A Well Respected Man (Chapter 4)
Title: A Well Respected Man (Chapter 4)
Author: ar_poe
Rating:PG/PG-13
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Warnings: Drug recovery, very mild slash (all fluff)
Summary: Spoilers for 'The Big Game' and 'Revelations.' What happened during Dr. Reid's group therapy and throughout his recovery.
Chapter 1 can be found here.
Chapter 2 can be found here.
Chapter 3 can be found here.
A/N: Okay. I couldn't wait until Wednesday to post this, my fingers were itching to write. So, all attempts to be a suspenseful writer, has failed. Here's chapter 4, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I really do wish I owned Criminal Minds, or even better, Dr. Reid, but sadly, I do not. Nor do I profit from writing this.
Chapter 4
Morgan sat dumbly on the couch and in the same position for a good five minutes before he realized that Reid was no longer with him. He made himself get up, and wandered into the kitchen where he saw Reid fumbling around with something on the kitchen counter, back facing Morgan, hair hanging in his face.
“Reid?” Morgan asked softly, standing in between the wall and kitchen table. Reid continued doing whatever it was he was doing and didn't respond.
“Spencer.” He tried again, a little louder.
“Yeah?” Reid responded, almost as a statement as his voice shook.
“Look at me.”
Reid turned around and wrapped his arms around himself, how Morgan had seen his mother do when Reid brought her to Quantico during the Fisher King case. “I don't expect you to feel the same. But I just thought that... you should know.. It was stupid for -”
“It's not stupid.” Morgan interrupted taking a few steps closer to Reid to close the distance between them.
“W-what are you doing?” Reid gasped, panicked, as his eyes darted around the small kitchen.
“Shut up, kid.” Morgan took Reid's slender face in his hands and paused, looking into Reid's large, puppy-like caramel eyes. “How do you know?” Morgan whispered.
“I just... I do.” Reid answered, relaxing a little. “I have all of these useless facts.. and statistics... running around in my head, and it's hard for me to think... but, when I'm around you, it all seems to dissipate, and I can only focus on you...” Before he could even think of what to say next, Morgan had planted a soft kiss on Reid's lips.
“Derek.” Morgan stepped back at the sound of his name and Reid's timidness. “You're not -”
“I'm not what?” Morgan asked.
“I've only seen you ever flirt with women. You don't... like men..” Reid stated, once again wrapping his arms around himself. He was so eager to kiss Derek again, but he wasn't sure. He wasn't sure if he was doing this out of pity or if he really had feelings for him... He definitely didn't want this if it was out of pity.
“You don't know that.” Morgan answered.
“Then tell me.” Reid said flatly.
“When Tobias took you, and we saw you on that screen in his cabin... Everything he did to you...” Morgan began, noticing some emotion flash across Reid's face and was gone before he could even pinpoint what it was. “Something just snapped and I couldn't get you out of my head. You were on my mind all the time. You still are. And I just had this urge to be around you and watch out for you, make sure you were okay. And it's more than just a brotherly thing, it's not just because you're the youngest, and the kid of the team, or whatever you may think...” Morgan took a deep, shuddering breath and looked up at Reid to find him watching him, looking slightly relieved.
“You're not just telling me this out of... pity?” Reid asked in a small voice.
Morgan sighed deeply, almost visibly deflating. “Of course not, Spencer.”
Reid thought for a few seconds, biting his bottom lip as he often did when he had a lot on his mind and was conflicted. He finally lifted his eyes and made eye contact with Morgan.
“I was afraid to say anything to you, you've been doing well and going to your meetings, and we've been hanging out and everything... I didn't want to ruin anything...” Morgan added.
“Have you ever dated a man before? Or... wait... is that what you even want? To date? Or... did you just want to forget I ever -” Reid was interrupted by Morgan taking a step closer, almost out of nervousness.
“I don't want to forget. No, I've never dated a man before, but I'm willing to try. I'd really like to. I can't say that it'll be easy at first, especially with our work, but I'd like to try. I really want to be with you, and spend time with you...” Reid continued to bite his lip as Morgan spoke, letting everything Morgan was saying to him sink into his brain.
“Okay.” Reid finally said, looking back up to Morgan, his eyes showing traces of relief and excitement.
“Okay.” Morgan repeated, relieved as well, a smile creeping onto his face. “Come on, Pretty Boy.” Morgan added, lifting his arm and motioning for Reid. Reid leaned off the counter and made his way back to the living room with Morgan's arm lightly draped over his shoulders. Truthfully, Morgan was nervous as hell, but he felt he had to be strong enough for the both of them, it obviously took all the kid had to tell him what he was feeling.
