A/N: This chapter took a little longer than I expected guys, sorry! I went away to my grandma's for a while, and she doesn't have any internet there. I actually finished this chapter a few days ago, but wasn't able to post it until now. Sorry about the wait!
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Chapter Four: I Told You So
Reid's nerves were rising by the second. Sarah and Desiree were still silent, scrutinising him closely. He couldn't figure out whether Morgan's sisters were trying to make him uncomfortable, or they just couldn't figure out what to ask him first.
As Reid shifted under the gaze of the two women, Desiree finally spoke. "How old are you?" she asked.
"Nearly twenty-eight," Reid replied. "I'm eight years younger than Derek," he added, sensing the next question the women were going to ask.
"And you obviously work at the BAU… how long have you been there again?" said Sarah. "I mean, I remember Derek telling us about you when you first started, but I can't remember when that was."
"I joined when I was twenty-two," said Reid. "So five years, five… almost five and a half years now," Reid amended, realising Sarah and Desiree probably didn't want to know exactly how long he'd been working at the BAU.
Sarah and Desiree both giggled. "Derek said you were like that…" said Desiree. "And you're some kind of genius?"
"Yeah," said Reid. "I have-"
"An IQ of 187, an eidetic memory, and you can read 20,000 words per minute," Sarah finished. "I've lost count of the number of times Derek's told us that. And Des, you're supposed to be asking him things that we don't already know."
"Oh, yeah, right," said Desiree. "So, how long have you two been together?"
"Nearly six months," Reid replied, a little scared now that they were moving into this territory.
"Nearly six months, and you didn't tell us?" said Desiree, a little hurt.
"We both wanted to tell you," Reid defended. "Derek just wanted to tell you in person."
"It's okay, Spencer. We understand," Sarah assured him. "Who made the first move?"
"Um… well it was JJ, actually," Reid admitted. Sarah and Desiree both looked at him, confused. "A few of us were having a conversation, and something happened that upset me, so I left the bullpen and went into the break room. JJ followed me in there, and even though I'd never told anyone, she just- she just knew how I felt about Derek. So she went and got him, and well… I kinda blurted it out. Then he kissed me."
"Have you said I love you?" Desiree asked.
"Many, many times," said Reid with a small smile. "That was what I blurted out without thinking. Then Derek told me that he loved me too."
"Is he a good kisser?" Desiree asked curiously.
Reid blushed bright red, looking down at his twitching fingers. "He's amazing," he murmured, loud enough for Sarah and Desiree to hear.
"Do you… what are your living arrangements?" Sarah asked. Reid noticed she was a lot more restrained with her questions; she was curious, but she didn't want to intentionally ask Reid a question that would seriously embarrass him.
"We live together," said Reid. "My lease actually ran out on my apartment a couple of months ago, so instead of me trying to find a new place… well, Derek just asked me to move in with him."
"Have you had sex yet?" Desiree asked suddenly and bluntly.
"Um, w-what?" Reid stammered, highly embarrassed.
"It's just a question," Desiree said with a wave of her hand. "I'm just curious. And I know Derek."
"W-well, yeah, we have," said Reid. "Not straight away, if that's what you were wondering. Derek said he'd wait until I was ready, and he did."
"Is he-" Desiree began, but Sarah cut her off.
"Desi, enough with the questions about their sex life. I don't think Derek would be very happy with us if we were the reason his boyfriend died of embarrassment," she said. "And anyway, it's my turn. Have you ever been in a serious relationship before Derek?"
"Not really, no," Reid admitted. "I was never really the relationship type. I mean, not that I had one-night stands or anything like that. I just… I find it really hard to get close to people like that. And I'm not the type that people fall for. But with Derek… things are different."
"Well, thank goodness for that," said Sarah sincerely. "We were getting worried that Derek would never find anyone."
"It's true," said Desiree. "What with Derek's job taking him all over the place, and the fact that he was never with the same woman twice, we thought he'd never settle down. I'm glad that's finally changed."
Reid couldn't help but smile at Sarah and Desiree's words. They were obviously happy (or at least not unhappy) about his and Derek's relationship, to be talking about it in that way.
"You got any bad habits?" Desiree asked.
"I ramble too much," said Reid ruefully. "Random facts, or things that nobody wants to hear. And I'm really insecure. I never believe that people truly like me, or that they aren't going to leave me."
"I don't think you have to worry about that with Derek," Sarah assured Reid.
"Yeah, the way he looks at you, I don't think he's going anywhere any time soon," Desiree added with a smile.
"Do you love him?" Sarah asked.
Reid smiled. This was the easiest question he'd had to answer all night. "More than I've ever loved anyone or anything else in the world."
