I know, I know, it's been a whole week. But I swear I'm doing my best! Stupid school.
Anyway, hope you like the chapter! Things are getting more and more intense between our boys! :P
Chapter Nine:
Reid spent most of the rest of the day cleaning the small house with plenty of laughs from Morgan who was watching a football game on the television.
"You know you don't need to clean, pretty boy, right?"
"Well, what am I supposed to do until five, Derek?"
Morgan patted the spot beside him. "Come watch the game with me."
"What? Sit around and do nothing? Watch those giant men with the huge shoulder pads and the too tight pants run around and throw some stupid ball whilst tackling each other to the ground to satisfy their pent up need for aggression? No, thank you." Reid rolled his eyes and then he saw the look on Morgan's face and something clicked.
Morgan definitely used to play football.
"Oh god, Derek." Reid out a hand over his mouth. "I am so sorry! I didn't mean-"
But Morgan's face broke into a smile and he laughed.
"I'm just playing with you, Spence. I don't care."
Reid cringed. "Still, I don't mean to offend."
Morgan shrugged.
"I'm sure you were really good when you were playing. I just think they earn way too much money doing what they do. I mean, we save peoples lives. You end up doing basically what they do but you're taking down the people who need to be taken down. It's just annoying."
Morgan smiled. "That's true. But I have to admit, it is pretty entertaining." Then he frowned. "All I have in common with those guys is the whole tackling thing… and maybe my killer muscles." He joked, flexing his arms experimentally and then winking.
Reid laughed too and then gave him an up and down. "You could afford to wear tighter pants as well." He joked before walking to the kitchen to clean, and leaving Morgan with a somewhat stunned expression on his face.
Five o'clock came around all too fast. Reid changed into the jeans he'd bought the other night because he couldn't deny how awesome they made his legs look. He made a mental note to get more jeans like this when they got home, because when he put them on he almost wanted to go find all his old lovers and flaunt his ass and say 'See what you used to have? Not anymore, asshole.'.
"Ooh, looking good, pretty boy." Morgan smiled when he emerged from the bedroom. "Ready to go?"
Reid nodded and the two of them left the house and climbed into their car. About halfway through the drive, Morgan turned to Reid.
"Can you please just tell me what UST is?"
Reid laughed. "You still have no guesses?"
"I don't know," Morgan laughed. "Ultimate… sporting… tendencies?"
Reid smirked and raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"I don't know! I told you I didn't know! Can't you just tell me?"
Reid smiled. "It's unresolved sexual tension."
Morgan had a dawning of recognition on his face and then he frowned.
"Why would Garcia be talking to you about unresolved sexual tension?"
Reid sighed. "Because she likes to remind me that I haven't had sex in a while."
Morgan shrugged and then seemed to think for a second. "What do you think Emily was implying when she said I didn't know what it was because I didn't have to deal with it?"
"Probably that, for you, there's no such thing as UST because you always get what you want." Reid laughed.
"That doesn't make much sense."
"Yeah, okay." Reid snorted. "When was the last time you had sex?"
Morgan shrugged. "Three months ago, maybe. Might've been longer than that."
"Might've?"
"Yeah, we don't all have eidetic memories, you know."
"Ha. Ha. Funny." Reid said sarcastically. "That seems like a long time for the 'sex god' Garcia makes you out to be."
"Yeah well, I may talk big, but I bet you I haven't been with as many different people as you think I have."
"What, less than a hundred?" Reid joked.
Morgan laughed. "Not even close to that much."
Reid shrugged. "Well, I'm glad that you don't break as many hearts as I assumed."
"Oh come on," Morgan smiled. "I make sure that the people I bring home know it's a one-time thing."
Reid noticed the second use of the words 'people' and frowned. "You've taken men home before as well?"
"Huh?"
"You said 'people', not women or girls."
Morgan smiled. "Yeah, I've taken men home before."
