A/N: Finally, the second chapter is up! I really enjoyed writing this one, probably because of something something between our two favourite agents! Once again I warn you that this is SLASH, so if you don't like, don't read! Hopefully I can publish the next chapter sooner than this one!

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds.

As Reid approached Morgan's front door, the nerves he felt threatened to overwhelm him. He had never been this worried about anything in his life, never been this anxious. Of course, he'd never been in this situation with anyone before, which didn't help him. And this was Morgan, which made Reid desperate not to blow it even more.

Before Reid could raise a shaking hand to knock on Morgan's door, it opened and the man itself stood in front of Reid with a smile on his face. "I saw your car pull up," Morgan explained before Reid could open his mouth. "Plus I saw you standing on the doorstep for five minutes, psyching yourself up."

"Derek, I-"

"I get it, Spencer, you're nervous. It's okay," Morgan said. "To be honest, so am I."

"You're nervous? You? Derek Morgan, nervous about a date?" Reid now had a small smile on his face as he began to relax.

"I'm not nervous about the date, I'm nervous about the fact that it's with you," said Morgan. "I don't want to mess this up as much as you."

This touched Reid. Morgan cared about him enough that he was actually nervous about messing up the date? "Come in, kid," said Morgan, as he led Reid into the house.

It was exactly as Reid had imagined it. Simple, masculine-looking furniture that reflects Morgan's taste. One thing was missing, though.

"Where's Clooney?" Reid asked, referring to Morgan's dog.

"I got JJ to look after him," Morgan replied. "I would've asked Garcia, but she would've got suspicious."

"But why, though?"

"Because I didn't want to have to worry about the 'Reid Effect'," Morgan laughed. Animals and small children didn't take well to Reid, and that was what the team had dubbed the situation. "Besides, I thought he would get annoying."

Reid scowled at Morgan. He didn't like being reminded anything that indicated his social awkwardness. All this succeeded in doing, however, was making Morgan laugh even more. "You look cute when you're angry," he said when he finally stopped.

Reid didn't know what to say. This was why he had been so nervous; he didn't know what to do in these situations, because he'd been in them very few times in his life. None of those times had been with another man, and none of them had ever been with someone as important as Morgan. He opened his mouth, and then closed it again. Morgan noticed his hesitation. "Spencer? What's wrong?"

"I- I don't know how to do this," Reid stammered.

"What do you mean?"

"I am nervous about the same thing as you- that this is us, and I don't want to mess it up," Reid began. "But there's something else. I've- I've never been on a proper date before."

Morgan was shocked. He had known that Reid was very inexperienced when it came to relationships, but never going on a proper date? No wonder he was so nervous.

"Oh, pretty boy." Morgan stepped forwards and wrapped his arms around Reid, drawing him in close. "Please, stop worrying. You know that doesn't matter to me. I want to be with you, inexperience and all."

Reid just let Morgan hold him, taking in the welcome warmth from the older agent's body. That warmth and that touch was enough for Reid to begin to forget his nerves, and to realise that the only thing that really mattered here was Morgan and how he felt about him.

Morgan knew Reid well enough to know that his silence and the fact that he hadn't moved from Morgan's arms meant that he was beginning to relax, and that Morgan's touch was all he needed to do it. So the two of them just stood there like that for a while, reveling in the fact that they could show each other affection like this and not have to worry about getting caught. Then the timer on the oven went off, and Morgan broke apart from Reid. "Dinner's ready," he grinned.

"I'm still intrigued as to what you managed to cook without setting your house on fire," Reid commented as he followed Morgan into the kitchen.

"Ha ha Spencer, very funny," said Morgan. "I wanted our first date to be special, one that you would remember."

"I'm pretty certain that I would remember it no matter what we did, Derek," Reid replied. "Mostly, though, I would remember it because I was with you."

Morgan smiled. He'd never known the kid to show so much of himself, and was touched that it was with him. Reid never really opened up with anyone, due to both his social awkwardness and his past. The fact that he was opening up to Morgan meant that he felt comfortable with him, like he did with no one else. "Thanks, kid. Now go sit down, so I can get dinner."

Morgan ushered Reid out of the kitchen and into the dining room, where the table had been set for the two of them. Morgan motioned for Reid to sit down, and then left the room again. Reid took his seat, but couldn't take his eyes off the table. It was laid with a simple white tablecloth, with beautiful silver cutlery. The table was small; to make it more intimate, and Morgan had stood cream coloured candles and a vase containing two red roses in the middle. Reid was touched. Nobody had ever done anything like this for him. Ever.

