Sorry if your reading any of my other stories but I am going through major writers block. I've decided I need to write something so I'm going to write this little one-shot. If you think I can continue it then please tell me. Enjoy!

Morgan/Reid

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The light was wam on his back as it streamed in through the small window in his bedroom. The sheets to his bed only covered his waist down, showing his toned back and arms. One lightly curled around the small form asleep next to him. Derek Morgan slowly open his eyes to find his face mere inches from the man he loved.

A smile crept to his lips and he let loose a light chuckle which didn't even make the younger man next to him stir. He studies his lips. They formed a perfect bow, without any imperfections. Coloured in a fair pink, inviting to be kissed Just smooth lines which no one would think could sprout such useless information but the words coming from this mouth were always true. Always meaningful. Whether he was explaining the process of human digestive system or screaming his name whilst they were making love. They never lied, never harmed, never hurt. This is what Derek Morgan loved about Spencer Reid.

His eyes moved to where his deep brown eyes were. Always expressing such emotion. They were close now, lost in the world of dreams but he could see them so clearly in his mind. The way his eyes sparkled whenever he was happy. The hazel looked like they were blessed with dazzling stars whenever this emotion crossed them and Derek Morgan loved the feeling whenhe knew that he had made those brilliant eyes sparkle. He could look into those eyes for a decade without losing interest. They were breathtaking. They were beautiful. Even plagued with sadness they were inspiring. This is what Derek Morgan loved about Spencer Reid.

He moved the arm that was draped over his young colleague up to his face and slowly stroked the soft hair which currently surrounded it. He had cut it shorter than ithad been since they had met but it still portrayed the shy, boyish charm brilliantly. It was littered with curls which he was currently twisting his findgers around in, marelling at the soft feeling beneath his fingers. His hair was almost the colour of his eyes, only a shade darker and just as impressive. This is what Derek Morgan loved about Spencer Reid.

Looking over his lover he saw the time on the clock to be 7:00. They had to be up to start getting ready for work soon and as much as he didn't want to disturb this blisful moment he knew he had to wake Reid up.

"Hey, pretty boy, wake up." he lightly shook his partner awake and a moan escaped his lips.

"I don't want to get up!" Reid said and pulled the covers up to his forehead.

"C'mon." he moved to kiss the top of his head and Reid pulled the blanket down to his chin, a pleading look in his eyes and a pout on his lips.

"No, pretty boy, don't give me that look." Morgan said smiling slightly.

"I don't wat to get up." he repeated, moving closer and cuddling in to Morgan's side. "Your warm." he stated.

"We have to get up."

Reid turned his face towards Morgan an placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "No we don't" he said and kissed him once again. This time more passionate.

Morgan could tell he was only doing it so he wouldn't make them get out of bed but he didn't care. He was to happy. Morgan broke the kiss to flip Reid onto his back. "I love you." he whispered into his ear.

Reid looked straight into Morgan's eyes. "I love you too." he repeated before once again capturing the older man's lips.