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A/N: Thanks to my beta and for your reviews.

A/N 2: Sorry for the delay but real life really sucks for me right now.

As a teenager, Morgan had trouble fitting in but his life changed when he joined his high school's football team. From a nobody he became the star of his school. His friends were were popular but they were jerks. Morgan hated having to say hateful words or act like them but he had to. Being under the spotlight made his life much simpler and easier.

His new status allowed him to go out with almost every girl in school, but he never had sex with them. Morgan was aroused and excited by the girls, but he never got sexually physical with them because he wasn't comfortable with sex. Every time he touched or explored himself, like any other teenager, Morgan could feel Buford's hands all over his body. It felt even worse when someone else tried to touch him. His lack of sexual experience was also due in part to Buford telling him that the only thing these girls wanted was to get pregnant, so they could trap a future football champion. Naturally, Morgan believed his mentor.

It wasn't until Morgan started College, that he finally realized that it was another Buford's ruse to control his life. It wasn't long after that realization that Morgan swiftly earned himself a Casanova's reputation among the college girls. Everything was going fine until one night, very drunk, he fucked one of his frat buddies. Despite the fact that it was the best sexual experience in his life, Morgan convinced himself that he was not gay. Even after several quickies in gay bars' restrooms and the admission that he took more satisfaction in fucking men than women, he still refused to consider himself gay.

When Morgan injured his knee stopping his football player career, he graduated from college and he joined the Chicago PD then the FBI but still continued to maintain his reputation as a ladies' man; thus ensuring that no one ever questioned his sexuality. Despite the many rumors on the job, Morgan never crossed that line between his professional and personal lives. Until he slept with Reid.

When he started working with the genius, Morgan hadn't anticipated having any kind of sexual relationship with Reid. He saw Reid like a little brother, a kid who needed guidance; but over the years, the young man had become more independent and he began to see him in a whole different way. The first time he'd had sex with Reid, Morgan had told himself that it was an ordinary one-night stand; but there really was something different about Reid. Morgan felt compelled to continue having sex with him.

Though he was sure that Reid was using him, as well, Morgan felt bad about using his friend for sex and he knew that soon or later, Reid would want the two of them to sit down and talk. For Morgan, it was a big problem because discussing his sexuality would make it a reality, something he didn't want to face but things changed when Reid heard him his comment.

Now, Morgan had to take the first step to repair his friendship with Reid and to apologize, he had tried a dozen times to call his colleague. In vain.

Reid spent his whole week-end avoiding Morgan's calls. He didn't want to hear Morgan's pathetic excuse. Monday morning when Reid woke up, he thought about calling in and asking for a few days off; but then he realized that he shouldn't be the one made to suffer.

He pulled himself together, prepared himself for the day ahead, and took the subway to work. The worse part was that he couldn't entirely blame Morgan for treating him as a sex-toy, because the older man never forced himself onto him. In some ways, Reid was glad to witness Morgan's outburst because now he definitely knew that he didn't want to be with someone like Morgan.

By the time that Reid arrived at the FBI's elevator, he was so deep in thought that he bumped into a man and spilled his coffee on someone. The man was very athletic looking, 6' tall, white, dark hair, dressed in suit, and appeared to be in his early thirties. "I'm so sorry!" said Reid, as he pulled out some tissues from his messenger bag. Feeling very embarrassed, Reid handed the tissues to the stranger.

"No, it's okay. Luckily I have a spare shirt. My first day is starting off very well," said the man, as he smiled while wiping his white shirt. They both stepped into the crowded elevator.

"Here's my card. Please call me, and I'll pay the cleaning bill." said Reid.

"Dr. Reid from the BAU," said the man reading the card. "I'm Cooper O'Neill, and what if I want to call you for something else?"

"Like what?" Reid asked. He felt confused, and wondered if the guy was actually hitting on him.

"I don't know. Coffee? Dinner?"

"You mean like a date?"

"Maybe? Only if you're interested, of course," Cooper said, flashing his beautiful smile.

"I'll think about it. This is my floor, I have to go."

"Ok, Here my number. Call me if you want," said Cooper, as he wrote down his number, tore off the piece of paper, and handed it to Reid. "And don't worry about the bill. Have a good day, Dr. Reid."

Reid sat down, as soon as he reached his desk. He was speechless, and sat there looking at Cooper's phone number on the slip of paper. Reid couldn't believe that in the middle of a crowded elevator, Cooper had basically asked him to go on a date. Reid appreciated the straightforwardness of this gesture. Cooper seemed to be the kind of man who wasn't ashamed of his sexuality, and who didn't care about others opinions. Plus, he was hot. Maybe this was the change that Reid needed in his life.

A couple of hours later, Reid picked up his phone. He dialed Cooper's number, even though he wasn't really sure what he was going to say. It wasn't Reid's nature to call someone he'd just met, and invite them out. But he did want to see Cooper again.

After the phone rang a few times, it was answered, "Cooper O'Neill."

"Hi, it's Dr. Spencer Reid. We meet this morning. I'm the man who ... " Reid began, but he was cut off.

"Yeah, I remember you. You're the man who ruined my favorite shirt," joked Cooper. "What can I do for you, Dr. Reid?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch with me today?" Reid asked, preparing himself for a no.

"Ok," Cooper simply replied.

"Meet you outside the main entrance at 12:00," Reid said, happy to have received a positive answer.

"See you there."

"See you," replied Reid, smiling as he hung up his phone.

Reid had never taken the first step before, and that was why he didn't have anybody in his life. He decided to change all of that because he was tired of being alone. He wanted to have someone special in his life. He didn't know if Cooper was that someone, or not, but he wanted to find out.