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Day 1: Hurt/Comfort
Changing of the Seasons by cowboybootin | 1k | Hunter Derek Morgan can shoot any game in the woods, until he comes face to face with a mysteriously alluring deer boy.
Don't Blink by manwathiel_elensar | 8.4k
After the wreckage by Youngcreature28 | 2.2k | Or the one where Spencer gets stabbed by an unsub without realising and Derek has a bloody heart attack about it.
He's dead... You won? by CriminalDoenjangJjigae | 1k | At the end of Restoration, Morgan wonders if there's anything else he could have done.
he was love and understanding by spencer-reids-adventures (onemechanicalalligator) | 2k | Derek and Spencer, through Clooney's eyes.
all of me, a wound to close by adhoori (@epiphanies) | 63k - chapters: 8/8 | Derek makes breakfast for Spencer and his mother. Somewhere in between sharing meals and showing up, they find their way back to each other.
Emergency Pain Management by fabfemmeboy | 4.4k | Set after the events of "Demons". Reid calls Morgan in the middle of the night because "everything hurts." Morgan drops everything, lectures about pain management, wishes just one of Reid's parent-figures would stick around, and "makes it weird."
blue moon by PrincessAve (@princessavee) | 3.6k | Revelations, but Tobias Hankel shoots Spencer in the graveyard.
Day 2: Sleep
pick me up, pull ‘em down, turn me ‘round by xoxoxes (@xxoxofemme) | drabble | Spencer woke Derek up because he was horny and pays for it (with pleasure. literally)
Always On Time by manwathiel_elensar | 4.4k
Room 204 by Youngcreature28 | 3.5k | Or Spencer and Derek's nightly ritual on cases often involves sharing clothes, having sex, and snuggling in together as they fall asleep in each others arms.
religion's in your lips by adhoori | 1.4k
finally by Marsupiel | drabble | Derek and Spencer destress and cuddle after a hard case.
Don't Notice by fabfemmeboy | 2.5k
Before Bed by veggieapp | 1k | Derek and Spencer have sleepy sex.
Day 3: Missing/Alt Scene
i just want to make you happy by edsfkas | 1k | An alternate version of Spencer’s thirtieth birthday.
weeping in a sunlit room by adhoori for reiddacted | 5.8k | Derek gets triggered by the events of Foundation (7x18), Spencer helps remind him he's not alone.
The air we breathe by Youngcreature28 | 2.7k | Or what if Spencer hadn't left only his mum a message to say goodbye knowing he probably wasn't going to make it out of that house alive? How would Derek react knowing this, knowing the love of his life was about to die and he has to listen to it?
Life-Altering Conclusions in a McCarran Airport Lounge by fabfemmeboy | 5k | Set after 4x07 Memoriam.
zinnias by PrincessAve for adhoori | 4.2k | Rossi joins the BAU and notices some curiosities within the team.
Day 4: Forced Proximity
Killer instincs by Youngcreature28 | 6.2k | Or the one where Spencer overhears a conversation and jumps to conclusions because who else would Derek be talking about? Spencer is annoying and talks too much, so why would he think any differently? Maybe he should have spoken to Derek first… but well, Derek isn't going to let this silent treatment stand if he has any say.
Warmth! by cowboybootin | 1.5k | An unsub locks the BAU in a room, and Derek’s protective nature accidentally reveals Spencer’s pregnancy to the team.
All That Remains by manwathiel_elensar | 12.5k
Help by CriminalDoenjangJjigae | 1k | After the profile briefing in Ashes and Dust, Morgan confronts Reid over his drug use.
in the cracks of light, i dreamed of you by adhoori | 9k | Soulmate AU - undercover as husbands.
eyes on me by edsfkas | 4.3k | 5 times Spencer and Derek were in forced proximity to each other and one time they did something about it.
even the sky screams sometimes by inkybl0ts (@inkyblots) | 1.5k | Derek and Spencer get stuck in a tornado.
i love you by Marsupiel | drabble | Derek’s usually the one comforting Spencer, but their roles reverse when Derek gets triggered by his claustrophobia.
In The Absence of Light by manwathiel_elensar | 8.6k
Stuck by fabfemmeboy | 2.3k | Derek panics in an ambulance. It's not his fault: the man he loves, who would normally give him statistics about why postictal aphasia is temporary and nothing to worry about, currently can't speak.
