D So I'm typing this at 11:11pm while listening to Black and Yellow. This ought to be interesting…

The team was called out to Detroit on a case on Tuesday. As cases go, it was pretty quick; they arrived back in Quantico Friday afternoon. Hotch gave the team permission to leave work as soon as they were done their report for the case. Morgan had finished the case on the plane while Spencer had slept.

After handing Hotch his file, he went to Spencer's desk. "I'll pick you up at 6. Wear something other than a sweater vest."

Spencer smiled. "It's a date."

As soon as Morgan left, Garcia rushed over. "Oh, my Penny Squared, I'm so proud," she gushed, keeping her voice low. "Do you want any help getting ready for your date?"

"I think I can handle it. Something a bit more casual than this I suppose?"

"Yeah, but wear a nice button down."

"Thanks Penny. I'll call you if I need help."

"You'll call me to tell me how it went too."

"I promise." Garcia smiled, kissed his cheek and flounced out of the BAU.

Ten minutes later, Spencer left the BAU. He caught the next train home and as soon as he walked in it hit him. He had a DATE with one very sexy Derek Morgan. Looking at the clock and seeing that it was only 5, Spencer decided to shower. After the shower, he stood in his purple boxers (ones his mother had sent when she found out he was gay) and stared at his closet. What am I going to wear? Oh my gawd. What am I going to wear? After contemplating for a good 15 minutes, he put on his "man skinny jeans" and his purple button down shirt. He left the first few buttons open and grabbed a pair of chucks. Still extremely nervous, he quick sent a picture message to Garcia.

Reid: What do you think?

Garcia: Oh honeymunkin, you look sexy. Anyone who doesn't think so is off

his rocker.

Reid: Thanks girl. Kiss kiss for you.

Garcia: I can't believe you just said that.

Reid: Why?

Garcia: It's very believable that you're gay, however, I never imagined you saying that.

Reid: Oh. Well I guess now that I'm out, I just kind of….go with it.

KNOCK KNOCK!

Reid: Derek's here!

Garcia: Go get him tiger. ; )

"Hey Derek," Spencer said, opening the door.

"Hey Pretty Boy," Derek responded, smiling. He pulled out a bouquet of white and purple flowers.

"Star of Bethlehem, Stephanotis, Orchids and Larkspur, interesting choice of flowers. Do you know what they mean?" Spencer said, while accepting the flowers.

"No, but I'm sure you can tell me."

"Well the Star of Bethlehem is for hope, Stephanotis is for good luck, Orchids are for delicate beauty and Larkspur means beautiful spirit," he explained while pulling out a vase.

"Well I told the lady it was a first date with a very beautiful person…" Derek confessed.

"You think I'm beautiful?" Spencer asked, forgetting that the water was on and letting the vase overflow.

Derek reached over, turned off the water, removed the flowers from Spencer's hands and placed them in the vase. "Yes, I do. You have a wonderful personality and to be honest, you're a very attractive man."

Spencer gaped at Derek. Holy shit, I was NOT expecting this. Spencer blushed and mumbled, "Thank you."

"Now let's get going, Pretty Boy," Derek said, motioning Spencer to lead the way out.

"Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

After driving around for a bit, Derek parked at a nice Thai restaurant. "I heard this place was good, so I decided that we should try it," Derek explained as they walked in.

Since the restaurant was not all that busy, the hostess got them a seat pretty quickly and handed them their menus. Spencer scanned the menu once and memorized the entire thing.

After they ordered, Derek asked, "So are you going to tell me you're little secret?"

"I will after we eat. Let's talk about something other than that or work."

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"Go ahead."

"When…Since when…how long have you been gay?"

"Technically, I've been gay since I was born. When did I first figure this out? I guess I knew all along…but I didn't really acknowledge it until…well basically until I turned 20."

"But what about Lila and Austin and JJ?"

"Lila kissed me. And Austin…well…I was attracted to her in some ways. So I guess I'm really bisexual. But uh…JJ was always just a crush."

"So do you…," at that point the food arrived.

"So do I?" Spencer prompted.

"Never mind, I think my question will be answered when you tell me your secret."

Dinner was pleasant and the two attractive men continued to talk about everything and nothing at the same time. When the check came, Derek paid, against Spencer's protests.

"I took YOU out to dinner. I'm paying," Derek argued.

"You wouldn't have taken me out to dinner if I hadn't made a bet with you."

"A bet that you lost on purpose. I could have backed out, but I let it go."

"Why?"

"Maybe I wanted to take you out to dinner." Derek had succeeded in shocking Spencer into silence a second time that night. Spencer quietly followed Derek to his car and they drove in silence.

Derek drove to his house and said, "Why don't we hang out here for a while? I can always drive you home later." Spencer nodded, slightly nervous. After entering the house, Derek sat on the couch while Spencer paced and wrung his hands.

"Hey, kid, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do," Derek said reassuringly, watching Spencer go back and forth.

"I…I want…no want is not the right word...need to tell you. I'm just…nervous and…I really don't know how to say it."

"It's not anything bad, right?"

"It would depend on your point of view."

"Come on, Pretty Boy, just tell me."

"Well…you know how I said I knew I was attracted to men around my 20th birthday?" Derek nodded. "Well I never really…harbored strong feelings or had a strong attraction for someone until recently. And honestly, I didn't think that being a gay genius FBI agent would help me make friends. It would just make me even more different. So I hid it. It was so hard to go back in the closet after being out for a few years…but I was never one of those flamboyant gays…so I guess it could have been worse…" Spencer trailed off and then suddenly started talking faster. "And then…well Garcia had this dream. And it was set to "If you were gay" from Avenue Q…and well…her imagination had replaced Nicky and Rod with you and me. And I decided…that since I'd been with this team a considerable amount of time…I could tell her and JJ and Emily, who were with her at the time because she was telling them. And I really hated hiding a side of myself. That's part of the reason why I didn't want to go to bars with you and find a nice girl."

"And the other part?" Derek whispered.

"The other part is that I didn't WANT to find a nice girl. I had someone that I wanted already."

"So…are you…are you…together?" Derek asked, finding the conversation harder to get through. He found himself extremely jealous of this unknown man.

"No. I'm afraid he won't…accept me. That…he won't want me."

"Have you tried talking to him about your feelings?" Derek choked out.

"I'm trying that right now," Spencer mumbled, staring at his feet.

There were a few long moments of silence before Derek spoke. "You…want me," Derek said, unbelievingly.

Spencer merely nodded before saying, "I understand if you never want to talk to me again." Derek shook his head, stood up and walked over to Spencer.

"Even if I was angry…I would never be able to never speak to you again."

Spencer eyebrows knitted together. "You're not angry?" he whispered.

"No," Derek answered. He lifted Spencer's chin and kissed his chastely.

So….should I continue? Or is the end?