"Dinner is served," Morgan announced as he entered the room. Reid had his back to him, so he had to turn around to see him. Reid gasped, his mouth falling open. Morgan had two plates in his hands; each of them holding a slab of chicken drizzled in a mouthwatering sauce, gypsy potatoes, carrots and a salad.

"Wow," was all Reid could say. Morgan smirked at him.

"I told you I could cook, kid," Morgan said, setting one of the plates in front of Reid before taking his own seat. "Now taste it."

Reid smiled obligingly, before spearing a piece of chicken and potatoes on his fork and putting it into his mouth. It wasn't long before he had finished his first mouthful, and was going back for another. Morgan laughed. "I guess you like it then."

Reid smiled back at him and swallowed. "I guess I do." Reid knew that Morgan could tell by his expression that he loved the food. It was amazing.

"I can't remember the last time I had a home cooked meal," Reid commented after a while.

Morgan looked at him, stunned. "Seriously? You don't even cook for yourself?"

"I can't really cook that well, Derek," Reid replied. "I usually have either takeout, or microwavable meals, or something that doesn't need to be cooked."

"Well you know what that means, right?" said Morgan.

"Please don't say you're going to teach me how to cook," Reid protested.

"No," Morgan laughed. "What I was going to say was that I'm going to have to cook for you more often."

Reid's expression softened again. After only a week, Morgan was so, so good to him. What had he ever done to deserve a man like him?

Morgan reached out and placed his hand over Reid's. Reid shivered, but it wasn't through cold or repulsion. It was nerves, shock and love.

"What're you thinking, kid?" Morgan asked. "I mean, besides the thousands of facts flying through that big ol' head of yours all the time."

"I was thinking that something must've gone completely wrong in the world for me to somehow end up with you," Reid said.

"Don't ever, sell yourself short, kid," Morgan said. He leaned across the table and kissed Reid, pulling the young genius towards him.

"Um, Derek?" Reid said, pulling away from Morgan. "Maybe we shouldn't do this over a burning candle."

Morgan looked down, and realised the dancing flame was perilously close to Reid's tie. "Maybe you're right," he grinned. Still holding Reid's hand, Morgan led him away from the table and towards the couch. He sat down and patted the space beside him.

Reid looked unsure. "Derek, I-"

"It's okay, Spencer," Morgan whispered, running his fingers over Reid's slim, pale hand. "We can take this as slow as you want. Believe it or not, I think I can wait for this."

Reid nodded, and sat down beside Morgan. Morgan pulled him in closer. "Kissing, if that's all you want," Morgan promised, leaning in and kissing Reid again. This time Reid kissed him back, the kiss getting deeper and stronger as Reid gained more confidence and felt less nervous.

Morgan ran a hand through Reid's hair, the other hand keeping his fellow agent's body close. "Oh, pretty boy…" he moaned as he broke away from Reid briefly, before plunging in again. Morgan pushed his tongue against Reid's lips, and after a moment Reid relaxed and parted his lips. He began to moan softly, which told Morgan that he definitely enjoyed it.

The two men sprang apart suddenly when there was a loud knock at front door. "Ignore them," Morgan whispered, leaning in and kissing Reid again. "Maybe they'll go away." After only one more kiss, though, the knocking began again. Morgan sighed and regretfully got up from the couch, casting a wistful glance back at Reid before walking towards the front door.

"Who is it?" Morgan called out, glancing longingly back at Reid again.

"It's Garcia!" a woman's voice called back, sending both Morgan and Reid into a panic. Garcia didn't know about them- she couldn't know about them. They had to act fast.

"Um, now's not really a good time, Garcia!" Morgan yelled, hoping to get her to leave.

"Why, you got a woman in there, stud muffin?" Garcia asked.

Morgan and Reid looked at each other. That had definitely been the wrong thing to say, or at least the wrong way to say it. "No," he replied. "But I'm still kinda busy."

"Morgan, just let me in, I'm not going anywhere!" said Garcia.

Reid nodded very briefly to Morgan. "We have to let her in," he whispered. "We can make up an excuse."

"Okay," Morgan whispered back. "But you might want to straighten yourself up." He smirked, indicating Reid's crooked tie and now-messy hair.

Reid blushed and began fixing his tie, as Morgan moved towards the front door again and opened it. Garcia stood there in all her colourful glory. "Come in, Garcia," Morgan said, stepping aside. Garcia stepped into the house and into the living room- and then she saw Reid.

"Boy wonder?" she said, confused. "What are you doing here?"

A/N: OMG, what are they going to say to Garcia? But I love writing these two together, I think they're just so cute! As always, please review, I'd really love to hear what you guys think!