Day 5: Road Trip
Taking The Wheel by manwathiel_elensar | 4k
get my car door, isn’t that sweet by xoxoxes | 4k | Five times Derek drove Spencer, and one time they didn’t end up going anywhere.
Through broken glass by Youngcreature28 | 3.7k | Or the one where Derek and Spencer are run off the road and Derek watches as the light leaves Spencer's eyes and he uses his last breath to confess his love, not wanting to leave without ensuring Derek knows how loved he is.
field recordings from the zone by PrincessAve | 2.8k | Aliens invade Earth, and the team race to find each other and survive.
Road by veggieapp | 2k | Spencer loses a bet, and finds himself wearing a vibrating butt plug on his way into the FBI office.
Day 6: Undercover
Would You Still Love Me If I Was A Vampire? by inkybl0ts | 2.6k | Spencer has had many secrets. This is his most terrifying one.
Between the lines by Youngcreature28 | 2k | Or the one where Spencer goes half undercover and attempts to get in Derek’s bar but ends up falling victim for Morgan’s flirty, charming ways and forgets why he was there in the first place.
Undercover by CriminalDoenjangJjigae | 2k | When an unsub brings back memories from Reid's addict days, he must go undercover despite the risk.
Dead Drop by manwathiel_elensar | 5.3k - chapters: 2/?
Day 7: The Sun and The Moon
Reflecting Light by fabfemmeboy | 2.2k
Sun and Moon by veggieapp | drabble | Derek trains Spencer to be obsessed with his fingers, it works better than he could've hoped.
the moon will sing a song for me, i love you like the sun by inkybl0ts | 1k | Spencer is sick. Derek takes care of him.
The Moon Doesn't Shine Alone by manwathiel_elensar | 4k
blurb request: the crisp chill of a winter morning
hehe thank you for the blurb. moreid content ahead bc i know you like them + baby hank. sorry if i didn't get their voices right. wc: 160ish
Derek stands at the front door, breathing in the crisp air. He's tired, that's for sure, but his mind is more active than it's ever been. He almost can't quieten the thoughts. But then, as he stares out into the night sky, familiar arms wrap around him and he feels at ease.
"What are you doing up, pretty boy?"
Spencer hums against his shoulder. "Could ask you the same thing. It's cold."
"It's winter."
"Then why are you standing outside in a flimsy shirt and a pair of shorts?"
Derek turns around in his arms and makes an offended noise. "You think this shirt is flimsy?"
"It's pretty thin."
"I thought you liked this shirt!"
"Why'd you think I like it?" Spencer smirks.
"Alright, pretty boy, let's get you back to bed, hm?" Derek laughs, kissing Spencer. He closes the door behind him, reaching back to lock it, before pressing their lips together again. "Make you warm."
Spencer laughs into the kiss. "Such a gentleman."
A cry is heard of in the distance and they pull apart with a sigh. "Who's turn in it?" Derek asks.
"Can't remember."
Derek cocks an eyebrow. "You can't remember, hm?" Taking Spencer's hand in his, they both walk to where Hank is crying in his crib. "You can't play that card with me, sweetness."
"I tried," Spencer shrugs, watching Derek pick up their son and begin to rock him. He leans forward and presses a kiss to Hank's head. "It was my turn, by the way."
Prompt: something angsty with embarrassed!spencer, for @casparwrites
Word Count: 1.2k
Masterlist
Spencer knows this isn't going to go well for him the minute Emily opens her mouth.
She'd invited them round to hers for dinner and drinks after work, and although Hotch and Rossi had been invited, they'd both declined the invitation, likely in anticipation of exactly what had happened: wine turning to shots, and pleasant conversation devolving quickly into gossip.
Spencer hadn't minded at all at first. She'd ordered in from a Thai restaurant he happened to love, and sitting round in a comfortable, spacious living room chatting with his best friends is hardly a regrettable situation to find yourself in. So he allowed himself to relax, drinking almost as much as everyone else and joining in with all the conversation around him.
Besides, the red flush on his cheeks from the wine meant he could stare at Derek a little more overtly and not risk having his blush immediately clue everyone into the crippling crush he has on his colleague.
But then Emily suggests playing Never Have I Ever. In Spencer's experience, both drinking games and party games never go well for him, and he has no reason to believe this will be any different.