"Well, that's good," said Morgan, re-entering the room with a plate of cake slices, Fran right behind him. "'Cause that's how I feel about you." He set the tray of cakes down and sat down beside Reid, pulling him close and kissing him. He waited just long enough until Reid starting kissing him back before pulling away again, leaving Reid wanting more.
"Here, baby, try this," said Morgan, handing Reid a slice of cake. "It's chocolate. Your favourite." As Reid lifted the cake to his mouth and took a bite, Morgan leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You better want more than that, baby. 'Cause you're getting it later." Reid gulped and looked away from Morgan, but his response told the older man exactly what he wanted to know.
"Mmmm." Reid made a noise of content as he swallowed his mouthful. "This is amazing."
"It's Mum's special recipe," Morgan said proudly, smiling at the woman. "I'm going to have to steal it off her and bring it home, so I can bake it for you?"
"Oh, so you can actually cook without burning the house down now, can you?" Sarah quipped.
"Ha ha, very funny," said Morgan sarcastically. "That was one time Sarah. And I can so cook."
"His food is delicious," Reid added to back his boyfriend up. "And I'm not just saying that."
"Yeah, Spencer's not the type of person to say something he doesn't actually mean," Morgan agreed.
"The rest of the team would agree with me too," said Reid. "Remember that time you cooked dinner for them, when we came out to them? They loved that."
"So the rest of your team know about your relationship?" Fran surmised.
"Yeah, they do," Morgan replied. "We would've had to tell them eventually, anyway. They are profilers, after all. And they were already starting to realise that something was up, even if they didn't know what."
"What about that Garcia, the technical analyst woman you told us about?" said Sarah. "She's not a profiler, is she?"
"No," said Reid. "But she is Derek's best friend. She, along with JJ, already knew before we told the rest of our team."
"So they're happy about your relationship, then?" said Fran.
"For the most part," said Morgan. "I mean, yeah, they're all happy about it. Finding someone that will stick with you in our job is rare. And since we both live in this job, we don't have to worry about that. So they know that we're happy, and that we're going to stay happy, which in turn makes them very happy. Of course Hotch, our Unit Chief, worries about it affecting our jobs, but it hasn't so far. And I don't think it will."
"He also worries about what will happen if and when the FBI brass and Strauss find out," Reid added.
"Technically, relationships between fellow agents are forbidden," Morgan explained to his family. "They don't usually enforce that rule, but since we're on the same team… well, let's just say that them finding out prematurely may have bad consequences."
"So, what you've got there is, technically, a forbidden love," said Desiree, a spark in his eye. "Sounds exciting to me."
Morgan chuckled, squeezing Reid affectionately with one arm. "I guess it is."
The conversation continued to move along in the same way as they ate their dessert. In fact, Reid was rather surprised by how effortless the conversation was. Even if he had expected Morgan's family to accept their relationship (which, despite Morgan's constant insistence, he hadn't thought would happen until it actually did), he wouldn't have expected them to be as welcoming as they were. It was like, as Morgan had said, they had welcomed him into the family.
"We really should get going, Mama," said Morgan after another twenty minutes. "We still have a case to solve tomorrow."
"Well, alright then," said Fran. "But take some cake with you, please. And you make sure you come visit before you leave Chicago, okay? You and Spencer both."
"Of course we will, Mama," Morgan promised. He got to his feet, before fetching Reid's crutches and gently easing the younger man onto his own feet. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm good," Reid assured him. "It doesn't hurt right now, anyway."
As soon as he was sure that Reid was balanced, and that his knee wasn't hurting him, Morgan turned to face his family. "It was good to see you guys," he said, hugging each of them in turn. "I missed you."
"Well, you've got to come and visit us more often, baby," Fran said as she hugged her son.
"I'll see you again before I leave Chicago, Mama," Morgan promised. "And I'll call you at night, okay?"
"As long as you're not having sex," Desiree muttered, but loud enough for everybody else to hear.
"Don't worry about her, Spencer," Sarah said, seeing Reid blush. She stepped forwards and hugged the genius, as did Fran and Desiree. "It was good to see you. And to, you know, formally meet you as my brother's boyfriend."
"It was good to see you too," said Reid sincerely. "And I'm really glad that you're so happy about this."
"You're a really nice guy, Spencer," said Desiree with a smile. "Derek loves you, and you make him happy. That's all we need."
"Any time you're in Chicago, with or without Derek, you give us a call," Fran told Reid. "Bye, boys."
