I'd love to own Criminal Minds and Reid, but sadly my dreams will never come true.
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What?
Morgan sits at his desk, staring at the empty desk across the room.
"Hey Spence." JJ says as Reid strides in. You can hear the rest of the team goes quiet. Reid looks around.
"What? Why is everyone staring at me? I feel nervous." He places his bag on the floor.
"What did you do to your hair?" Garcia walks in, as if in a trance. She comes up to Reid, reflexively grabbing his arm as he tries to back away, and duck out of her reach.
She starts petting his head.
"It's so soft… but where's our Goldie Locks? You looked so much prettier with hair/" Garcia laments as J.J and Prentis come over to touch his head as well.
"Well, I think he looks beautiful anyway." Morgan says loud enough for the girls to hear. Reid blushes deep.
Everyone looks at Morgan, shocked…waiting.
"You heard me. Don't mess with the kid. I think he looks great." Morgan clears his throat. He's calm, looking directly at Reid.
JJ looks back and forth between Reid and Morgan, her face twists in sort of a realization.
"Ah, I'm incredibly happy for you two." She hugs Reid, and he tentively hugs her back.
"Yeah," Prentis nods.
Garcia beams. "Finally! No more-"
"No more what?" Reid breaks free from the gaggle of women; he heads over to Morgan's desk and sits on the edge, extending his legs, and crosses his arms again. His jaw tightens, as he watches them.
"No more pretending there's no huge elephant in the room. You two should see how you two act around each other. Partners or not; we knew it."
Morgan and Reid smile, Hotch enters.
"New look?" Hotch nods at Reid.
Reid smirks. "Yeah, I'm going for the "I have cancer" look. Do you like?" He runs his hand over his head. Morgan thumps Morgan in the arm.
"Yeah, it's different." Hotch says before addressing the team.
"I think we need a little break. No need to come into work until tomorrow, so go home and relax." His face twitches in what could pass as a half smile.
"Why don't we go out for drinks later on?" Prentis suggests.
"Nah, I think I'm going to go home and catch up on some sleep." Morgan shakes his head.
"But next time, right?" Prentis shoot out?
"Yeah."
"Come on Reid, I'll take you home." Morgan gets up to leave. Reid follows.
"See you guys tomorrow." He leaves, grabbing his bag. They leave; Reid slipping his hand into Morgan's.
