Mar 22, 2016
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Would you ever kill a man if it meant the bury your gays trope was never used again?
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Title: Father Figure Author: proffxavier (trashy_kai on ao3) Word Count: 3.192 Pairing: Spencer Reid/Derek Morgan
Reid knew he was falling for Derek Morgan, he could feel it every time he closed his eyes and took a deep breathe. But he also knew he couldn’t stop the bad dreams at night.
Almost every night, Reid would dream of losing his best friend, either from friendly fire or just a rogue unsub trying to kill as many as he could before going down… Sometimes, he would just dream of a letter, much like the one Gideon left him and he would wake up sobbing, like a broken mess.
Usually, Spencer Reid wouldn’t say anything to his team, neither of them could know or it would be his end. So his biggest problem was waking up in the middle of the night crying while he was sharing a room with any of them. Lately, they had been sharing room rooms more often than not,budget cuts, can you believe?! and that just took this mess to a whole other level.
“So who’s staying with me?” JJ asked as she smiled brightly at the team, neither of them minded sleeping with each other and they playfully pretended to get sad whenever they weren’t chosen.
Penelope raised her hand straight away.
“Sorry, chocolate mousse, I’m having a girl’s night today! Emily, take me to our room!” She commanded from the computer.
Derek chuckled and shook his head lightly.
“So, am I staying with pretty boy over there or one of you seniors?”
Rossi rose a hand to his shock and feigned hurt.
“Who are you calling a senior? And if you want to know, I get better with age- just life fine wine.” He walked towards Hotchner and ignored Derek until he turned back to Reid.
“C’mon kid, this leaves us two.” He threw his arm around Reid’s shoulder and dragged him to their room.
For a few seconds, the younger male let himself relax, under the light weight of Morgan’s shoulder.
They ended up going to bed after a bit of playful games, Reid liked to play word games -he always won those- and Derek liked to see him smile after those games. They were sharing a large bed, they flipped a coin to decide who would chose the side and Reid sighed when Morgan chose the closest to the bathroom.
“I won fair and square, pretty boy! I get to keep this side!” He reminded him just before heading out to the bathroom himself.
Deciding not to dwell on things, Reid simply climbed to bed and faced the door, pointedly ignoring Derek when he got back to the room.
His mind was filled with what ifs and imagines when he closed his eyes and fell in a peaceful sleep. Of course, that night was just as bad as any other. Spencer’s mind did a giant U-turn and his thoughts started to get darker and darker. It got to the point where Spencer saw Derek being stabbed in the chest only to be followed by a few gun shots to his chest, stomach and brain.
He was sobbing when Derek woke him up-
“H-hey kid-” no answer, only sobs, “Spence- shh, it’s okay. It’s just a dream. Wake up, pretty boy.”
Reid woke up with a start, his mind still full of pictures of Derek’s forever still body. He yelled as he got up from the bed and looked at Morgan. He couldn’t help himself when small flashes of his dream started to fill his mind once again.
“Ahhh.” And so he ran out of the room, not caring what Derek Morgan would think and simply went for the only place he could think of.
As he reached Hotch and Rossi’s room, he knocked hurriedly.
“Please, pl-please.” He mumbled to himself, his whole body was trembling and he was sure he was going to fall to the floor and cry his heart out.
Aaron Hotchner opened the door, his hair unruly and his shirt off, he was looking at Reid with a stern face until he saw the younger man crying.
“What happened Reid?” He asked, his stance shifting and pushing his friend inside. Before he closed the door, Hotch looked around the hallway, checking for potential targets or whatever had upset Reid.
Rossi woke up slowly, noticing the resident genius crying and being unable to speak at all.
“What’s wrong, Spencer?” He asked, sitting on the bed.
“I- I…” He trailed off and looked away from them.
The older man looked at each other, they shared a brief nod and Rossi went to the bathroom, leaving Hotch with him.
“C’mere Reid.” He called, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Slowly, Spencer got up, although still shaking, and sat down beside his chief.
“Now, tell me what’s wrong, so I can help you.”
Reid turned his whole body towards him and simply stared, containing his sobs as much as he could.
“It’s just- I had a really bad dream.” He felt childish saying it, but he really couldn’t go out and about telling his unit chief how he was falling for one Derek Morgan. “I was dreaming that- that Morgan-”
As he trailed off once more, Hotch sighed and slowly pushed the younger man’s body towards his.
“Shh- It’s okay Reid. It was just a bad dream.” He started petting Reid’s back, trying to sooth his as much as he could.
Hotch’s whole persona shifted to his ‘father’ persona, to the man he was whenever his son was crying or in trouble. He couldn’t help feeling responsible for his team and although they were all old enough to care for themselves, he would always be their concerned father, always looking out for them.
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“You eat what you cook, I’ll supervise, but we’re gonna do this together.”
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Title: Good Timing Author: proffxavier (trashy_kai on ao3) Word Count: 1.085
“Derek-” Spencer called from the next room. “Come over here.”
Derek smiled lightly and walked towards his friend.
“What’s up, kid?” He asked, noticing how Reid was entranced with something he was reading. “It never takes you more than 2 seconds to read a page of the newspaper, why are you taking so long at choosing the wine?”
Reid looked at his friend for a few seconds before looking away, trying to cover his cheeks with his shoulders so Morgan wouldn’t figure it out he was blushing.
“I-I’m not sure which one would be more suitable.” He admitted softly, looking away from Morgan and back to the bottles in his hands.
“Reid, look at me,” he waited until Spencer looked at him to continue, “I don’t care which wine we drink. As long as it is with you, we could be drinking water.”
The younger man turned away again, hiding his emotions as much as he could, he simply couldn’t have Derek Morgan staring at him as if he was an open book.
“Ok.”
Derek walked closer to him and touched Spencer lightly on his waist. Reid wasn’t expecting it so his whole body shifted towards the older male, rendering himself to the caresses his hands were delivering.
“You’re amazing, kid. You’re all I need to have a good time.” He grabbed the bottles from Spencer’s hands and placed them behind them, on the little table they had in the middle of the room. “So we’re just gonna eat that pizza and watch a movie, ok?”
Spencer wasn’t sure how to voice his thoughts, they were racing even more than usual, shifting into something else even before he was done thinking them. He managed to nod and smile a little.
“Now that’s my boy.” Derek smiled and pulled Spencer close to him. “So pretty boy, which movie do you feel like watching?”
Reid rolled his eyes at the nickname that Morgan still used and half shrugged.
“Maybe we could watch one of those Marvel movies you’ve been talking about.” He said nonchalantly, burying his face on the crook of Derek’s shoulder.
Their bodies stayed together for a few more seconds before either of them moved.
“Ok, prepare yourself, pretty boy-” As Spencer frowned, Derek smirked and continued, “these movies are about to rock your world.”
Upon Morgan’s words, Reid felt himself smirking back at the older man.
“Only you can do that, Der.”
Derek pulled Spencer close to him again and planted a kiss on his lips, it was mostly chaste but at some point Spencer got over the initial shock and started licking his way into Derek’s mouth.
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Favorite Hotch scenes: ↳ Haley playing with his hair.