That's not true, he tells himself sternly as Emily and Penelope start mixing the cocktails. Parties at Caltech and MIT were a world away from a small gathering of five people who love and accept him for exactly who he is. This will be fine. Everything will be absolutely fine.
And for a couple rounds, it is. They laugh at the drunken escapades the game allows them to relive — they all know far too much about one another for the game to really reveal any new information in that regard — and Spencer learns far too much about his coworkers' sex lives.
(He also learns that Derek has slept with a man. Interesting.)
No one's really surprised when Spencer doesn't put his finger down for any of the wild sex-related Never Have I Ever statements that the others come up with, because everyone knows that while they may have had their late teens and early twenties to let loose and party at college, Spencer certainly didn't. Nobody says anything, but he can feel Derek's eyes on him, and he's trying really hard not to blush.
They play happily for quite a while before it happens, and Spencer's settled into a certain kind of comfort, he's been lulled into a false sense of security, because it hits him like a truck when it happens.
"Never have I ever kissed someone," Derek says boldly; loudly, shutting down the quiet chatter and giggles from around the circle until all that's left is the 90s Hits CD they'd put in playing in the background.
The thing is, he's looking right at Spencer. In fact, everybody's looking right at Spencer, and all of a sudden there's blood pounding in his ears and his face is burning a red so fierce he knows there's no way to play this one off, because Derek's suspicion is right, dammit.
He's dizzy with the humiliation, sick with the fact that even this — this family he's found, these friendships he's built — even this isn't safe, and is he ever going to actually be able to feel that safety and allow himself to enjoy it? Will he always be waiting for the other shoe to drop? Is he simply destined for these soul-sucking moments of utter embarrassment and humiliation and anger and sadness to happen wherever he goes? Is he that unlikeable, that unloveable, that everybody, even kind and compassionate people like Derek Morgan, has the urge to humiliate him?
Before he knows what he's doing, he's stumbling to his feet and running down the hall to the bathroom barricading himself inside before he can have a panic attack in front of his friends team. The wine that just moments ago felt pleasant in its gentle buzz in his bloodstream suddenly feels sick and heavy at the bottom of his stomach and he breathes in deeply to calm himself down.
His head is spinning and he's trying not to cry, and all he wants is to disappear because he's gonna have to face them again, there's no way to get out of the house without them seeing, oh God, they're gonna—
Before his thoughts can spiral any deeper, there's a heavy knock at the door, and Derek's deep voice is pleading with him through the painted wood.
"Pretty boy? Can you open the door for me?" he asks, and Spencer can hear the desperation and urgency in his voice. "I'm so sorry, kid, I'm so sorry. Listen, I know you're in there, just let me in, okay? I just wanna apologise."
Spencer takes another couple of deep breaths, trying to still the spinning bathroom in his vision before facing Derek again. Eventually, after a couple of minutes of deep breathing and Derek's intermittent pleas, he manages to bring himself to open the door, revealing his pitiful friend in front of him.
"Pretty boy, listen, I really am so sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, and I shouldn't have said what I said," Derek says, gazing imploringly into Spencer's eyes. "I was just curious but I went about it in the wrong way and ended up embarrassing you, and that's the last thing I meant to do, you have to believe me—"
Spencer isn't sure what compels him to do it, but Derek is rambling and Spencer is staring at his mouth and the pretty shapes it makes when he talks, and before he knows it, he's surging forward and pressing his lips against Derek's mid-sentence.
It's so brief and chaste he doesn't give Derek any time to react, because he's quickly pulling away as horror fills him, his blood turning cold. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I can't believe I did that! I don't know—"
He doesn't get any further in his apology, because Derek's leaning back in, slower this time, more deliberately, and kissing him again, taking his jaw in one hand and his waist in the other as Spencer's hands come up to rest on Derek's strong chest. He's being kissed like this is the last time Derek will ever get the chance, like the sun won't rise in the morning and this is the only time their lips will ever be pressed together like this, and it's dizzying, this time in a good way.
When they finally pull apart, Derek looks desperate and serious as his eyes flick between meeting each of Spencer's, and he can't stand him looking or feeling like that any longer, so he says it. He admits the feelings he's had for Derek since he first met him.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that."
Derek melts in relief as a big smile works its way onto the lips Spencer just kissed. "Thank God, pretty boy, because I reckon I've been waiting even longer."
Somehow, Spencer doubts that, but he smiles anyway and leans in for another kiss because right now all he wants to think about is how the first person to ever kiss him was Derek Morgan, and how he never wants anybody else to ever do the same.
