Reid was resting on the couch, watching Blades Of Glory, waiting for his cousin to get home and also contemplating getting drunk because he didn't have anything else he had to do. As Jimmy accidentally fell instead of landing in his ice suit the adult decided he was going to get drunk because he had nothing else to do, and he crossed his fingers he wouldn't get called in the next day. The genius heaved himself up off of the couch and went into the kitchen.

He grabbed the half empty wine bottle out of the fridge, as well as the small bottle of vodka out of the freezer. The doctor shrugged as he poured all of the vodka into the wine bottle. He took a gulp of it before he went back to the couch to snuggle in and watch the rest of the movie.

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It was the elder Reid's second time watching the movie and the bottle was more than half full when he remembered something he wanted to thank Tracker for. He pulled his phone out of his pocket with some difficulty and tried his best to text. It didn't take too long before he finally managed to send a text to his ex-boyfriend.

Oh, by the way, thank you so much for the flowers.

Not even a minute went by before he got a reply.

What flowers?

That confused him which made his fuzzy vision get a bit clearer so he could type back a reply quicker.

The ones you sent to me at my work.

Again the reply was quick.

Um, I didn't send you any flowers. Maybe it was the guy that called you before our dates.

He shook his head even though he knew no one could see him doing so.

Morgan? No way, he already told me he didn't.

I don't know sweetie, but it wasn't me. But I'm glad someone sent you flowers, you deserve them. Well, night Spencer, hope to see you soon.

Thanks, sorry for the confusion.

Doctor Reid sighed as he set the phone on the coffee table, now he was confused about who had sent him the flowers, a part of him wanted to believe Morgan had sent it, but a more sober part of him insisted that that was impossible. He raised the bottle to his lips again and let the liquid flow with gravities help.

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"Puck" walked into the apartment with the biggest smile on his face, it seemed that whenever anything to do with Anderson occurred, he couldn't stop smiling for a few hours. As soon as he closed the door, he noted his cousin sitting on the floor in front of the television, his eyes glossed over and mouth hanging open in wonder. Blades Of Glory was playing for probably the twelfth time, and the inebriated genius was simply captivated by it.

"Hey, Starbucks, are you ok?" The teen asked, walking over cautiously.

"Thissss movie," Elder Spencer said, words slurring slightly as he looked at the teen with large eyes and amused expression. "It's like… It's… gay."

"Puck" rolled his eye with a smile as he took notice of the empty bottle of wine on the ground and the smell of vodka in the air.

"Ok, time for bed." The teen chuckled, going to grab elder Reid.

"B-but, da movie." The doctor pouted.

"It'll be waiting for you. Right now we need to get you to sleep."

"Why?" The adult whined.

Younger Reid sighed and rolled his eyes.

"So that the Easter bunny and Santa can come to clean up the house." The teen said, his tone that of someone talking to a child.

The doctor's eyes gleamed with excitement as he let himself be dragged into a standing position.

"Thas so cool." He slurred as he got lead to his bedroom.

"Yup, it is." The youngest Reid grunted, moving the somewhat heavy body with difficulty.

They entered the bedroom and the teenager quickly undressed him before putting him in the bed.

"Will they want coffee?" The adult asked, letting the covers be pulled up to his chin.

"Possibly, but they know how to work the machine. It'll all be fine." "Puck" told him, lying right behind him on the bed, smiling to himself.

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Doctor Reid woke up with his head pounding. He groaned as he sat up, putting his hand over his eyes to stop the bright rays from getting to his eyes. He groaned once again as he stood up and began making his way to the kitchen, using only his knowledge of his apartment to get there.

"Well good morning gorgeous." "Puck" said his tone low so that it wouldn't agitate the doctor.

"Hi." The doctor just managed out as a coffee mug got pushed into his hands.

"Drink up; you have to leave for work in an hour."

"What?!" The elder shouted, hurting his own head as he did so.

"You got so wasted, you didn't answer the phone. Beautiful called last night and left a message, everyone got some more paperwork because Author Dude convinced Cute Guy That Doesn't Smile that he needed to disperse the work amongst all of you. Speaking of getting wasted, please don't tell me that you got drunk because you and Tracker broke up. And yes, I know about that too, he texted me to let me know so I was caught up to speed. P. S. you need to remain friends with that guy, he's epic."

"You talk, a lot." The adult groaned, finding his way over to the couch.

"Occupational hazard, now answer the question."

"No, it wasn't because of that. We had alcohol; I was bored, and didn't think I would have to go to work today."

"Ok, good. Now, drink up, and then make yourself a breakfast burrito. I'll be getting ready to look sexy as always, I should be done by the time your drunken stupor has lifted slightly."

All elder Reid could do was groan and nod as his cousin left the room, this was not how he wanted his morning to go.

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Doctor Reid walked into the BAU with dark glasses on and a giant coffee from Starbucks in his hand. Jennifer tried to day something to him, but he just groaned and held up his hands. "Puck" quickly explained it to her and she just nodded with a smile on her face.

"Ok, I'm going to go to Beautiful's lair, you going to be fine out here?" The teen asked, smiling slightly as he looked at the disheveled-ness of his cousin.

"Yea, I'll be fine." The elder Reid nodded.

"Ok, holler if you need anything." Young Spencer smiled before going into his besties lair.

The doctor groaned as he plopped into his seat, knowing it was going to be a long day.