Do not own criminal minds.

Warning:masturbation. Nothing very graphic though.

Edited to fix grammatical errors

Aiming for the top

Chapter three

Maybe you're special

Spencer sighed as he sat down in the couch in Derek's living room. They had spent the entire afternoon moving all his belongings and organizing his new room. He did however have to re-organize his books, but was too tired to do so now. Derek and he had agreed that Spencer were to pay half the rent, which surprisingly was less than he had paid to live at Jonathan's.

Derek walked into the room, handed Spencer a cup of coffee with plenty of sugar, before sitting down on the couch too. Spencer sipped the coffee, surprised that it actually tasted the way he liked it. Content he leaned back further on the couch.

"I got it right?" Derek asked.

"Mhmm" Spencer replied.

"Good" Derek chuckled. "Just so you know you will have to cover the sugar-expenses" the drummer added jokingly.

"Anything for my coffee. Have to have some kind of an addiction as a 'rock star', right?" he joked.

Morgan laughed. "Better coffee than alcohol and drugs. Although, I would call what you drink liquid sugar, not coffee."

"Whatever" Spencer mumbled. "Hey Derek?" he asked after a pause.

"Yeah Pretty Boy?"

"I just… wanted to thank you. You know, for letting me stay here."

"No problem kid. I really don't mind the company. Besides, at least now someone can be sure you won't be killed or something" Derek answered lightly.

"Yeah well I still really appreciate it. You haven't known me that long and I would never expect you to…"

"Honestly, I don't see you expecting anyone to do anything, much less ask something like this from someone" Derek interrupted with a smile. "And it doesn't matter that I haven't known you for all that long, it's rare for me to get along this well with people."

"Even with Emily and Aaron?"

"Yeah, even with them it took some time for us to learn to get along this well" the dark skinned drummer answered. "Wait, he lets you call him Aaron?"

"Yes..?" Spencer replied nervously. "Why, is that bad?"

"No, not what I meant! It's just; very few people get to address Hotch as 'Aaron'. I called him Aaron once, but the guy instantly corrected me and asked me to call him Hotch."

They sat in silence for a while Spencer processed what Derek had told him. He wondered why Aaron let him call him by his given name but not the others, which he had known longer. It was strange to him. He also wondered why it came so easily for the older man to call him 'Spence' when no one else did.

"Why though?" he asked Derek.

"Hmm?"

"Why do you think he let's me call him 'Aaron' when you guys don't get to?"

"Oh, I dunno. Maybe you're special" Derek said with a grin as he got up from the couch. "I'm going to bed. G'night Doc" the drummer continued before walking to his bedroom.

"Special? What's that supposed to mean?" Spencer thought as he too walked to his bedroom.

Aaron sat on his couch and thought about the day. He was happy that they convinced Spencer to move in with Derek. As soon as Aaron had found out more about the guy Spencer lived with he wanted the younger man out of there.

It had not taken long for Aaron to realize that he was interested in Spencer. The fact that the younger man took his breath away the first time he ever saw him should have been enough of a clue. Because of his feelings he had decided to distance himself from Spencer, but he now knew that would be impossible. Everything about the man mesmerized Aaron. His skill as a musician, the brains, the shyness and awkwardness was all something he quickly grew fond of. Not to mention those stunning hazel eyes, lean figure and long, delicate hands. He loved to watch those hands roaming over his guitar as the genius played.

When he pictured the young man's hands roaming over a guitar Aaron's mind began to drift. He thought about how those hands would feel on his naked skin, how the doctors lips would feel against his. He imagined Spencer's tongue against his. These thoughts were incredibly arousing and suddenly there wasn't enough room in his pants.

Part of him knew he shouldn't think about his band-member this way, but Aaron couldn't stop it. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants before he began stroking his arousal through his boxers. This wasn't enough. Aaron pulled his pants and boxers down freeing his erection, pre-cum already seeping out.

He slowly began to stroke his now naked length. This would not last long. Soon he had picked up his pace. Aaron thought of Spencer. Spencer's eyes, Spencer's lips, Spencer's graceful hands.

"Ahh, fuck, Spenceer!" he moaned loudly as the familiar sensation of completion fell upon him. Aaron came, spilling his seed all over his hand and stomach.

The next day it was once again time for the band to rehears. The competition was only nine days away and the excitement was obvious in all of them.

"So Spencer moved in with Derek?" Emily asked him. The guitarist and the drummer had yet to show up.

