Fic: Homecoming (Criminal Minds, Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan)
Title: Homecoming
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
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“Goooood morning, studmuffin.” Garcia greeted and walked straight into
Morgan’s kitchen.
“Morning? It’s three in the afternoon.” Morgan commented. “You want coffee?”
“Yep, and I even bought the pastries.” She pulled a greasy paper bag from
her back bag. “Guess what?”
“It’s Saturday, and you brought pastries. They’re Danishes.”
“Filled with whipped cream and covered with creamy chocolate. And speaking
of chocolate toppings, where’s our genius?”
“He went to pick up some stuff from his place, should be back soon.” Morgan
poured both of them some coffee from the pot and handed the other mug to
Garcia.
“Oh…. You want me to go before he comes back?” Garcia grinned.
“What do you mean?”
“Come on, you were away for four days, don’t tell me you two don’t wanna
catch up.”
“That’s what I thought too.”
“What?”
“Forget it.”
“No, no. I can smell unsatisfied males miles away. So spill.”
“Nothing to spill. When I got home last night I wanted to make up for the last
four days.”
“And it didn’t go well?”
“Hey, with me it goes well every time! There’s nothing wrong with my
performance!”
Garcia stared at him with her mouth open. “Touchy…. Don’t tell me Reid
wasn’t in the mood.”
“He was! Or… at least he said he was.”
“Tell mama, I know all about faking it.”
“He wasn’t faking, he just… he was absentminded.”
“Absentminded? Sounds pretty weird….”
“It was weird! I had hardly started the usual warm up, and he was already
yawning.”
Garcia tried to hold her giggles, but didn’t succeed. “Oooohhhh… honey
bunny, you’re loosing your touch.”
“I’m not. I used all my best moves, and he looked like was about to fall asleep.”
Morgan waited till Garcia’s new giggle fit died down.
“When we were finished, he just fell right asleep. I came back yesterday and
he’s already bored with me.”
“How could he be bored with you? I’ve known you for years and I’m still not
bored with you. I know you bit too well to go to bed with you, but that’s really
not the point here.”
“You wouldn’t go to bed with me?” Morgan looked thoroughly insulted.
“I just said I know you too well, it would be like fooling around with my brother.
It’s nice to imagine and talk about it, but no.”
“No what?” Reid bounced in with couple bags and his laptop.
“No coffee to wash down my Danish.” Garcia responded and handed her mug
to Morgan. “If the service here doesn’t get any better, my waiter wont get any
tip, no matter how snappy his butt is.”
“Don’t make threats like that.” Morgan filled her mug. “And what’s in the bag?”
He turned to look at Reid’s overflowing canvas bag.
“My dirty laundry.” Reid answered and poured himself some coffee.
“I thought you went to get clean clothes.”
“I got those too. But I thought I could wash my laundry here.” Reid grinned. “Or
should I go to a Laundromat and leave you here alone for hours?”
“I got the message, I’ll go put those to the washer.” Morgan grabbed the bag
and left.
“You got him well whipped, don’t you?” Garcia smirked.
“It’s just laundry.” Reid spooned sugar into his mug. “I’m just happy he’s back.”
“Me too. Who’s bright idea was it to send him away?”
“It was for training, and everyone has to do it sooner or later.”
“I don’t care, I had to settle for on-line flirting. I was about to go out of my mind.”
“I know the feeling.” Reid sighed. “Last night was the first time in days that
I actually slept well.”
“So I’ve heard….”
“I couldn’t sleep alone, it just felt weird.”
“I know, honey.”
“And we’re usually here, so it was even weirder to try to sleep alone in my
own bed. I don’t think I got more than two hours of sleep per night.”
“Poor baby. At least you got all weekend to catch up.”
“Actually….” Reid blushed. “I was planning to celebrate little bit. And don’t talk
to Morgan about it, it’s a surprise.”
“You know I don’t blab. Well… not about anything important.” Garcia grinned
from ear to ear. “Tell me.”
“I got us a table in table at that Italian place.”
“Sounds nice. What about after that?”
“I’m not going to tell you about that!”
“Come on, I live on gossip. You’re not gonna make him watch Star Wars
with you all evening?”
“No.” Reid’s blush turned even brighter shade of red. “I’m not planning to
watch any movies, okay? That’s all I’m going to say.”
“Okay, sugar. You give my boy some good time and I won’t call you to give
you instructions. Do we have a deal?”
“We have a deal.” Reid agreed.
“And stop blushing! It’s adorable, but you’re a big boy! We can talk about sex
with tacky double-entendres and be as sleazy as we want to be.”
“Is my demigoddess talking about sex without asking my opinion?” Morgan
came back with an empty canvas bag. “I’m hurt.”
“Talking about sex with a genius is stimulating on a whole different level.”
Garcia smirked. “How’s our well muscled little housekeeper?”
“Hard at work.”
“Sounds dirty.... Anyway, I have to go. You two have a veeeeery good weekend.
Bye.” Garcia marched out, and Morgan gave Reid a sceptical look.
“What was that about?”
“Nothing. Are you hungry?”
“I could eat something. You wanna order Chinese or pizza?”
“Actually, I got a plan for that. You go and change, we’re going out.”
“Should I be worried?” Morgan smirked. “Are you trying to drag me to a sci-fi
convention again?”
“You just get dressed and don’t question a genius.”