Title: Nicknames
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan,
Rating: PG
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Criminal Minds Main List Prentiss eyes the skinny figure that was currently bouncing to the coffee maker.
“Baby boy?” She repeated. “Who the hell calls his boyfriend like that?”
“It just slipped.” Morgan shrugged.
“In the middle of the office. I’m pretty used to the whole Pretty Boy routine, but that was a new one.”
“You just haven’t heard it.”
“Exactly how many nicknames do you have for him?”
“No idea. And Garcia has a lot more.”
“Are they all that syrupy?”
“Some of them.”
“And others?”
“They’re just for fun.”
“Give me some examples.”
“Pretty Boy, Baby Boy, Sexy Boy, Brainy Boy-”
“Why is the last part always Boy?”
“I don’t know. It kinda stuck. Can you imagine me calling him Pretty Man?”
“Why not? There’s Pretty Woman.”
“But this is not a movie, this is real life. Besides, Chad used to call him Sexy Little Broomstick.”
“You got any nicknames for him that don’t include Boy?”
“Sure. Brainiac, Lexi, The Big IQ-”
“Lexi?”
“Yeah. Sometimes when he’s really sulky and pouty he watches old episodes of Dynasty and mimes along to the really bitchy lines.”
“But Lexi?”
“He really likes Alexis, because he thinks she is a perfect example of passive aggressive method of relieving aggressions.”
“I thought he got out of that phase.”
“He did, but then they released that show on DVD. And I gotta admit it’s kinda adorable.”
“You see a pattern here?”
“What do you mean?”
“Almost all of your names refer to his intellect of his age. Not to mention that Kid you still use sometimes.”
“They’re terms of endearment!”
“Well, what does he call you?”
“Morgan.”
“Yeah, but what else?”
“That’s it.” Morgan shrugged. “I don’t know why, but he doesn’t have any nicknames for me.”
“What are we talking about here?” Reid came back carrying three cups of coffee.
“Nicknames. You got any names for him?” Prentiss asked.
“Morgan.”
“Just Morgan?”
“I think it says it all.” Reid handed her one of the mugs. “Milk and no sugar, right?”
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Title: Suited
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan,
Rating: PG
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Criminal Minds Main List “Come on, baby.” Morgan smirked and leaned over his desk. “We’re alone here, you can be honest.”
“I’m always honest.” Reid blushed. “I don’t want to talk about it and that’s the honest truth.”
“How often do we get invitations to costume parties? It’s a great opportunity to be whatever you want to be.” His grin turned into a leer. “Or in this case…. I could dress up for you…. And when we come back home…..”
“I still remember last time.”
“So do I, but it wasn’t that bad. Garcia walked in on us dressed up like Peter Pan and the Big Bad Wolf, so what?”
“So that!”
“How bout a gladiator costume? One with a looooong spear.”
“You would put someone’s eye out.”
“Cupid in that little loincloth thingy?”
“Don’t forget the wings.”
“Right, forget that. What do you want to see me as?”
“As you. I don’t like that whole idea of dressing up.”
“You did that for Halloween.”
“That was different, there was candy involved.” Reid was quiet for a minute. “Could we play dress up at home?”
“Anytime you want, Pretty Boy.”
“And it would be just the two of us.”
“Absolutely.”
“And if I tell you…. You wont draw any false conclusions about my motivations.”
“Of course I wont.”
“Could you dress up like Hotch?”
“What?” Morgan’s grin disappeared.
“You know…. All uptight and official.”
“You mean…. you want me to knock on the front door and pull out my gun?”
“Are we talking about your service gun?”
“No.”
“Then yes. I was thinking it could be fun to….” The genius blushed. “To have you dressed up like some grim faceless bureaucrat and then peel it off piece by piece.”
“And you don’t wanna peel them off Hotch?”
“No!” Reid looked shocked. “If I hadn’t seen him outside of his suits, I would think he doesn’t exist without them. And you could fill a suit like that very nicely.”
“Have you been imagining me in a suit?”
“Sometimes…..”
“Just me?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay.”
“Really?”
“Really. If that’s your fantasy, me in a suit, it’s really easy to arrange. How bout tonight?”
“Okay.” Reid was still blushing due to his admission.
“I’ll knock on the door and tell you I’m from the IRS and I’m there to conduct an audit.”
“Morgan?”
“Baby?”
“Could you hone your story a little bit more before we actually try it?”