Hey guys, this is Just Love sequel. Hope you'll like it.

Spencer Reid had always been troubled with some concepts in life. There were concepts he found hard to logically understand. He had solved some of them. Real friendship was one of those.

He knew friendship was a way to chase loneliness away or to advance in life. You needed some kind of friendship. But he had seen friendship he couldn't logically define. There were few of those, but they were real. Friendships that had no logical, primal, survival instinct reasons to exist. He hadn't understood and then came the BAU. Their team friendship hadn't any logical reason to exist, but it was there. With time, Spencer had understood that those were more than friendship they were families.

And then there were those that were still a puzzle. One of them was love. He didn't really understand love. He knew about it and had read the most famous love story ever written, but it was still weird to him. Technically, it was only a chemical reaction of your body. For years, the kid, teenager and then adult that he was had wondered what it would be like to feel that. He had to wait until he was 25 to recognize the feeling.

Those weird butterfly like feelings in his stomach or the way his heart sped up every single time he was around finally made sense. Spencer Reid was in love with his teammate. He was in love with Derek Morgan.

He didn't know what to do.

Love was something important for Derek. Spencer knew the black man thought loved was important. He loved his family and their team. But Spencer also knew Derek loved casual sex.

The genius knew nothing good would end up of his feelings. It would hurt Derek…because Derek couldn't stand to hurt someone he loved. And Spencer knew Derek loved him, in a brotherly, friendly kind of love. It would never be the same kind as the one Spencer had for the older man.

So Spencer would go to bed at night, retaining tears that would flow in his sleep anyway. Sometimes, he wished he didn't have an IQ of 187 or that he didn't have an eidetic memory. That way, he could have believed in those fairy tales Garcia always talked about. But he knew it wasn't possible. He had experienced and seen too much things in his life to think the opposite. Love wasn't easy, especially not for homosexual couples.

Spencer sighed; it didn't matter anyway, because Derek was the straightest man around. There always was a woman around him. Women were attracted to him like butterflies were attracted to the most colourful flower. He knew he was attracted to Derek.

No matter how much he tried to, he could never resist to Derek Morgan. He'd take every smile and every touch. Derek was more addictive than Dilaudid and it wasn't a safer drug. Because he knew he couldn't get over that addiction. He had overcome Dilaudid because of Derek, because he was better than drugs.

But he still had to find anything better than Derek.

So, what did you think? There might be a third and last story if you guys ask for it.
Love, Anne