"What are you doing?" Reid asked from where he stood in the door of nursery, staring in disbelief at his lover. Morgan just grinned at him, standing in front of the changing table.
"Garcia gave it to me earlier, for the party tonight," Morgan answered, "I dunno, I think it's kind of cute."
"You're dressing our son up like, like…what is that supposed to be?" Reid said, stepping into the room for a closer look.
"He's Wolverine," Morgan said, laughing, "Can't you tell?"
"Forgive me," Reid remarked dryly, "but I believe 'Wolverine' is chewing on one of his claws."
Sure enough, Alexander had one of the felt claws in his mouth, gnawing happily away. Reid supposed he did look very cute, in a little black and yellow jumpsuit, with six little felt claws and even some tiny felt dog tags. Not quite what he thought Garcia would pick out, but yes, it was very cute.
Morgan tugged the costume out or their son's mouth, and then gently stroked his cheek. Reid felt a warm feeling spread through him, like it always did when he saw Morgan and Alexander together. He loved watching Morgan care for their son, holding him or feeding him. Morgan noticed Reid watching him and pulled him over, draping an arm around his shoulders and kissing his hair.
"Well, what do you think of our little superhero?" Morgan teased, and Reid pretended to consider it seriously.
"Hmm, I don't know," He said, "I kind of like my superhero better." They both mock-groaned at the corny line, and shared a quick kiss before Reid bent to pick Alexander up.
"We should go, Garcia said the party starts at seven," He told Morgan, cradling their son and looking around for Alexander's jacket, "Do you think he needs a hat?"
"It's got a hood," Morgan told him, pulling the yellow and blue fabric from his pocket and putting it on Alexander's head, "There we go."
"My hero," Reid said dryly, but he was smiling.