"Bye, you guys," said Morgan. "C'mon, pretty boy." Morgan opened the front door and followed Reid out of the house, walking behind him just in case he lost his balance. When he'd gotten Reid into the car and had settled into the driver's seat himself, Morgan turned to face his boyfriend with a smile.
"You can say it," said Reid. "Even though you've already said it, I know you want to say it again."
"I wasn't going to!" Morgan protested. Reid fixed him with a disbelieving stare, and Morgan relented. "Alright, fine, I was. Told you so."
Reid grinned at Morgan. "You did. I've never been so glad to be wrong."
Morgan chuckled. "I've never been so glad of that fact either, pretty boy." He leaned across and kissed Reid, before starting the car and heading for their hotel.
"D'you reckon the others are waiting for us to get back?" Reid asked after a while.
"Hotch and Rossi, no. JJ and Prentiss… well, they might be," Morgan replied. "Which reminds me, I have to call Garcia… but that can wait until tomorrow." He pulled up outside the hotel as he finished speaking. The two men headed upstairs to their room. As they headed down the corridor, two doors opened, and JJ and Prentiss poked their heads out. "How was it?" JJ asked.
Morgan's face broke into a wide grin, and Reid couldn't help but smile as well. "They loved him," Morgan said. "Just like I thought they would."
"So Reid did all that worrying for nothing," said Prentiss.
"That I did," Reid agreed, shifting his crutches to better support his weight. "Now I can focus on the case."
"We're glad you dinner went well," said JJ. "We're both tired. We'll see you in the morning." JJ and Prentiss returned to their rooms, leaving Reid and Morgan alone in the corridor. They went into their own room; Morgan went in first, then turned around and locked the door behind Reid, trapping the younger man in between his arms as he did so.
"Derek, what are you doing?" Reid said, leaning against the door to help support his weight.
"I told you this was coming, my love," Morgan almost growled in Reid's ear. "I told you we had all night to spend time together. You know I wasn't kidding. And you know I left you wanting more for a reason."
"Yes, but Derek, we're on a case," Reid insisted, but he was already beginning to waver. Morgan had one hand on Reid's upper thigh, and the younger man could feel his pants tightening.
"Our first time was on a case," Morgan reminded him, the hand that was on Reid's thigh slowly moving up and down.
Reid couldn't refute that one. "I'm exhausted, Derek…" he whispered. He didn't have the strength, through both his exhaustion and his arousal, to speak any louder.
"Well, we don't have to have sex," Morgan said, nipping at Reid's ear. "But that doesn't mean I can't blow your mind anyway."
Before Reid could protest any further, Morgan swept him into his arms, his crutches clattering to the floor. Morgan carried Reid to the bed, laying him out carefully to avoid jostling his knee. He climbed onto the bed on top of Reid, undoing the genius's sweater vest with deliberate slowness. "I just bought this for you," he whispered, in response to Reid's small moan and his shifting body. "I don't want to wreck it."
Reid's shirt was a completely different story. As soon as Morgan had removed the vest, lightly dropping it onto the floor beside the bed, he almost ripped the shirt off. With a skilful art that Morgan could only have acquired through a lot of practice, he managed not to tear off any of the buttons. Before Morgan could do anything else, Reid put his hands on Morgan's neck and pulled him down, smashing their lips together. Morgan had been taking too long, and after all he'd done to get Reid worked up, the younger man was hungry.
Morgan chuckled against Reid's lips. "I knew you wanted it."
"Of course I do," said Reid. "I'm just more practical than you." Reid wouldn't let Morgan go; he pressed their lips together again, and again, and again.
"So what changed your mind?"
"Hotch gave us a room separated from everybody else for a reason. We may as well take advantage of that." Reid kissed Morgan again, pushing the older man's lips apart with his tongue and exploring the hot cavern within.
"Oh, pretty boy," said Morgan. He gave Reid one last, long kiss before pulling away, leaving the genius searching for more. Before he could pull Morgan back down to him, Morgan pressed a kiss to his neck, causing Reid's back to arch involuntarily. Morgan worked his way down Reid's chest, kissing and nipping at different areas of skin along the way. Reid bit his lip, trying not to cry out. He was starting to get antsy; he hated it when Morgan moved slowly. He grinded up into Morgan's hips, trying to illustrate this fact. Morgan gasped, and barely managed to stop himself from jostling Reid's knee.
"Hurry up," Reid growled, his voice low with arousal. His pupils were blown wide; Morgan could hardly see any colour anymore.
Morgan chuckled. "Your wish is my command, pretty boy." He looped his fingers around the waist of Reid's pants, but Reid covered Morgan's hand with one of his own, stopping him.
"Wait. One thing." Morgan looked at him, the question in his eyes. "This time, you have to let me return the favour."