Red nodded. "Are your taste in men similar to your taste in women?" Reid asked, curiosity piqued.
"Hmm? Ah… No… Well, maybe… I'm not sure. If I see something I like than I take it, but I don't really have a preference."
The rest of the car ride was fairly silent, and when they got to the restaurant, Morgan made Reid stay in the car so he could come around and open the door for him.
"That was chivalrous." Reid mused. "What was that for?"
"'Cause I love you." Morgan offered and wrapped a tight arm around Reid's waist.
"Aw, love you too." Reid laughed and then Morgan swooped down and rubbed their noses together. The act was chaste enough, but it made Reid's heart take a funny stutter.
Inside the restaurant was warm and smelled delicious. Reid stomach gave a definite growl and Morgan laughed before turning to the hostess.
"Table for two please."
"Right this way," She nodded, flashing them both what Reid was sure her girlfriends had told her was a 'killer smile'.
Once they were both seated and before Reid could even pick up the menu Morgan spoke.
"Can I see your list of Merlots?"
The waitress was quick in pulling a wine list out from under her arm.
Morgan simply pointed to something on the page and the girl nodded before walking off.
"Ooh, I love it when you take charge." Reid fake flirted.
Morgan laughed and then picked up his menu. Reid followed suit.
"The steak looks good." Morgan commented.
"Let me guess," Reid smirked. "Sirloin?"
Morgan smiled. "You know me so well."
"Yeah well, it's up to debate whether that's such a good thing." Reid teased and Morgan smiled.
"What do you want?"
"I don't know," Reid frowned. "Maybe the chicken kabobs."
Morgan nodded and they waited basically in silence until their waitress came back with the wine.
"Thanks so much," Morgan smiled at her, once it'd been poured.
The girl nodded, then whipped out a notepad. "Are you two ready to order?"
Morgan nodded. "I'll have the sirloin steak with mashed potatoes rather than baked and he'll have the chicken kabobs."
The girl smiled and took the order down before collecting their menus and walking off.
At that moment, Reid felt his phone vibrate and he took it out of his pocket and checked the ID screen.
"Garcia texted me," He informed Morgan and hit a button to view it. "Says she's in the house and she found the device. It looks like a camera but she doesn't know if it's got a microphone on it or not. She tell us if she gets any knew info."
"I hope it doesn't have a mic on it. That would make things a lot more complicated."
Reid nodded. "It's going to make everything more complicated, no matter what it is."
Morgan shrugged. "If it's behind the plant then it's to your side of the end of our bed, so it's not going to make things too bad."
Reid nodded. "True," A few moments later, the genius sat up straighter.
"Our guy just came through the door." He said, somewhat hushed.
Morgan nodded and gave a slight turn of his head in order to catch a small glimpse of their guy before turning back to Reid.
They both were aware as he made his way through the place and took a seat on the opposite wall from them. They could both feel his eyes on them but they made sure to talk with ease and to hold hands over the table so he wouldn't expect anything.
It felt odd for Reid; sitting there with his hand outstretched so that Morgan could clasp it in his own, and staring intently into his eyes while they joked and laughed and sipped their wine. It felt natural, and simultaneously it was sending butterflies through Reid's system. Morgan was so funny and it was easy to get lost in the abyss of his eyes and it made Reid feel boring. Still, he kept the act going all through their meal and as the two of them walked out of the restaurant, making sure to talk loudly about what they wanted to see at the movie theatre.
They walked there, seeing as it was only a block or two from the restaurant, Reid clutching Morgan's arm the whole time.
When they got there, Morgan was quick to point out the action movie that was playing, and even though Reid would have rather watched the documentary on the Amazon, he agreed to watch the movie Morgan had wanted to see.
Morgan, being a complete gentlemen, bought them popcorn and drinks and the two of them settled close to the back of the theatre.
