Maybe
Morgan was standing there looking exhausted. His eyes were shot and his clothes were wrinkled like he'd slept in them. He didn't smell bad though and the clothes were definitely not the same ones he wore on the way back home so Spencer knew he had showered and changed recently enough. The younger man moved aside to let the older man in. The darker skinned man moved so he could close the door.
To Spencer's surprise, he found he was grabbed by the wrist and led towards the couch. Morgan collapsed onto it, taking Reid with him to sit next to him. It was then that things changed as the body of the muscular man sank into his. Morgan's head buried itself into the unwounded nook of his neck and his arms were wrapped around his waist. Reid was stunned by this. Morgan had begun to tremble and by instinct Reid's arms wrapped around him, holding him as tightly as he could. He could feel moisture on his neck and the collar of his shirt and realized Morgan was crying.
Let me go
Gravity gets us all
Just thought you should know
In tomorrow's morning light
Things will look a lot less frightening
Than now, than now, than now
Maybe, just maybe
We could rewrite history
Baby I'm fading
Oh I could use a little saving
Maybe you could forget what I said
And just hold me instead
So you let me go
I guess I understand
I was the one who told you to
And so the morning came, just to leave
And nothing was ever the same, the same, the same
Maybe, just maybe
We could rewrite history
Baby I'm fading
Oh I could use a little saving
Maybe you could forget what I said
And just hold me instead
Just hold me instead
Just hold me instead
Maybe, just maybe
We could rewrite history
Baby I'm fading
Oh I could use a little saving
Maybe you could forget what I said
And just hold me instead
Instead