I own nothing…
Um…so, today is a sucky day. And I'm getting through it for the most part.
So to…distract myself…fic time.
Nothing major- but it moves the boys along.
R/R/E!
Morgan stares at the ceiling as pink scales the walls of his living room. Reid snuggles closer to Morgan as they lay on the couch- Morgan heart pounds as Reid's breath puffs along his neck.
Morgan curses himself to bits as he looks over at Reid- soft features smoothed out in sleep.
How in the hell did he get to this point?
He can feel their hearts beating in time with each other.
Reid shifts- fist curling in Morgan's shirt; he blinks, eyes slowly sliding into focus.
"M'gan?" Reid yawns.
"Mornin' Pretty Boy." Morgan gives Reid a smile. Reid eyes widen when he realizes where he is.
"'m sorry." Reid untangles his limbs from Morgan's- blush creeping to his cheeks.
"'s alright." Morgan whispers- throat constricting as Reid moves away from him. Morgan swipes at his eyes as they both sit up on the couch. He stifles a laugh as Reid stretches out- putting him in the mind of a cat as a self-content look crosses Reid's face.
Reid's brow furrows – smile replaced quickly with a frown.
"What is it?" Concern creeps into Morgan's voice.
"Nothing." Reid stares at his hands settled in his lap.
"Come on, man- you know you can talk to me about anything." Morgan places a hand on Reid's shoulder. Reid looks at Morgan- lip caught between his lips. Morgan lets his hand fall; Reid shivers at the loss. He stares at his hands again.
"I shouldn't be afraid of the dark…" Reid murmurs. Morgan sighs- fingers tapping against his thigh instead of lacing their way in between Reid's.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about- we're all afraid of something." Morgan says. Reid rolls his eyes.
"Okay- don't believe me?" Morgan nudges Reid in the shoulder.
"I'm not sayin' I'm afraid of them or anything; but butterflies are my thing. Butterflies creep me out." Morgan says with the straightest face. Reid's brow furrows even deeper.
"Are you serious?" Reid's looks at Morgan skeptically.
Morgan shivers at the thought of…
"I saw this documentary on insects on the Nat Geo- and…they magnified the damn thing's face like 500 times…and the wings and the antenna…a butterfly's creepy as hell." Morgan shivers.
Reid's eyebrows twitch.
*Morgan's dead serious* Reid thinks.
"Lepidopterophobia." Reid's voice hitches- he doesn't want to laugh. "The f-fear of b-butterflies or moths?" The words have trouble fumbling out of Reid's mouth as he calms down. He nibbles on his bottom lip.
"What, no statistics or whatever to say that I'm nuts, kid?" Morgan grouses. He ruffles Reid's hair- planting a chaste kiss on his forehead.
Reid sighs- relaxing against Morgan's shoulder. He bats his lashes at him.
"You protect me from the dark- and I keep the butterflies away." Reid smiles as Morgan throws an arm around Reid's shoulder- laughter rumbling through his chest.
A/N: I'm not afraid of butterflies and moths…they are legit creepers.
Anywho- hope everyone's having a really good week.
There is a girl hula hooping in the middle of the café. I want to meet her.
*wandering mind*
Me thinks a solo!Morgan chapter shall be next. If you don't know what I mean… *sigh* you may have a happy surprise. Smut's kinda like fun…moderate doses does wonders.
'Til then…*hugs*