"You know," Reid started as they sat down. "It's not very likely for a small town like this to have a Cineplex. Most small towns usually have one or two separate theatres that can be as far as half an hour apart and–"
Morgan nudged him and nodded to the door where they saw their unsub walk in and scan the room.
"Works fast, doesn't he?" Morgan mused as he turned back to the screen which was popping up random multiple choice trivial questions. "What's the answer to that, Spencer?"
Reid glanced at the screen. "B." He answered. "Houseflies buzz in the key of F."
Morgan gave him a funny look. "Why do you know that?" He asked.
Reid shrugged and opened his mouth to answer but Morgan interrupted.
"Nevermind. I don't want to know." He laughed as the opening ads came on and the lights dimmed and their unsub took a seat a row or two behind them.
Reid found himself actually enjoying the movie, although it seemed somewhat senseless to run around killing people as some sort of self-righteous vigilante, but the cinematography was amazing and Reid couldn't help getting a thrill of excitement after every unnecessary bomb went off.
Of course there was also a damsel. And seeing as it was the twentieth century, she wasn't so much in distress as she was sly and sexy. And of course, when the hero was around her, they had very cool and taunting discussions, especially at socialite parties where her dress dropped so far down her front you could almost see her navel.
They had just finished the popcorn and discarded the empty container on the floor when Reid felt a wandering hand on his thigh. He looked up but Morgan was starring fixedly at the screen with what looked like a tiny smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
Reid narrowed his eyes and looked back to the screen, trying to ignore the rubbing sensation on his leg, and was doing a damn good job, but then the hand moved higher. Reid looked over at Morgan again and when he still didn't make and notice of recognition Reid decided he could play at this game as well.
That is until Morgan practically palmed him through his jeans.
"Derek," Reid grabbed the older mans wrist and looked up just in time to see Morgan swoop in for a wet and sloppy kiss, which he gladly returned. Suddenly, Morgan's hands were everywhere and Reid's brain had short circuited and he could really care less why the hero of the movie was pointing a gun at his best friend.
Reid grabbed at Morgan's neck and pulled him closer than he already was. One of Morgan's hands was in his hair and the other was between his legs and at that point Reid didn't care whether it was eliciting a reaction or not.
The whole thing was so spontaneous. They could've gotten through the movie without having made-out and it still would've appeared real, so why was Morgan seemingly so set on kissing Reid now? All Reid could tell was that it felt good and he didn't want it to end.
One of the employees there seemed to have a different opinion.
"Excuse me," Came her shy voice from behind them and the point that Morgan was practically on top of Reid as they held each other close. Morgan broke apart and turned to her.
She was only around sixteen and she was blushing.
"My boss told me that I'd have to throw you two out if you don't stop." She cleared her throat. "But I don't want to do that so can you please help me out?"
Morgan smiled at her and nodded and she left looking slightly less nervous.
Both of them settled back into their seats for the last fifteen minutes of the movie, neither now understanding how the plot had twisted, but both breathing rather heavily.
As the credits began to roll and they gathered their jackets, Reid turned to Morgan.
"So, your place or mine?" He joked.
Morgan laughed and slapped his ass making him yelp.
"Ass man." Reid teased and Morgan just growled.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
They exited the theatre and started walking back to the car. It was chilly and Reid shivered, but Morgan threw a comforting and warm arm around him and held him impossibly tight. Reid clutched the older man's shirt and sighed as he leaned his head against Morgan's chest and took his scent in. It fit perfectly.
Absolutely perfectly.
So there you have it :)
I gotta ask for one more 'can you find that fic' type game :P It's a Morgan/Reid fuck or die and I think I might've read it on livejournal but I can't be positive. Anywho, the two of them wake up and Reid's chained by his hands and feet to the ceiling and floor and well, they fuck or die. In the end the team comes and it's left a little open ended but I'm pretty sure they're in love. But I can't find it! :( So if you think you know can you tell me? If not, no worries, I won't be mad, promise.
Hope you guys liked the chap!
Love! Simply love!
