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A/N: Hey guys! This is chapter 2 and i just want to say thank you to all of those people who reviewed and subscribed. It means alot. Thank you.
Anyway, chapter 2 is up! Read on and please review!
Chapter 2
Reid suddenly woke up as his phone rang beside the bed. Groggy, sore and still sleepy, he fumbled at his bedside table, trying to find the object with the offending noise.
"Reid." He rasped, throat dry and scratchy. He cleared his throat. "Sorry. Reid here."
"Reid, it's Hotch. Did you just wake up?" Reid's boss asked, puzzlement in his voice.
Reid glanced at the clock and cursed inwardly. 8:45 am. "Oh, man. Sorry, Hotch. I overslept. I'll be there in 30 minutes." Reid said, already climbing out of the bed, ignoring the aches in his body.
"All right. We have a case, Garcia already briefed us. Meet you in the airstrip in an hour."
Reid started pulling out clothes from his closet. "Right. I'll hurry."
Hotch disconnected the call and Reid quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower. He flinched when the water hit his body and suddenly wondered why he was so sore this morning. He was about to reach for the soap when he suddenly remembered last night.
"How about if you just shut up and fuck me already?"
White, even teeth flashed against dark skin. "You know I always follow orders."
Reid's face flamed as he leaned against the shower wall. Of course. That's why he was so sore, quite impossible for him not to remember since he has an eidetic memory, and since this has been a regular occurrence for the last few months. He and Morgan will turn to each other for comfort if the case has been tough. No questions asked, and most important of all, no kissing.
Reid hurriedly shampooed his hair. He does not know about the unspoken rule but it appeared that they have agreed to it mutually. Of course, it didn't stop the older man from kissing and nipping and nibbling every part of Reid's body, down his chin, to his chest, down to his flat stomach, down to his –
Reid groaned as he felt himself getting aroused at the thoughts. "This is not the time to be thinking of this!"
He turned the shower on to cold, and endured the high temperature to cool his body down.
He then hurriedly got dressed and locked his house. He got on his car and was already halfway to the BAU when he forgot something.
"Oh damn! I don't have coffee!" He facepalmed himself. "This day just keeps getting better and better."
At least the traffic lights cooperated with him. It was green light all the way. He then parked his car and ran to the building.
"Hey, Reid. Good morning." Prentiss greeted as she waved from her cubicle.
"Hey – Em—thought - Hotch – plane –" Reid was still gasping for breath as he leaned on his desk, clutching his side as his lungs tend to burst.
"Oh, Chief Strauss actually called him to her office, so it's gonna take awhile. Sit down, you look like you need a breather." Prentiss grinned innocently. "Did you sleep well last night?"
Reid finally got his breath back. "Yes, thank you. Why do you ask?"
"Well, we've been working together for almost – what – 5 years now? I think this is the first time I saw you come in late."
Reid shrugged as he resolutely avoided her eyes. "Well, everyone's entitled every now and then."
Prentiss grinned again. "Who was she?"
Reid sat down and turned on his computer. "Who?"
"The one who kept you up late last night." Still with the grin.
Reid stared at her then when her question sank in, he blushed furiously. "N – No one! Why would you think there's someone?"
"Someone who?" Morgan appeared from behind Prentiss and was able to catch Reid's indignant response.
Reid's face flamed more if possible and Emily thought he looked adorable. "I was asking our boy genius here who kept him up late last night."
Morgan's eyebrows rose as he cleared his throat. "Oh. Oh, is that it then?"
"Yeah! Aren't you curious? Please don't tell me you were up all night watching Star Trek. I swear to God, Reid…" Emily warned, holding her ballpoint pen in a very threatening manner.
"I – I was not watching Star Trek." Reid mumbled. God, he needs coffee NOW!
Emily grinned again, a little lecherously for Reid's comfort. "So…wanna tell us about her?"
Reid scrambled to stand up. "Coffee. I – I need coffee." He then scurried away towards the break room like the very hounds of hell were on his tail.
Emily watched him until he disappeared. "Hmm…seems like boy genius is hiding something."
Morgan sat down at his desk and started reading the case file, not bothering to answer.
Emily turned to Morgan. "Do you know her?"
Morgan did not even bother to look up. "Who?"
Emily sighed impatiently. "Really, Morgan. Aren't you even listening to the conversation?"
Morgan looked at Prentiss straight in the eye. "I think whatever Reid is doing in his personal time is none of our business."
