Fic: Make-Over / Rules of the Playground (Criminal Minds, Reid / Morgan, Hotch / Chad)
Title: Make-Over
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan,
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
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Prentiss turned to look at J.J. The blond was wearing the same look of shock.
“Did you see that too?”
“Yeah….” J.J. confirmed.
“Good, I thought I was imagining things. It just looked so unreal.”
“I know. Like thinking your mom went to the principal’s office to talk about the PTA`s cake sale and then walk in on them getting it on behind his desk.”
“Who got it on behind the desk?” Morgan slammed his gym bag on his desk. “That creepy guy from white-collar crimes and that new receptionist?”
“What? No.”
“Someone already caught them making out in a supply closet.”
“I don’t care.” Prentiss interrupted. “We think the end of the world is coming. We’ve just seen the first sign.”
“Cow’s flying?”
“Even weirder.”
“Statues crying blood?”
“Weirder.”
“What can be weirder than that?”
“Look over my shoulder. Carefully, don’t let him see you watching.”
Morgan did as he was told. “I’m still waiting for an explanation.”
“You don’t see it?” Prentiss turned to check that the sigh was still the same. It was. Reid was talking with Hotch on the landing in front of Hotch`s office. Reid was explaining something and his hands were accompanying his words, making him look like a windmill on speed.
“Look at him!”
“Yeah, I hid his glasses. When I get a chance, I’ll get rid of them for good.”
“I’m not talking about contacts. His clothes!”
“What about them?”
“Look at them.” Prentiss grabbed Morgan’s head and directed it to the two men on the landing. “Tight jeans, a shirt that actually fits him. In pink! And no grandpa-ties or vests.”
“Yeah, we went shopping yesterday. We’re going to my buddy’s birthday party after work, and I persuaded him to wear what I picked for him.”
“He doesn’t even look like himself!”
“Look above the shoulders.”
Prentiss looked again. “Right…. But he actually looks normal.”
“What does that mean?” Morgan sounded slightly offended.
“Nothing. Just that…. J.J. help me.”
“She means that Reid has a pretty face and nice eyes and all that, but she never knew he also has a nice ass.”
“Thanks a lot.” Prentiss groaned. “Not exactly what I meant, but yeah, his butt looks a lot better without those corduroy pants.”
“And even better without pants at all. Trust me.” Morgan smirked.
“I don’t wanna know.”
“I want to, but I got work to do.” J.J. smirked and headed back to her office.
“How did you even get him to agreed to your make-over games?”
“I made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.”
“Tell me.”
“I would, but if he hears about it, I’ll be living in the doghouse and Clooney will be sleeping in bed with Reid.”
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Title: Rules of the Playground
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan,
Aaron Hotchner / Chad Christensen
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
Reid sat in one of the kiddieswings and looked at the people playing on the playground. One of the stockier mamas noticed him and came over for a chat.
“Hello there. Newcomer?”
“Beg you pardon?”
“We just haven’t seen you here before. I’m Carolyn.” She sat down on another swing. “We have a pretty tight network of moms here. You know how it is when you see same faces every day, you get friendly. And it’s so nice that everyone knows everyone. Playgrounds are so full of all kind of perverts nowadays, and school yards too.”
Reid stared at her for a moment. The women had gone through her entire speech without pausing to take a breath.
“Like last week, when Jocelyn saw this weird looking man here. She went to him and slammed him on the head with her umbrella. She was absolutely sure that creep was eyeing her Tommy.”
“What happened then?”
Carolyn blushed a little bit. “He called the police and her husband had to come and bail her out. That man was here to wait for her ex-wife, she was bringing the kids. It was his weekend with the kids, you see. Isn’t it horrible how people divorce just like that?” Her face was starting to turn blue due to the lack of oxygen when Hotch came over, carrying Jack on his shoulders. The kid looked happy and exhausted.
“I think he`s had enough. The table reservation is in half an hour.”
“Oh, so this is your kid.” The woman eyed Hotch, then Jack and then Reid.
“No, not mine.” Reid corrected.
“So, which one is yours?”
“That one.” Reid pointed to the sandbox.
“Boy or a girl?” She glanced to the direction Reid was pointing to.
“The one who’s arguing over a Volleyball. The one on the left.”
Carolyn looked again. Two tall, well built men were sitting on the edge of the sandbox and obviously arguing over a red and green ball.
“And the one on the right is mine.” Hotch added.
“I see.” For once Carolyn seemed to be out of words. She got up and started digging the content of her bag. “Excuse me, my Sandy looks like she needs me to blow her nose.” She disappeared in a brisk pace into a group of gossiping mothers.
“Jack’s ready to go.” Hotch smirked. The child had fallen asleep against his shoulder.
“I’m ready too, but I don’t know about those two.” Reid commented. “They’ve been fighting for the last ten minutes.”
“You want to put them on time-out?”
Reid looked at Morgan and Chad, who were still arguing.
“Let’s give them few more minutes. If they don’t solve that themselves, we’ll send them to bed without dessert.”