Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds

A/N: Guess I'm not done with this after all. However, the following chapters will mostly be drabbles, all set after what happened in the previous three chapters, and will have no plot, whatsoever, probably just some more funny, cuddliness than anything else. Just a way for me to play with these two a little more. Review please.

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Morgan cleaned himself off, and then ran Reid's bath. Morgan returned from running Reid's bath, just as a hard knock sounded on the door. Reid groaned as he stood up, grabbing a Kleenex and wiping the sticky mess off of his abdomen. As he pulled on his clothes, walking to the door, the knock was repeated.

"Coming!" Reid yelled, pulling his shirt on, hurriedly doing the buttons. Morgan had pulled on his boxers and pants, and was now sitting in the hallway, watching as Reid stumbled towards the door, obviously a little sore from the sex. Reid pulled open the door, his eyes widening at the sight of a police officer holding up his badge.

"Are you Spencer Reid?"

"Y-yes, that's me….is there a problem?" The police officer didn't answer his question, a cold look on his face as he put his badge away.

"Can I see your ID?" Reid complied immediately, searching his pockets, and then pulling his wallet out, nervously handing the officer his driver's license. The officer looked at it, glanced at Reid, and then handed it back, looking satisfied.

"A neighbor called, said he heard screaming," the officer started, and then paused, glancing back at Morgan with a worried expression. "Is everything alright here?"

Reid went bright red, his back tensing. "Everything's fine…! We were…um…watching a movie…I must've had it on too loud…" The officer's eyes went to the old television, obviously skeptical that it could create enough noise to worry the neighbors.

"Alright…you just call me if you have any problems…here, take this." The officer was looking over Reid's shoulder at Morgan suspiciously while he handed Reid a brochure. He tore his eyes from Morgan, giving Reid a friendly smile before he left. Morgan walked up to Reid, who was staring at the brochure in his hands, stunned.

"What's that?" Morgan asked cautiously, wrapping his arm around Reid's shoulder. Reid looked up at him, gaping like a fish out of water, before glancing down at the brochure.

"It's…a brochure for victims of domestic violence…" Reid blushed, then balled the brochure up in his fist, tossing it in the direction of the kitchen. "I guess I was a little too loud…"

Morgan couldn't help but laugh slightly, and received a hard glare from Reid. "Sorry…come on, I ran you a bath." Reid nodded, going to the bedroom to grab a clean change of clothes, and then letting Morgan lead him to the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, after washing Reid's hair, and giving him a massage, Morgan stepped out of the bathroom to let Reid get dressed. As soon as they had stepped into the bathroom, Reid had become inexplicably shy, and had insisted on putting bubbles into the bath and Morgan looking away while he undressed. Morgan walked to the bedroom, and as he pulled on his shirt, Reid walked in, fidgeting nervously.

"Hey, Pretty Boy," Morgan greeted, smiling and walking over to Reid, trying to hide the worry he was beginning to feel. Was Reid just fidgeting to stop his hands from shaking? It certainly looked that way. As he wrapped his arm around the thin shoulders, he noticed the tension emanating from Reid's body. Reid turned to face Morgan, his eyes wide.

"I just realized I have no idea how to properly function in an actual relationship…" Morgan relaxed slightly. Although Reid sounded confused, and maybe a little terrified, it didn't sound like he was completely regretting what had happened.

"That's okay…I'll help you figure it out," Morgan promised, bringing Reid in for a hug.

"What if I mess up!?" Reid wrapped his lanky arms around Morgan. Taking a deep breath, he let it out in a soft sigh, shaking his head slightly. "Sorry…I guess I'm being a little ridiculous…" Reid had his lower lip stuck out in a pout, but he was relaxing now, so Morgan kissed him chastely on the lips.

"It's okay, Babe." Reid's head tilted downward as he buried his face in Morgan's neck. For a moment, Morgan was afraid Reid had started trembling again, but then he realized Reid was laughing. He swatted him gently, frowning. "What's so funny?"

"Babe?" Reid asked, kissing along the side of Morgan's jaw. Morgan rolled his eyes, tightening his hold on Reid.

"I can call you whatever I want now. That's part of being in a relationship." Reid chuckled, and pulled away, but he looked relaxed and happy.

"Let's get some lunch…I don't think either of us have had anything to eat since we got on the plane," he said, grabbing Morgan's hand, practically dragging him out of the apartment. As he locked the door, he glanced at Morgan, a sly grin pulling at his lips.

"What's that look for?" Morgan asked, slightly suspicious. He usually only had that look when he was using a magic trick to cheat at cards, or had won a pointless argument.

"I can call you whatever I want?" Reid asked, stuffing his keys into his pocket as he began to walk towards the elevator. Morgan shrugged.

"Sure."

"Good. I'm gonna ask Garcia for suggestions."