Title: Damn Morgan
Disclaimer: Not mine, no profit made
Pairing: HotchxReid
Rating: PG
Summary: He just had to insist they choose each other's nicknames.
A/N: This is just a silly little thing that came out of nowhere :P

When Aaron heard the ping from his computer signalling a new message, he sighed even as he rushed to read it. He was of course thrilled to finally have a way to talk to his lover secretly in the office - thanks to Spencer's ability to learn from Garcia at lightning speeds and set up a secure Intranet line - he just hated that it was his idea to let them choose each other's name.

His name for Spencer was supposed to be a joke, a way to make fun of Morgan's odd nickname for him. He hadn't expected his partner to retaliate with a nickname Morgan apparently had for him. One Aaron had never heard before.

Needless to say, he wasn't exactly thrilled to see it every time he spoke with his boyfriend.

When he finally opened the window, he read Spencer's message.

PRETTY BOY: Hey, are you home early tonight? I want to know if I should cook or order in.

With a sigh, Aaron realized that if he wanted to maintain this anonymous means of communication, he would have to either talk with Spencer about changing his user name or just resign himself to it. With great reluctance, he messaged back.

KEN DOLL: I should be home early but take out sounds good. Don't go to any trouble.

PRETTY BOY: It's not a problem, I like cooking. Or is this your way of telling me I suck :)

KEN DOLL: You're probably the best cook I've ever met, I just hate to think of you slaving in the kitchen after a long day.

PRETTY BOY: It's not a big deal, honestly. Cooking when I'm tired from work helps me unwind. So, any requests?

KEN DOLL: If you really don't mind, I would kill for some of your prawn sesame noodles.

PRETTY BOY: Good choice! I don't even have to pick anything up at the store.

KEN DOLL: Perfect.

PRETTY BOY: Great. I'll see you around 7.

KEN DOLL: Sure .. I love you. You know that right?

PRETTY BOY: As long as you know it's beyond mutual.

KEN DOLL: 3

PRETTY BOY: ...What is that?

KEN DOLL: A heart. JJ showed it to me on a message she sent to Will.

PRETTY BOY: 3 3 3

KEN DOLL: Right back at you Spencer.

Aaron was smiling widely, filled with a comforting warmth, when he saw movement in the corner of his eye. He was dismayed to see Morgan walk up the stairs with the case report he'd requested. As much as he hated looking at himself designated as Ken Doll, he loved being able to have casual but personal conversations like this. It had made the days of paper work hell so much more tolerable.

When he looked at Morgan he narrowed his eyes. He couldn't even reprimand the man for his insulting moniker without betraying Spencer's confidence.

Damn him.

KEN DOLL: Sorry, but I've got to go, Morgan's making his way up here. I'll see you tonight.

PRETTY BOY: 3

KEN DOLL: 3

Aaron logged off just as Morgan entered and racked his mind for what paper work he could assign to the agent this time. He may not be able to directly chew Morgan out for the nick name, but he could sure as hell make him pay in other ways.