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Reid wants to snuggle deeper into the covers- but Morgan won't turn off the alarm and then he realizes that they are on a case and he couldn't go back to sleep if he even wanted to and so he sits up to find Morgan sitting on the edge of the bed, shoulders hunched in such a way as if to say 'I really need a hug right now," which makes Reid feel very sad this early in the morning.
Morgan scrubs a hand across his face-yawning. He knows Reid's up because he always makes these small snuffing noises like Clooney does when really doesn't want to be awake but Morgan's moving around, getting ready to go somewhere-DISTURBING HIM.
"G'morning." Reid yawns.
"It was snowing." Morgan says simply- that feeling nagging him even more, now that Reid was awake.
"You didn't wake me up?" Reid frowns; he loves snow.
Morgan swallows hard, struggling to remember that last night- that was imaginary- he is in the present. And in the here and now, Reid is nothing more than a co-worker, a friend, a male best friend that will never be anything more than just that.
Morgan sighs, "no."
"Are you okay?" Reid brow furrows. Did he miss something?
"Yeah." Morgan grunts. Morgan looks back as he feels the dent in the bed; Reid kneeling as if he's making his way towards him. Reid stretches-Morgan jumps from the bed. Reid is outright frowning now.
"What's the matter?" Reid asks; voice stuck with sleep and hurt. "Was it something I did?"
"No-Reid." Morgan shifts on his feet as he looks out the window, avoiding the other man's eyes. He has no right to feel the way he does.
"But-"
"I'm gonna get some coffee-"Morgan interrupts, pivoting on his heels making his way out of the room. Reid curls into himself, looking out the window as the sun rises- no trace of snow to be found.
A/N: Thank you for your time.