Fic: Movie Night (Criminal Minds, Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan)
Title: Movie Night
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
“What do you feel like?” Morgan asked absentmindedly and picked up some DVD
covers from the rack. The rental shop was half empty and the plump teen behind
the counter was reading the latest gossip rag. “Suspense, comedy…And don’t
even go there.”
“Go where?” Reid asked innocently.
“I saw you looking at them.”
“Looking at what?”
“The sci-fi shelf. We’re not picking a sci-fi movie.”
“Why not?”
“Because it always goes exactly the same way. You find a movie, we go to my
place, start watching it and under ten minutes you start bitching about all
the inaccuracies.”
“I just point out the-”
“Don’t even try, babe, we’re not getting a sci-fi film. End of story.”
“Fine. So, what are we getting?”
“Take a look around, there’s a lot to choose from. Just not from the sci-fi
section.”
“Okay.” Reid looked around. “How bout something older? They got Pasolini`s
Canterbury tales and Decamerone…” He took the cases and scanned the back
text. “Have you seen them?”
“I haven’t even heard about them.” Morgan took the Decamerone from Reid. “Why
is there naked people on the cover?”
Reid blushed. “It’s based on Giovanni Boccaccio’s novella. He was known for
his capabilities to move from one aspect of life to another, from the erotic
to the tragic. His novellas were based on the tradition of oral folklore and-”
”Reid! Remember to breathe. I just wanted to know why there’s a lot of naked
people on the cover.”
”Because it’s essential to the plot.” Reid grabbed the case from Morgan and
shoved it back to the rack. ”Forget it.”
”Pretty boy….” Morgan grinned. ”I had no idea you had a taste for dirty movies.”
”It’s a classic, not a dirty movie!”
”Call it what you want, but it looked pretty dirty to me.”
”Just pick something so we can go.”
”How bout horror? I haven’t seen all the Friday the 13th. movies…”
”Good. Those movies are an insult to every individual in possession of a two
or more brain cells.”
”That was pretty harsh… I like it when you talk like that.” Morgan gave him
crooked leer. ”Are you sure you don’t want to get a dirty movie for us?”
”Just forget that. And it’s a classic.”
”Didn’t we just have this conversation?”
”We did, so leave it. What about… this?” He took a movie from the rack and showed
it to Morgan. ”The Cabinet of Doctor Caligari. It is considered to be the first
real horror movie ever made.”
”I already got one doctor, I don’t need another one. Besides the most important
part of a horror film is that you get an excuse to lean closer to your date.”
”You do that anyway, no matter what we are watching.” Reid looked away, but
a tiny grin proofed that he didn’t mind Morgan’s habit. ”Comedy?”
”What kind?”
”What do you want?”
”Anything without Adam Sandler…. Police Academy?”
”Are you serious? We work in law enforcement and you want to watch a movie that
turns the whole profession into a joke? And the whole cast is a living clump of
clichés. The everyman, the blond with unusually large mammaries, the funny black
guy, et cetera, et cetera.”
”I didn’t know you took it so seriously.”
”Well….” Reid smirked. ”The first and fourth ones were good, the rest of them
were crap.”
”You’ve seen them all?”
”Yeah, but admit it. I fooled you for a second.”
”Okay, I admit it.”
”I can appreciate a good comedy. I may analyse the hell out of it, but I do like
them as much as the next guy.”
”I know. I jus imagined that you wanted some… you know, intellectual stuff.”
”I want to let my brains rest, I get enough of them running around when we’re
working. Wait a minute…” Reid walked to the shelf and picked up a colourful
DVD case. ”This looks perfect for you.”
”What is it?”
Reid showed him the cover.
”SpongeBob SquarePants? You’re gonna pay for that when we get to my place.”
”You don’t like it?” Reid giggled.
”The only pants I’m interested in are yours, and I’m gonna get into them fair
and square.”
”I’m not sure if you can fit into them…”
”We’ll try that later. But now… Finally… Pick a movie.”
”Let’s see… Have you seen that?” He pointed to one of the covers.
”History of the world, Part One? Is that something educational?”
”It’s Mel Brook’s comedy. Slapstick with historical references and pseudo
social undertones.”
”Sounds good. Do I have any popcorn?”
”It’s your place and you ask me if you have any popcorn?” Reid teased. ”And yes,
you have some popcorn.”
”Great. We can nuke that. This time I expect you to keep an eye on me.”
”While watching the movie?”
”Just make sure I don’t eat the whole bag of popcorn, like last time.”
”Gluttony is a very minor sin.” Reid smirked.
”I don’t mean guilt, I`m watching my diet.”
”You`re on a diet?”
”No, I`m watching my diet.”
”Why?”
”To stay the way I am. You don’t think I go to gym to use their shower? And I
know you enjoy the results.”
”I do. Don’t worry, I’ll eat the popcorn.”
”That’s easy for you to say, you eat like a mule and always stay skinny.”
”Are you jealous?”
”Lets put it like this: You like my form the way it is and I like yours.”