes, looking amused at him. "Did you just trick me?"

"What?" Spencer asked in that innocent voice that he knew drove Derek crazy accompanied with the look of innocence he knew turned him on more than anything. He looked down at his watch and faked surprise, saying "I got to go." He untangled himself from the strong arms and went to the couch where his satchel was. He grabbed it, taking his keys, phone and wallet from the coffee table, rambling all the while, "feel free to take a shower. The towels are in the closet, you're go bag by the bed. Remember we're going out for drinks after work tonight! Oh, and don't forget to lock the door on your way out. See you at the office," he walked to where Derek was staring at him shocked at the energy that had suddenly emerged through him and at his frantic movements, but Reid didn't stop to explain. Instead he kissed him on the cheek, muttering "bye" before he rushed out the door. Before, though it was completely shut, Reid went back in, "one last thing."

Morgan looked at him confused as Spencer walked back inside and to him. He felt him getting so close to him, almost every surface of their bodies were touching one another, but Reid didn't make any move to kiss him. Instead, he leaned into his ear and breathed, "The pleasure isn't in doing the thing, the pleasure is in planning it." And just like that, he was gone. Morgan stood there confused about the whole planning thing Reid said just now. Surely, he wasn't planning anything for tonight, right? They were going for drinks with the team tonight. Garcia had been pestering them all how she needed some fun time with her babies, and since they had no case today, just some paperwork, they had all agreed to go out. No exceptions. But the team didn't know about Derek and Spencer's relationship. As far as they knew they were the best of friends who after some hardships had gotten even closer than before. So, even if Reid had something planned for tonight, he couldn't act on with the rest of the team present. He shook his head, an amused smile playing on his lips as he found his way around Reid's apartment. He had been here enough times to know it by heart, and have a spare set of clothes in Reid's closet just in case. He grabbed those and went to the bathroom, ready to face the day.

So, what did you think? Good? Bad? Awful? Meh?

Did anyone recognize where what the last thing Reid said to Derek is from? If you did, tell me!

This was just the start of the story, to set its background. More happens in the next chapter. IF you want to read it, that is.

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Until next time... (I hope).