Morgan grinned, and a wave of desire and pure hunger washed through him at Reid's words. "Oh, most definitely," he whispered, before undoing the button on Reid's pants.
Reid woke up in the morning to the sound of both his alarm ringing and the sound of somebody whispering. He wearily opened his eyes and looked to his side, to see a fully clothed Morgan sitting on the edge of the bed, his phone in his hand.
"Who is it?" Reid asked.
Morgan turned around, smiling when he saw that Reid was awake. "It's Garcia," he replied. "She wanted to hear about how we got on with my family last night. "Hang on, I'll put her on speaker."
"Hey there, boy wonder!" said Garcia happily. "So I hear you were a hit with our chocolate god's family."
Reid chuckled. "I guess I was, Garcia," he said. "They were happy to see me before they found out the extent of mine and Derek's relationship, but they were even happier when they found out."
"Didn't I tell you they'd love you, Spence?" said Morgan.
"Yeah, Reid, sometimes you've gotta listen to your boyfriend," said Garcia. "He can be right sometimes."
"And I've never been more glad of that fact," said Reid. "Derek may not know as much as me, but in this case he knew what he was talking about."
Garcia laughed, and Morgan shot Reid a look of feigned hurt. "Oh, geez, pretty boy!" said Morgan. "But yes, I knew exactly what I was talking about. They loved him. Especially my mother."
"She actually asked me to come back next time I'm in Chicago," Reid added. "With or without Derek. Although I don't know why I'd be in Chicago without Derek."
Garcia chuckled. "Yeah, I think Morgan's going to be ever-present at your side, lover boy," she said. "Unless you have to be apart. You never know, you might have to do a solo consult or something in Chicago without Derek."
"I'm not entirely sure that I want to come to Chicago without Derek," said Reid. "His sisters wouldn't stop asking me questions. And some of them were really embarrassing."
"I'll bet that was Desiree," Morgan laughed. "She's always been a lot less… inhibited than Sarah. Probably comes with being the youngest. And Spencer, you know they just wanted to get to know you."
"I know, I know," said Reid. "Doesn't mean that it didn't embarrass me when Desiree asked whether we'd had sex yet."
Both men could hear Garcia's burst of laughter through the phone. "Oh, lover boy, I bet you loved that one!"
"Hmmm. Luckily Derek and his mother weren't in the room at the time," said Reid. "I'm gonna go get dressed so we can get back to work." Reid got out of bed, pulling on his underwear lying beside his bed, before grabbing his clothes and his crutches and heading for the bathroom.
"You know you can get changed in front of me, pretty boy," said Morgan. "I've already seen it all."
"Forgive me if I don't want to get changed in the room where you're on the phone to Garcia," said Reid without turning around, closing the bathroom door behind him.
As soon as Reid had left the room, Morgan took the phone off of speaker. "Now that I've got you alone, baby girl, can I ask you to do me a very big favour?"
"Oh, whatever you want me to do, hot stuff," Garcia promised. "What is this favour that you need?"
"Well, I haven't been able to take Spencer on a proper date since Canada, and since he got shot in the knee," said Morgan in hushed tones, just in case Reid could hear him or was about to come back into the room. "But he can't go many places at the moment because of said knee, so I thought I'd bring the date to him, at our place, when we get back from Chicago."
"I think that's an absolutely fabulous idea," Garcia said excitedly. "What exactly did you have in mind?"
Morgan listed all of his requirements to Garcia, who promised to have everything ready when Morgan and Reid arrived home. Morgan hung up the phone just as Reid re-entered the room. "Everything okay?" he said, sitting down on the bed and drying his shaggy hair with a towel.
"Yep, all good. Garcia said she's glad my family like you so much, and that she knew that you shouldn't have worried."
Reid chuckled. "Of course she did. What time is it?"
"We've still got twenty minutes until we have to leave for the precinct," Morgan replied. "We have time to spare." He moved closer to Reid, putting a hand on either side of where Reid sat as he leant in closer. Whatever Morgan was about to do was interrupted, however, by a loud and rather urgent knock on their door.
Morgan went to answer it, and found a rather harried JJ standing there. "JJ? What's going on?" Morgan asked, confused.
"Hotch said we need to leave now," JJ replied. "They've found another body."
A/N: I'm so sorry for denying you guys any actual smut and only alluding to it again, but I didn't want to attempt to write it without my beta here to edit it for me. She's still in Europe somewhere, but fear not- under two weeks and she'll be back! :D
And don't worry, Morgan's family will be making a few more appearances in this fic. And also, the case that their on will start moving along- and things with Gordinski may start getting heated! :P
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