A/N: Thank you for the reviews, I love the positive feedback. This was surprisingly fun to write, so I plan on keeping these coming! If anyone has any suggestions on what phobias a should write and who should have it, let me know in a review and I'll write it for you.
Contreltophobia: Abnormal fear of Sexual Abuse.
Morgan never had a problem saying words like 'rape' or 'molestation', but every time he did say it, he'd have a moment of emptiness that settled in his stomach. He'd long ago pushed those harmful memories out of his head, refusing to allow them to control his life. Truthfully, he knew in aspects, they did control his life; to some extent. He had a hard time with trust, especially when it came to the men on the team. He had a feeling Hotch had figured it out, but he knew the others didn't see Morgan as having any fears.
He knew Hotch saw how he winced whenever he was in a confined space with him, he knew Hotch did his best to give him space. Reid on the other hand, innocently oblivious, had a harder time understanding the concept of personal space. Morgan had a feeling Reid knew exactly how he felt, though Reid would never confirm having similar childhood experiences as he did. He knew Hotch wasn't going to do anything inappropriate, yet he had an impossible time dealing with one on one moments with him. Moments that seemed almost to personal to be professional.
Logically, he knew what he'd gone through as a child would never happen again. He knew he was around people he could trust, and that he was much more capable of dealing with anything that came his way. He just couldn't shake the feeling that every touch meant something more, that every sentence had deeper implications.
Hotch had told him he'd trust him with his life, but questioned if he'd do the same. Honestly, he knew he could trust Hotch, but he didn't. On the ride home after one of the most stressful cases of their career, Hotch confronted the issue that was always between them. "Morgan, I don't know exactly what happened to you when you were younger, but the way you act towards me is wrong." He started, his voice unnaturally gentle, which made Morgan uneasy.
"Look Hotch, it's not that I don't trust you, I just-"
Hotch cut him off, "I've looked the other way, because we are all entitled to a personal life and personal thoughts, but you can't act recklessly and endanger your life and ours." He paused, and Morgan saw him turn to face him out of the corner of his eye. "I want you to know, you can talk to me, if you ever feel like you need someone. Maybe talking will help you begin to move past the feelings you can't shake." He didn't reply to that, and he didn't pretend to play stupid. He knew Hotch knew, and he knew he'd keep it to himself. Something inside him knew that Hotch understood his feelings deeper then he'd ever admit to, and he tucked away his words to reflect on in private.