"So, did you have fun making out in the closet?" Doctor Reid asked that night as the two put away the rest of the food.
They had managed to get everyone to take home a good portion of food.
"How'd you know?" The teen asked, wrapping up the jello.
"Oh please, you guys were gone for almost an entire half hour. And Garcia didn't see you when she went to the bathroom, either you were under the bed, or in the closet."
"Fine, you caught me. Are you going to bite my head off for making myself "public enemy number one" now?" The younger genius asked, putting air quotes around what his cousin had said.
"No, I'm not." The adult sighed, picking up the half empty bottle of wine.
"Why not?"
"Because I understand… believe it or not."
"I believe it, Mister fourteen year old high school graduate."
"So, go for it. But please, please don't get yourself hurt."
"I won't. I can handle myself… everyone thinks I can't do anything because I'm tiny… but I'm good. Thank you though." "Puck" smiled, loving that he didn't have to be angry anymore.
"Good, so I'll give you the same advice the Weasley's gave when they left, 'Give 'em Hell Peeves'. Now, onto the house. We'll start looking tomorrow online, and we'll set up dates to see the ones we like for some time this week, sound good?"
"Yea, we got a plan. What if you get a case though?"
"Burn that bridge if we cross it." The elder smiled as he shrugged.
"Sounds good to me." The teen smiled, pouring some of the wine into two glasses.
"Good, now, onto what you're wearing Monday."
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"Spencer! Come on! We're going to be late!" The adult yelled. "Oh, and thanks for letting me go first."
"Give me a minute!" The teen shouted back. "And you're welcome."
"What are you even still doing in there?" Doctor Reid asked, hitting the door.
"I'm just putting the final touches on the blood."
"On the what?!" The elder Reid shouted, not knowing if he was going to be able to handle what his cousin was wearing.
"I'm almost done, then I just need to put on the mask and we can go."
"What in the name of Reichenbach Falls are you wearing?!"
"We do not speak of that." "Puck" shouted from inside the bathroom.
The BAU agent sighed, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall next to the bathroom. He was very glad they had set up a few dates for later in the week, and he kept his fingers crossed that they wouldn't get a case and that the two of them could agree on a house quickly.
The door to the bathroom finally opened and "Puck" walked out.
"What do you think?" He asked, his voice slightly muffled because of the large mask over his mouth.
He was girl and bloody at the same time. A bloody white headband with bloody bow was on top of his head. The mask over his mouth and nose was white as well and looked to be splattered in blood. Spiral gauges that were white and looked like they had blood splashed on them. A choker was around his neck, it looked like blood was dripping from a gash in his neck. A white corset that looked like it was splashed with blood hugged his torso in a feminine and very appealing way, the large red bow at the top of it making his collar bone look a bit flushed. A white skirt that had fake blood splashed on it, and had multiple bloody hand prints on it hung low on his hips. The corset rested just high enough and the skirt just low enough that the dangly belly ring he put in that had bloody vampire fangs that said "bite me" across the teeth was showing. He knew it didn't necessarily fit with the overall theme, but he wanted his belly piercing to show. White stockings covered in fake blood were on his lanky legs and white high heels covered in fake splats of blood adorned his feet, making him taller. A white backpack that looked to be splashed and hand printed with blood was slug over one shoulder casually.
His arms were completely bare, so the scars of the old and new cuts showed proudly against his pale skin.
"Sweet lord… you really are giving them Hell. Are you sure you want to show your arms?" The adult asked, continually looking up and down the outfit.
"Very sure Starbucks, thank you for your concern though. Now let us go." "Puck" announced victoriously, holding his right arm up as he walked into the living room.
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"Holy shit!" Angela shouted as soon as she saw what the youngest Reid was wearing.
"Honey, are you ok? You never- Sweet Mary mother of fuck!" Alex exclaimed, coming to the door after her wife had cursed.
"Hello Angela, Hello Alex." The flamboyant male greeted, speaking clearly so he would be heard even through his mask.
He had expected a reaction that was kind of like the one he got, just with significantly less cursing.
"What are… Why are… What is… What?" The red head asked, trying to wrap her brain around what he was wearing.
"I'm being myself, you haven't seen me in these clothes before because I was trying to tone it down so I wouldn't freak out Anderson… but I'm done hiding. I completely understand if you never want me to see him again." The male said, his tone saying he was serious.
The women looked at each other and their expressions softened.
"We trust you with our son. You stick up for him, make him smile, and make him the happiest he's been in years. As soon as that stops being the case, you're banned from his life." Alex said.
"But we honestly don't see that happening, so let your flame burn bright. And I hope you have something extra special planned for Pride." Angela finished with a large smile.
"You bet I do." The bloody teen smiled back, the smile seen in his eyes as well.
"Oh sweet Deathly Hallows." Anderson said, mouth dropping open as he saw his date at the front door.
"Ready for school?" "Puck" asked, smile evident in his tone.
