Chapter 21

Reid sat up in bed and kissed Ryan. That had to have been the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for him. Not that the list of sweet things people did for him was particularly long.

"It's really too bad we have to leave tonight." Ryan sighed, putting his guitar down and grabbing Reid's hand.

Later, in the shower Reid had a lot to think about. He liked the word "Boyfriend." It was sweet and giggly. Something a teenage girl would say, but he didn't mind it. The word made his heart beat a little faster and made his cheeks warm. He was sore after the previous night, and it took the idea of not being a virgin anymore a few minutes to sink into his head. Soon a smug smile spread across his lips. Suddenly he felt juvenile, "I got some!" he laughed to himself.

When he got out, Ryan was sitting on the couch, half asleep with the TV on. Spencer sat on his lap, still warm and somewhat wet from the shower. "Does your ass hurt?" Ryan bluntly asked. "Yeah It kind of does." Reid replied, laughing a little. It didn't hurt as badly as he thought it would, but he certainly was not looking forward to sitting on it all day.

"How about…how about we make pancakes?" Ryan suggested. "Alright." Reid chuckled

Spencer was all over this idea, in the short time since he had left Quantico; he had filled out a little. His pants weren't tight yet, but he probably didn't want to go that far. He mostly attributed it to being around someone with normal appetites and eating patterns (I.E someone who doesn't live off of coffee and the occasional bagel). Reid knew he was too skinny before, he had weight himself about a week before meeting Ryan, He had weighed in at 130. He calculated his body mass index, and even though he had heard it was a load of shit, he came out under weight. He resolved to step on his scale when he got home.

They moved into the kitchen, Spencer found getting up to be slightly difficult. Ryan pulled the pancake batter out of the cabinet and Reid turned on the stove. They made a huge mess, and they sat in the middle of it, eating their pancakes and bacon, drenched in maple syrup. "I think we should have just gone to IHOP" Ryan laughed "Cause now we have to clean this shit up."

Spencer couldn't help but laugh.

"We could stall a little." Ryan smirked. They where sitting on the kitchen floor, paper plates in their hands.

Reid had finished his pancakes and was about to get up to throw the paper plate away and grab a sponge when Ryan gently pushed him down to the floor and kissed him slowly and deeply .

"Round two?" Reid asked, pulling away to catch his breath.

"If you want to." Ryan breathed into Reid's neck.

"yeah I want to." Reid murmured.

Ryan began to slowly unbutton Reid's shirt. Ryan grabbed the syrup.

Spencer turned bright red when Ryan began to lick the sugary liquid from him.

"Boys? Boys, what is all this?" A voice came from the door way, The pair was safely hidden behind the counter.

"RYAN!" Cassie shouted, pulling them out of their sugar-filled fantasy.

"That's disgusting!" She barked. "Clean up my kitchen right now!"

Spencer got up off of the floor and shamefully grabbed a sponge. He wasn't ashamed of what he had been doing, laying on the floor getting maple syrup licked off of him wasn't that embarrassing, getting caught getting maple syrup licked off of his chest while on someone else's kitchen floor kind of was. Especially when it was by a sweet matronly woman who went to book clubs and baked peanut butter bars. He thought about what his own deranged mother would do. She would probably sit down at the kitchen table, write frantically in her journals, mutter things to herself and the voices in her head, never noticing them, even if they were being loud or making an even bigger mess.

Once the mess was cleaned up, the pair looked at each other and laughed. "Want to finish round two in the shower? We can lock the door there" Ryan laughed.

"Yeah I'll be there in a minute" Reid laughed. "I should probably call Hotch and apologize."

"Alright I'll get the water going." Ryan said.

Spencer Smiled and headed up to the room he was staying in. He wasn't really about to call Hotch and apologize for telling him to fuck off. Reid pulled the syringe and dilaudid out from his bag, shot himself up, waited a moment, then moved over to the bathroom, where Ryan was in the middle of undressing.

Reid was already feeling the effects of the dilaudid. He hadn't really needed to shoot it up, he was merely satisfying a curiosity. He had thought "If being high feels good, and if sex feels good, put with a shower, which also feels good, I could potentially wind up in a euphoric state. Damn, I really am a genius." Spencer undressed and got into the hot water. "Yes, I was right, so right." Reid thought, he was already beginning to bliss out and Ryan hadn't even got into the shower yet.

But when he did, and when he began to run his hands over Reid's back, then his chest, then lower Reid felt himself falling away. He didn't focus anymore, suddenly he didn't feel anything, not the water hitting him or the cold tiles on the wall that he was bent over. He didn't feel Ryan inside him. He fell silent, he almost passed out, he tried hard to support himself on the wall, The last thing he wanted was for Ryan to figure out what Reid had been doing with some frequency since his rescue from Tobias Hankel. His head was spinning. "Never do this again" he thought, when it was finally over and Reid was tucked under a blanket, Ryan laying next to him. He wasn't sure how he had gotten here.

When they left that night, they arrived in Los Angeles to a very angry Hotch, who pulled Spencer aside. "What the hell has gotten into you lately? You're not yourself. I know you've had a traumatic experience but you're acting like a brat." He demanded to know what was going on with the young genius.

"Really, Hotch, I'm fine, its just been a tough few weeks." Reid sighed.

"I don't believe you, You're getting a psyche evaluation when we get back." Hotch said, turning around and walking away.