After a few hours of watching movies and old episodes of The Honeymooners, Reid and Morgan remained sitting close to one another on the couch, Morgan's arm around Reid on the back of the couch. Around midnight, Reid's body became less on-edge as he grew tired, and eventually, he thought, to hell with nervousness, and laid his head on Morgan's shoulder and closed his eyes.
Morgan smiled to himself and glanced over to the clock beneath the television. “You want me to go, Spencer?” Morgan asked, making mental notes to himself to continue calling him by his first name.
“You don't have to.” Reid answered quietly. “Unless you want to.” Reid lifted his head and squinted at the clock, and then his eyes drifted over to the window overlooking the city. “It's snowing.” Reid added, momentarily transfixed by the sheet of white outside of his apartment window.
Morgan looked out the window as well. “You can stay the night, if you want... You know.. if you don't want to go out in the snow...”
Morgan looked back over to Reid and smiled. “I'd like that.”
Reid nodded and cleared his throat, waking himself up and looked around. “I can get you some blankets for in here on the couch, or... you can sleep in my room... You don't have any clothes with you, I have some t-shirts and stuff...”
Morgan watched Reid talk animatedly, an amused smile on his face. Reid stood up and walked into his bedroom. “Come on.” He said while walking away. Morgan followed him into his bedroom, eying the shelves and shelves of books on every open space of wall, just like in the living room. Reid walked over to his dresser and pulled old sweatpants and a t-shirt out of the second drawer and handed them over to Morgan. “I have an extra toothbrush, too.” Reid said, an innocent look on his face. Morgan smiled and softly kissed Reid, “thanks, kid.” He said and walked to the bathroom.
Morgan came out a few minutes later and found Reid sitting absentmindedly on the side of his bed in sweatpants and a t-shirt. Morgan leaned against the door frame.
“Ready?” Morgan asked.
Reid looked up, almost startled by his voice. “Sleeping in here?” He asked.
“If you want me to.”
Reid nodded, thinking for a couple more seconds. “Okay.” He said, standing up and pulling the blankets down. “I get the wall side, though.” Reid added, almost playfully. He got into bed and curled up on his side, pulling the blankets up to his face. Morgan smiled and turned the lights out, almost surprised when a sensor nightlight popped on at the action.
“Do we need that?” Morgan asked, standing next to the bed.
“Uhm...” Reid looked up nervously. “I guess not...” Morgan pulled it out of the socket, laying on the nightstand, and got into bed next to Reid.
That was the first night Reid had slept nightmare-free in years.
A/N: Review please, tell me what ya think!
Author: ar_poe
Rating:PG/PG-13
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Warnings: Drug recovery, very mild slash (all fluff)
Summary: Spoilers for 'The Big Game' and 'Revelations.' What happened during Dr. Reid's group therapy and throughout his recovery.
Chapter 1 can be found here.
Chapter 2 can be found here.
Chapter 3 can be found here.
A/N: Okay. I couldn't wait until Wednesday to post this, my fingers were itching to write. So, all attempts to be a suspenseful writer, has failed. Here's chapter 4, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I really do wish I owned Criminal Minds, or even better, Dr. Reid, but sadly, I do not. Nor do I profit from writing this.
Chapter 4
Morgan sat dumbly on the couch and in the same position for a good five minutes before he realized that Reid was no longer with him. He made himself get up, and wandered into the kitchen where he saw Reid fumbling around with something on the kitchen counter, back facing Morgan, hair hanging in his face.
“Reid?” Morgan asked softly, standing in between the wall and kitchen table. Reid continued doing whatever it was he was doing and didn't respond.
“Spencer.” He tried again, a little louder.
“Yeah?” Reid responded, almost as a statement as his voice shook.
“Look at me.”
Reid turned around and wrapped his arms around himself, how Morgan had seen his mother do when Reid brought her to Quantico during the Fisher King case. “I don't expect you to feel the same. But I just thought that... you should know.. It was stupid for -”
“It's not stupid.” Morgan interrupted taking a few steps closer to Reid to close the distance between them.
“W-what are you doing?” Reid gasped, panicked, as his eyes darted around the small kitchen.
“Shut up, kid.” Morgan took Reid's slender face in his hands and paused, looking into Reid's large, puppy-like caramel eyes. “How do you know?” Morgan whispered.
“I just... I do.” Reid answered, relaxing a little. “I have all of these useless facts.. and statistics... running around in my head, and it's hard for me to think... but, when I'm around you, it all seems to dissipate, and I can only focus on you...” Before he could even think of what to say next, Morgan had planted a soft kiss on Reid's lips.
“Derek.” Morgan stepped back at the sound of his name and Reid's timidness. “You're not -”
“I'm not what?” Morgan asked.
“I've only seen you ever flirt with women. You don't... like men..” Reid stated, once again wrapping his arms around himself. He was so eager to kiss Derek again, but he wasn't sure. He wasn't sure if he was doing this out of pity or if he really had feelings for him... He definitely didn't want this if it was out of pity.