There'll be time for playful bickering in the morning. There'll be time for a lot of things come morning, and Spencer just can't wait to see what it'll hold.
Prompt (requested by @fuckshitupm8-deactivated3728 ): “you’re such a dork”
Derek woke up alone. He furrowed his eyebrows, unsure of where Spencer could be on a Saturday morning. It being their first day off in a while, he fully expected to wake up before the other man. He pulled himself out of bed and stretched before pulling on a t-shirt. Heading into the kitchen, Derek wondered what his boyfriend could possibly be doing.
The sight that greeted him made his jaw drop. In the living room, stood in front of him were his two best friends dressed completely ridiculously.
Now he remembered why Spencer was up. He and Penelope had been raving about some sci-fi convention, and Derek forgot it was today. She wore a cylindrical red hat while Spence wore a cowboy-type hat with a colorful scarf. They also both had on blazers, but the boy wore a full three-piece suit. It was quite the sight to see at 9 am on a Saturday.
“Well good morning, my prince,” Penelope saw him first, planting a kiss on his cheek.
“Good morning, you two. What do we have here?”
“I’m the fourth doctor and she’s the eleventh,” Spence smiled. When Derek looked even more confused than before, he continued, “From Doctor Who.”
“Very cool,” Derek chuckled.
Penelope smiled, “You better believe it. We spent forever getting these costumes ready. And we won’t get to show them off if we don’t get there on time,” she looked to Spence, before walking towards the door, “Onward!”
“I’ll catch up with you in a second, Penelope.”
She nodded and left the house to wait in the car.
“I’ve gotta admit, I don’t get this stuff at all, but you look great in this suit,” Derek held his boyfriend’s cheek, pulling him in for a soft kiss.
“How about the scarf? I’ve been knitting it for weeks.”
“I know, I bought the yarn.”
“Thank you,” Spence smiled, “Knitting’s much harder than I expected, but I had to do it myself. Nowhere else had an accurate depiction of his scarf, and since I went all out for the suit I had to do the same for the rest of the cosplay, if only to do Tom Baker’s doctor justice.”
Derek laughed, “You’re such a dork. But I love you for it.”
“I love you too,” Spencer pulled him into another kiss. Derek adjusted his boyfriend’s scarf for a moment, before Garcia honked the car horn with urgency to leave. “I guess that’s my queue.”
“Seems like it. Have fun,” the other man smiled.
“I will,” Spencer beamed, heading out the door to join Penelope.
The last few hours had been the worst in Derek's life. He was constantly on edge, constantly pacing. He hadn't meant to snap at JJ, but he hadn't been able to control himself. She was still here, Reid was not. He watched in silence as the unsub tortured Reid, but he couldn't keep himself from storming out and screaming in frustration. He was supposed to watch out for Reid. He was supposed to protect him.
Watching Reid refusing to choose a team member was the worst. Every pull of the trigger, every second could mean his death. Derek wished that he would pick him, he would be able to protect himself. He would gladly switch places.
He hadn't believed that Reid would give up Hotchner to save his own life, the genius was far too loyal and brave for that. Too strong.
Derek hadn't even noticed how much he needed Reid by his side until he was gone. He relied on him. He trusted him. But he didn't realise until they were closing in on Tobias that he loved him. He loved Reid so much that the thought of losing him was to terrifying to handle.
He hadn't noticed how painfully constricted his chest had been until he finally caught a glimpse of Reid unharmed and could breathe again.
Derek watched as Hotchner rushed to his side helping him up. “You alright?” Reid didn't answer the question, perhaps deliberately, perhaps not. He was too busy clinging to Hotchner. “I knew you'd understand.” The relief was so prominent in his voice, Derek thought fondly. Reid was still concerned about his team. What they might think of him. They were his priority. His family.
Derek watched with tears in his eyes as JJ stepped forward and took Reid into her arms. He knew that the agent had been blaming herself. “I am so sorry.”
“It is alright, it wasn't your fault.” The kindness in Reid's voice didn't even surprise Derek. That was just the way he was. Kind. Loyal. Understanding. And unbelievably strong. Derek couldn't imagine anyone going through what Reid went through and coming out still being as caring an loving as ever.
Derek watched silently and accepted it. Accepted his love. And he vowed to never leave Spencer alone again. To protect him.
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