"Oh come on! Aren't you even curious? I know I am." She then pondered for a moment. "I think I'll recruit Garcia to find out."
Morgan put down the file and slowly faced her. "Prentiss, I have a great amount of respect for you, but I would have to stop you right there."
Prentiss stared at him. Morgan looked so serious. "Okaaay. Why are you so affected?"
"I'm not. It's just that if someone will go look at your personal life, you wouldn't like that, too."
Emily grinned. "Look at you being protective of Reid."
Morgan swallowed before going back to the files. "Just…drop it, Prentiss."
Emily covered her mouth as she turned to her files to hide her glee. This day keeps getting better and better.
Reid groaned as he flopped his head at the cupboard above. This may be his worst day ever. First, he woke up late, he tried to hurry but it appears they may take awhile, Emily started to question who kept him up late last night, Morgan suddenly appearing out of nowhere, and now THERE. IS. NO. FREAKING. COFFEE.
"Hey, Spence." JJ greeted Reid as she went to the break room.
He grunted as a response and banged his head on the cupboard.
"Hey, what's the matter?" JJ looked concerned. She then handed Reid a LARGE styrofoam cup and the genius suddenly perked up as he smelled the contents.
"They ran out of coffee earlier and I thought that since you were in a hurry this morning, you won't have a chance to buy one." JJ smiled.
"JJ, I love you, do you know that? I promise that every Christmas and Henry's birthday, he can have anything that he wants. He just needs to tell Uncle Spencer." Reid almost gushed as he gulped the coffee in large quantities. Ahh sugar flavored coffee.
JJ laughed. "I'll remember that. Looks like Hotch is still inside Strauss' office. I wonder what's happening."
"What's our case?"
JJ sobered. "Bakersfield. Home invasion turned robbery and homicide. 5 families were now victim, no survivors. Local PD invited us to have a look." She then turned to the percolator. "Coffee's ready. I'll go check on Hotch so we can go, okay?" She smiled at Spencer again and left the break room.
Having finished the large Styrofoam cup of coffee that JJ gave him, he turned to the coffee maker for a refill. He was just pouring all the contents of the sugar bowl in his coffee when Morgan walked in.
"Hey." Morgan greeted as he poured coffee in his mug. Morgan shifted uncomfortably as he smelled Reid's shampoo.
"H – Hey." Reid stammered. What the hell? We've been having casual sex for four months now and I can't even have a decent conversation with him? Wow, does he smell good or what?
Silence ensued while both men sipped their coffee.
Reid cleared his throat. "So, Bakersfield, huh?"
Morgan cleared his throat. "Uh, yeah. Home invasion with robbery and homicide."
Reid nodded. Silence ensued again as they both sipped their coffee.
Reid cleared his throat. "So, uh, what's keeping Hotch?"
Morgan cleared his throat. "Strauss is still talking to him."
Reid nodded his head again. Silence ensued again as both men sipped their coffee.
"Hey guys, ready to go?" JJ called them from across the room.
"Ready, JJ!" Reid squeaked, scrambling to get out of the break room.
Morgan followed more slowly, watching Reid at the corner of his eye.
"Did you found out?" Prentiss asked as he stood beside Morgan.
"Find out what?" Morgan asked absently, eyes still on the young genius.
"The girl he was with last night?"
Morgan shook his head and focused his eyes on Prentiss. "Didn't I tell you to leave him alone?"
Prentiss grinned, unperturbed by Morgan's irritation. "Just asking."
Morgan shook his head as he picked up his go-to bag. Reid should be dating like a normal guy, not having casual sex with a co-worker to relieve stress. Pretty Boy deserves better than this. He deserves someone who will love and take care of him…someone unlike him. Morgan sighed. Maybe it's better if they just break it off, just get on with their lives, try to see other people, try to move on.
But even if those thoughts kept on creeping in Morgan's mind, he knew that he himself, would have trouble letting go. After the case, he and Reid needed to talk.
Reid was silent as he looked out the window in the jet. He kept on thinking about what Prentiss was saying earlier. He can't even say proper responses to her questions. He wants someone that he can proudly introduce to everyone, proudly say that he was dating them, hold their hands in public, kiss in public. What's happening with Morgan is a mistake. True, it was good - no it was incredible - but still a mistake. Reid heaved a great sigh. Maybe it's time for them to move on. After the case, he and Morgan needed to talk.
Wow! Just like that and Chapter 2 is over and done! I love this story and I can't wait to write the continuation of this. Reviews are very much appreciated! =)