“You don't know that.” Morgan answered.
“Then tell me.” Reid said flatly.
“When Tobias took you, and we saw you on that screen in his cabin... Everything he did to you...” Morgan began, noticing some emotion flash across Reid's face and was gone before he could even pinpoint what it was. “Something just snapped and I couldn't get you out of my head. You were on my mind all the time. You still are. And I just had this urge to be around you and watch out for you, make sure you were okay. And it's more than just a brotherly thing, it's not just because you're the youngest, and the kid of the team, or whatever you may think...” Morgan took a deep, shuddering breath and looked up at Reid to find him watching him, looking slightly relieved.
“You're not just telling me this out of... pity?” Reid asked in a small voice.
Morgan sighed deeply, almost visibly deflating. “Of course not, Spencer.”
Reid thought for a few seconds, biting his bottom lip as he often did when he had a lot on his mind and was conflicted. He finally lifted his eyes and made eye contact with Morgan.
“I was afraid to say anything to you, you've been doing well and going to your meetings, and we've been hanging out and everything... I didn't want to ruin anything...” Morgan added.
“Have you ever dated a man before? Or... wait... is that what you even want? To date? Or... did you just want to forget I ever -” Reid was interrupted by Morgan taking a step closer, almost out of nervousness.
“I don't want to forget. No, I've never dated a man before, but I'm willing to try. I'd really like to. I can't say that it'll be easy at first, especially with our work, but I'd like to try. I really want to be with you, and spend time with you...” Reid continued to bite his lip as Morgan spoke, letting everything Morgan was saying to him sink into his brain.
“Okay.” Reid finally said, looking back up to Morgan, his eyes showing traces of relief and excitement.
“Okay.” Morgan repeated, relieved as well, a smile creeping onto his face. “Come on, Pretty Boy.” Morgan added, lifting his arm and motioning for Reid. Reid leaned off the counter and made his way back to the living room with Morgan's arm lightly draped over his shoulders. Truthfully, Morgan was nervous as hell, but he felt he had to be strong enough for the both of them, it obviously took all the kid had to tell him what he was feeling.
After a few hours of watching movies and old episodes of The Honeymooners, Reid and Morgan remained sitting close to one another on the couch, Morgan's arm around Reid on the back of the couch. Around midnight, Reid's body became less on-edge as he grew tired, and eventually, he thought, to hell with nervousness, and laid his head on Morgan's shoulder and closed his eyes.
Morgan smiled to himself and glanced over to the clock beneath the television. “You want me to go, Spencer?” Morgan asked, making mental notes to himself to continue calling him by his first name.
“You don't have to.” Reid answered quietly. “Unless you want to.” Reid lifted his head and squinted at the clock, and then his eyes drifted over to the window overlooking the city. “It's snowing.” Reid added, momentarily transfixed by the sheet of white outside of his apartment window.
Morgan looked out the window as well. “You can stay the night, if you want... You know.. if you don't want to go out in the snow...”
Morgan looked back over to Reid and smiled. “I'd like that.”
Reid nodded and cleared his throat, waking himself up and looked around. “I can get you some blankets for in here on the couch, or... you can sleep in my room... You don't have any clothes with you, I have some t-shirts and stuff...”
Morgan watched Reid talk animatedly, an amused smile on his face. Reid stood up and walked into his bedroom. “Come on.” He said while walking away. Morgan followed him into his bedroom, eying the shelves and shelves of books on every open space of wall, just like in the living room. Reid walked over to his dresser and pulled old sweatpants and a t-shirt out of the second drawer and handed them over to Morgan. “I have an extra toothbrush, too.” Reid said, an innocent look on his face. Morgan smiled and softly kissed Reid, “thanks, kid.” He said and walked to the bathroom.
Morgan came out a few minutes later and found Reid sitting absentmindedly on the side of his bed in sweatpants and a t-shirt. Morgan leaned against the door frame.
“Ready?” Morgan asked.
Reid looked up, almost startled by his voice. “Sleeping in here?” He asked.
“If you want me to.”
Reid nodded, thinking for a couple more seconds. “Okay.” He said, standing up and pulling the blankets down. “I get the wall side, though.” Reid added, almost playfully. He got into bed and curled up on his side, pulling the blankets up to his face. Morgan smiled and turned the lights out, almost surprised when a sensor nightlight popped on at the action.
“Do we need that?” Morgan asked, standing next to the bed.
“Uhm...” Reid looked up nervously. “I guess not...” Morgan pulled it out of the socket, laying on the nightstand, and got into bed next to Reid.
That was the first night Reid had slept nightmare-free in years.
A/N: Review please, tell me what ya think!