"I hope so." The blonde boy said seriously, smile coming onto his lips as he walked up to the brunet.
The ex-prostitute held his elbow out for his companion to take. The goth laughed loudly as he did so.
"By mom! See you after school." He smiled as they walked to the Reid's car.
"Have fun, be safe." They smiled as they waved to the boys.
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As soon as "Puck" stepped out of the car, all eyes were on him. Everyone had dropped jaws and stopped to stare at them. The goth did not care, he proudly took the bloody teens hand and let himself be walked to his first class.
The young Spencer didn't want to take off his mask, so Anderson just kissed the mask when they were separating.
"See you in History." The blonde smiled.
"See you then." The brunet smiled back.
Then the bloody teen headed to his Psychology class.
Mr. Rudd dropped his coffee mug when he saw Spencer.
"Spencer?" He asked confused, not believing what he was seeing.
"The one and only."
"You're going to have to take that mask off." The teacher said, picking his coffee mug that had, surprisingly, not broken up.
He knew that there was no way the school board would approve of the mask in the slightest, he was letting the rest of the outfit slide.
"Alright."
The teen took off the mask, and the teacher dropped his mug once more when he saw that blood was coating the inside of the brunet's mouth, as well as most of his lips and dripping down his chin. All Spencer did was smile open mouthed at the Psychology educator.
The teacher just looked at him with mouth open slightly, no words finding their way out of his mouth. Then the bell rang and the ex-prostitute gave a small wave before going to his seat.
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The rest of the day until lunch went pretty much the same way. Each teacher told him to take off his mask, but disregarded the rest of the outfit, and regretted it as soon as they saw his bloody mouth.
"I think you scarred the teachers." Anderson laughed at lunch.
Spencer finished swishing the water around in his mouth and spit it out so he could start eating.
"They work for the public school system; it was bound to happen sooner or later." The genius shrugged, picking up a carrot stick.
"Still don't have your own food yet?"
"I have plenty of food, yours just tastes better."
"It does not; you're just saying that so I'll keep letting you eat mine."
"I'm neither confirming nor denying that."
They both laughed and continued eating food. They were in harmony for at least five minutes… and then the idiot jock from before come walking up.
"Oh look, the little f-" He didn't get a chance to finish that.
"Puck" got up and got right in his face.
"Don't finish that sentence, not unless you want to be hit by a boy in a dress." The genius said seriously.
The jock took a subconscious step back, as did his posse. They looked at each other, and then cleared their throats, and all of the dispersed. Spencer smiled at the air where the idiots had just been, then went back to the boy he was dating.
The goth just smiled and held the container of grapes out to him, smile still on his face.
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As soon as they were done eating, "Puck" took a tube of fake blood out of his backpack and put some more in his mouth, coating it again before putting his mask on once more.
The last half of the day progressed just as the first half had, mask being taken off and being regretted. As they were driving home, the usual small talk was exchanged.
"Oh hey, did you guys decide on a house?" Anderson asked with a smile.
"No, we have a few appointments this week, but we've decided not to decide on one unless both of us love it."
"That's really good, my moms almost got a divorce… well… the domestic partnership version of a divorce, when picking out the house we have now. They didn't try to accommodate each other, and they ended up getting really mad. In the end they let me pick between the three that they had in mind. All of which are close to the BAU."
"I was going to ask about that. You're only a few blocks away from there… why?"
"My moms thought it would be safer."
"They do realize that there have been quite a few instances where people have been shot in there, right?"
"They do not."
"How? Wasn't it in the news?"
"Apparently not. I guess the liaison is really good at her job."
"Yea, Stunning is amazing."
"Why doesn't Derek have a nick name?" Anderson asked, his tone saying that he didn't know if he should be asking.
The youngest Reid took a deep breath but gave a small nod.
"I knew you would ask. You're too curious not to." The genius sighed.
"Thank you, but quit stalling."
"Alright, to be truthful, he used to have one. He used to be called Knight In Shining Armor… and then he broke my best friend's heart." The youngest Reid said, tone light.
"Your cousin?"
"How did you know?"
"I sensed it, and saw it. When I was over for Thanksgiving, whenever they were around each other, they moved so they weren't."
"Yea, my cousin Spencer. I just can't call him that anymore; because Knights are supposed to be chivalrous, and I can't… he just isn't any more to me. My cousin spent so much time letting the New Orleans Cunt hurt him… and then the next guy he gives his heart to, tells him that he's not sure he's gay, or that he even likes him in a romantic way… I just… I'm loyal like a German Shepard… so if you mess with my mate or my owner, I'll rip your fucking lungs out… and not feel sorry."
Anderson smiled.
"I'm glad; I know which one of those I am." The blonde kept smiling, intertwining their fingers.
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Sorry so long no update, writers block. Hope you all enjoyed and please feel free to tell me what you think, or even what you wish happens (maybe I can fit it in) =)