Fic. Wedding Jitters, Epilogue (Criminal Minds, Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan)
Title: Wedding Jitters, Epilogue
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan
Rating: PG
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Follows:
Beg (NC-17)
Beg, Epilogue
and
Wedding Jitters
“Admit it. It wasn’t so bad.” Morgan commented. He unlocked the door and walked in with Reid in tow.
“I guess. At least this time the kids didn’t come after me.”
“No, but they came to ask some questions when you were talking with the groom.”
“What questions?”
“They wanted to know why my girlfriend was wearing a tux. When I told them that long hair doesn’t automatically mean the person is a girl, they asked some more questions.” Morgan grinned widely.
“I don’t want to know.” Reid tore of his tied and loosened the top buttons.” “I’ve been waiting all day to get rid of this thing….”
“You looked adorable in it.”
“I was in attending a funeral couple years ago. I was wearing a black suit, black tie and a white shirt. One elderly lady came to pinch my cheek and said I looked sooooo adorable.”
“So?”
“Couple minutes later I heard her saying exactly the same to a five year old, who had a blue corduroy suit, Batman shirt and a Wile E. Coyote band-aid on his forehead.”
“Pretty Boy…. You seriously don’t have a clue of what’s happening around you.”
Morgan started to pull off his tuxedo. “You got a lot of attention from the bridesmaids, and even more when I dragged you to the dance floor.”
“Now that we’re on that topic, it doesn’t matter if the wedding couple has decided to replace traditional wedding waltz with salsa. It’s not appropriate to put on a live sex show in the middle of the reception.”
“We were dancing, it wasn’t a live sex show.”
“That wasn’t my description, that’s what the best man called it afterwards.”
“We were both fully clothed.”
“If the band hadn’t decided to take a break, the friction would have caused a fire.”
“You had fun when I gave you dance classes.”
“At home, but not when there’s one hundred and fifty people watching.”
“Hundred and seventy, I checked. I knew you would say something like that.”
“Anyway….. I just want to take a shower and go to bed.” Reid headed upstairs.
“Aren’t you gonna invite me to join you? Conserve water and so on.”
“I’ve been on my feet all day. So as tempting as that sounds, a sexual escapade standing up is really not that luring right now.”
“I didn’t say anything about sexual escapades! I could wash your back.”
“We both know what happens when you offer to wash my back.” Reid paused and a coy grin spread on his face. “But I could be persuaded to change the shower to a nice long bath.”
“Does that include a rubber duckie?”
“And a lot of bubbles. But if you’re not interested….” Reid headed to the bathroom, dropping pieces of his clothing on the floor.
“Can we play Blofeld and James Bond? I got the tux ready.“ Morgan pulled his own tie off and rushed upstairs.