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My next CM fic, it is almost done. Let me show you a sneak peak of it, before I must travel to that EVOL place called werk. (P.S. It's a follow-up to Hangman and is as of yet un-named.)
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"Morgan, I've told you. I'm fine. Go home."
"And I've told you, pretty boy: I don't believe you. Now, I'm gonna step out into the hall, you're going to get dressed, and then I'm taking you home. Got it?" Morgan raised his eyebrows at Reid, daring him to refute.
Reid broke the look and instead turned to plead his case to someone else. "Emily," he whined. "Will you please tell him that I'm a grown man completely capable of taking care of myself, seeing as I've been doing it for most of my life..." He broke off at Morgan's coughing fit. "What?" He glared at the man. "Oh nothing." Reid glared harder. "Reid, man, you don't exactly have the best track record for taking care of yourself, do you? So please, just shut up and relax for once."
And really, Reid should appreciate how much self control he was using not laughing at the pout on the young man's face. That was really going a long way towards making them think he was a grown man who could take care of himself... Looking over at Prentiss and Garcia, he could see they were having the same problems keeping their laughter to themselves.
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It's like half fluff-half angst. So a bit like every QaF fic I've ever written, except the one that caused massive amounts of crying. :P I'm so close to be being finished with this, so expect it when I get home at like 11:00-ish. :D And not to toot my own horn or anything, but is can be the queen of subtle slash? ;) lolz.
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"Morgan, I've told you. I'm fine. Go home."
"And I've told you, pretty boy: I don't believe you. Now, I'm gonna step out into the hall, you're going to get dressed, and then I'm taking you home. Got it?" Morgan raised his eyebrows at Reid, daring him to refute.
Reid broke the look and instead turned to plead his case to someone else. "Emily," he whined. "Will you please tell him that I'm a grown man completely capable of taking care of myself, seeing as I've been doing it for most of my life..." He broke off at Morgan's coughing fit. "What?" He glared at the man. "Oh nothing." Reid glared harder. "Reid, man, you don't exactly have the best track record for taking care of yourself, do you? So please, just shut up and relax for once."
And really, Reid should appreciate how much self control he was using not laughing at the pout on the young man's face. That was really going a long way towards making them think he was a grown man who could take care of himself... Looking over at Prentiss and Garcia, he could see they were having the same problems keeping their laughter to themselves.
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It's like half fluff-half angst. So a bit like every QaF fic I've ever written, except the one that caused massive amounts of crying. :P I'm so close to be being finished with this, so expect it when I get home at like 11:00-ish. :D And not to toot my own horn or anything, but is can be the queen of subtle slash? ;) lolz.