A/N: This is what happens when I'm running on no sleep and am trying to procrastinate on my other ficlets (of which I have four unfinished). Morgan-as-as-bloodhound. I'm telling you.
Warning: Uhhhhh, severe crack? Anyway, I guess it's sorta slashy, for those who insist I need to warn people better.
Prompt 42: Triangle (Reid and Morgan)
"No way."
"Way."
"No. I mean – no! How could you even think – why – how – I always knew that little genius brain of yours was twisted, but that…that is just beyond twisted. That's worse than anything Garcia could have come up with, and trust me, she's come up with a lot of crazy shit."
"Think about it-"
"I'd really rather not."
"- the way they act towards each other, those little looks they share when they think no one else is looking –"
"Okay, now you're just making stuff up."
"I'm telling you, it's true. It's gotta be. Just use your profiling skills, and you'll come to the same conclusion."
"You're messed up, man. There is no way Hotch, Haley, and Gideon are caught in some freaky love triangle. Gideon is not in love with Hotch. Period. End of discussion."
"……Alright, you're right. No freaky love triangle."
"Thank you."
"It's totally a ménage a trios."
"NO!"
End.