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Morgan's been avoiding Reid all day.
The case was brutal, simplistic and quickly wrapped. All anyone wanted to do was sleep...
Reid stare at the open book on his lap...even if they weren't there long, all cases had an effect on them. There was always some parent missing a child, child missing parent, sister, brother, loved one.
He couldn't sleep, the cogs were turning deeply in his head.
He looks across the plane at Morgan, whose shoulders slump as he cranks the volume on his ipod. Reid wants go over to Morgan and hug him, snuggle close; he wants to break down the restrictive wall Morgan has erected around himself.
Morgan looks up, catching Reid's eye. Morgan lowers his gaze...wanting to- but instead, he closes his eyes, drowning out the white noise that threaten to drag him under.
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Reid can't stand this any longer.
The pilot tells the team to get ready to land; Reid keeps an eye on Morgan as he packs up his stuff.
Morgan's mouth twitches into a frown as he looks down at his hands.
Reid almost jumps sky high as a hand lands on his shoulder.
"Is everything alright with you and Morgan?" Hotch's voice is kept low, masked by the rumble of the jet's engines.
Reid shakes his head.
"I don't know. Morgan..." Reid's at a loss of words.
Hotch nods.
"I think you two should...talk?" Hotch's voice pulls with an undercurrent of suggestion as he arches a brow.
Reid nods slowly, his heart fluttering in his stomach.
"But isn't that against some kinda-"
"Reid, the B.A.U is a fine institution, but some of the policies aren't very... logical." Hotch picks his words carefully. "You can't restrain the heart. I don't have a problem with it...just don't let Strauss get wind of it and we're all fine." A small smile twitches on the edge of Hotch's mouth as Reid lets out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.
"Thanks Hotch." Reid says and Hotch claps him on the shoulder.
"Sulking does not become him." Hotch rolls his eyes and Reid snorts.
They all pack up to go.
Reid hangs back, waiting for Morgan to exit the plane.
Morgan looks up, and is shocked to see Reid waiting.
"Kid?" His heart speeds...why is this so hard? Because he knows this is something he should not want.
"I- could you take me...home?" Reid asks hopefully, clutching his Go bag nervously.
Morgan gives a small smile.
"Sure." He reaches to grab Reid's bag from him and their fingers brush-Morgan has to steady his breath as he takes it.
The ride is silent, uncomfortable as Morgan stares straight ahead. Reid looks over at him.
If he doesn't make the first move, they'd never get anywhere.
"Morgan, did I do something wrong?" His voice soft as he bites his lip.
"What- no Kid, you-" Morgan blinks as he looks over at Reid. "It's not you." he concedes.
"Then what is it? You've been avoiding me all day and I can't help but think that-" Reid's words tumbles out.
"Pretty Boy, it's not you." Morgan cuts him off, steady, calm.
Morgan pulls over, and turns off the car. His hands rest on the steering wheel as his face turns red.
"Morgan?" Worry creeps into Reid's voice.
Morgan closes his eyes and sighs.
"Ki- Reid."Morgan swallows, a look of pain stretches tight across his face. "I-I feel like Carl." Morgan looks up, to see Reid staring. He looks away first, body trembling.
"What? You're nothing like him." Reid says, panic rising.
"I am...I-"his voice shakes. "I keep thinking...and- six years, I'm just as disgusting! I'm just as bad."Morgan chokes as he breaks down and cries. Doubled over, gasps for breathe.
"Morgan." Reid says, touching Morgan softly on the shoulder. Morgan jerks as if burned.
"MORGAN LOOK AT ME!" Reid yells, voice stern and hard.
Morgan lifts his head slowly. He feels exposed. Raw. Vulnerable.
"Morgan, this is the last time I'm going to say this. You. Are. NOTHING. Like Carl. Got it?" Reid hisses.
Morgan stares at him blankly.
"Now, we're going to try this again. Morgan, what's wrong?"
Morgan's chest heaves, his eyes sliding closed again, he lets his head loll against the headrest.
"You're my best friend, you do know that right?" Morgan says tiredly.
"Yeah, same to you." Reid says quickly.
"I feel like I'm taking advantage of you."Morgan takes deep breathes as he opens his eyes. Ready to push through this.
"I- keep having thoughts about us...and it's wrong. I shouldn't feel this way. I shouldn't be having those thoughts about my best friend. And even if...there was some way- there's...I'm way older than...I'm just like him." Morgan chokes on another sob.
"Morgan? You do know that six years really isn't that much of an age difference. Especially considering I'm way past the age of consent." Reid arches a brow. Morgan frowns.
"The "Kid" thing- that's a moniker- a pet name. That does not indicate any perversion on your part. If I was offended, I would say something. I like it...you're the only one who can get away with that you know?" Reid gives a small laugh. Morgan gives a weak smile.
"And have you ever considered the possibility that I could have those same feelings in return?" Reid presses.
Morgan looks at him.
"But you're str-"
"No. You assume my sexuality, or sexual preference. Just like I did you." Reid says quietly. "It doesn't help that this scares me to death.. . I mean to have those feelings and not know what the other person's thinking?" Reid frowns a bit.
"I like you Morgan. And-"Reid's cut off as Morgan leans in to kiss Reid chastely on the lips.
Morgan pulls back and smiles.
"The Dr. Spencer Reid speechless for once?" Morgan chuckles as Reid rolls his eyes.
He kisses Morgan back, except it's deeper this time. Sweet, hard and soft at the samae time. Reid groans softly and Morgan takes the opportunity to deepen the kiss-
It's hard, silky, soft and mind blowing as they imagined it should be.
Reid pulls back, gasping for air...
"You're not Carl." He pants as he stares Morgan in the eyes.
Morgan nods, shaking.
Morgan smiles as he buckles back up and gets ready to take Reid home.
He's no Carl.
A/N: So...what do you think? Good, bad...i need to stop blabbing so you can review? I appreciate all the support, I really do. Thank you all.