"Yup. The guy Spencer lived with was beyond creepy" Aaron replied. "We spent most of yesterday moving his stuff, most of which was books."

"Doesn't surprise me to be honest. Have you seen the guy read? His speed is incredible" Emily laughed.

"You weren't kidding Em!" a voice behind Aaron said. "He was reading on the way over here, I swear the kid finished half the book during the 20 minute drive!"

Derek and Spencer had arrived. Aaron felt the familiar butterflies in his stomach he now associated with the young guitarist. His mind drifted to the previous night and his fantasies about the man and he had to suppress a blush from spreading.

"Only a third of the book actually Derek" Spencer said casually. "Hey guys" he added, giving Aaron and Emily a warm smile.

"A third of a book this thick" Derek teased, holding up his hands showing a large gap between two fingers to indicate the thickness of the book.

"Did we come here to discuss my reading habits or to rehears?"

The rehearsal went well. The band had now agreed on the two songs to perform at the competition. Aaron and Emily had written the lyrics together and most of the music had been written by Emily and Derek. Spencer had made some suggestions adding his own style to the songs which made them even better.

Aaron had come to realize that Elle decided to leave had been a blessing. She was a good guitarist, but she didn't come close to Spencer's level. Never had Aaron met such a skilled guitarist.

It had become early evening when they decided today's rehearsal was over. Emily and Derek had left to buy some beer and Aaron sat with Spencer at the small table. They were enjoying some bourbon.

"Aaron?"

"Yes Spencer?"

"I was talking to Derek yesterday…" the guitarist began. "He told me that you usually prefer people to call you Hotch…"

"And?" Aaron asked when Spencer didn't continue.

"… and I was wondering… well, w-why you're okay with me calling you 'Aaron'?"

Aaron raised an eyebrow and thought about how to answer the other man's question. 'Because I like the way it sounds when spoken by your voice' didn't seem like an appropriate answer.

"Not sure" he said instead. "I just don't mind."

Spencer didn't seem satisfied, but he dropped it.

"Did you know that using surnames as nicknames usually is to separate two people with the same given name? It's fairly unusual that the use of a surname as a nickname goes beyond a specific group of peers" Spencer rambled.

Aaron raised his eyebrow slightly. The young man tended to ramble from time o time. Derek seemed to be bothered by it, but Aaron kind of liked it.

"Sorry…" he mumbled

"No need to apologize Spence, I don't mind your rambling" Aaron laughed. Spencer blushed, but smiled.

The smile caused the familiar butterflies to return to Aaron's stomach. His feelings for the young man seemed to grow by the hour, it was driving him crazy.

Spencer felt good. The rehearsals were going well and the band played really good together. They had even changed the music to accommodate Spencer's suggestions and he felt really comfortable playing the songs. They had chosen two songs to perform at the competition.

He was however unsure about Aaron. It was a little confusing to Spencer that he singer allowed him to call him 'Aaron' when the others didn't. The fact that he felt confused bothered him; he wasn't used to the feeling. It all became more frustrating after Derek had made the 'maybe it's because you're special' comment. It made Spencer unsure as to where he had Aaron.

Aaron's actions confused him too. Sometimes the man seemed to distance himself and other times he joked around and talked with Spencer. If he didn't know better he would think Aaron might have some sort of interest in him. He snorted aloud at the thought, there was no way the singer was interested in him. Was he even gay? Spencer didn't know.

He considered himself as bisexual, but didn't have that much experience with either sex. However Spencer had noticed he over all seemed to be more attracted to men. Aaron was very attractive, but he didn't allow himself to think about it. The man was in his band, Spencer was afraid that if he let himself think about his attraction towards the older man it might ruin their dynamic which could affect the band. He didn't want that, Spencer loved playing with the others.

This was the main reason Derek's comment frustrated him. Part of him wanted to give in and admit to himself that he was attracted to Aaron. That night the handsome singer managed to nestle his way into Spencer's dreams. The dreams weren't too exciting, but when he woke up the next morning he felt more confused and frustrated than before. He couldn't let go of the confusion he felt from the fact that Aaron allowed him and nobody else in the band to address him with his given name. The fact that the older man's behavior seemed erratic didn't help.

Spencer thought back to an internship he had while still at school. During the short time he had been enrolled in the FBI-academy he had studied behavior. This however didn't seem to help in this current situation.

Spencer didn't like feeling confused.

End of chapter three!
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