Derek was the first one awake, however, the positioning the two were in was... interesting. Spencer had turned toward him and both were hugging each other. There legs were mixed, and Spencer was nuzzling into Derek's chest, still sleeping. So, what did Derek do? He simply put his head atop of Spencer's and breathed in his friends' scent. Derek stayed like that for twenty minutes, not wanting to test his luck. So he carefully unwrapped their legs and replaced where he was with a pillow.
When Spencer woke up, without Derek beside him, for a few seconds Spencer was afraid that the night before was a dream. A wonderful one, at that. But then Spencer smelled that someone was making eggs. So he decided to abandon the warm sheets and to go and get dressed before going to the kitchen.
Today was Christmas, and when Spencer walked into the kitchen to see the guy he had fallen for- team or not- making him scrambled eggs, Spencer's heart was filled with warmth. Derek was still in his clothes from the day prior, but Spencer had gotten dressed into a long sleeve shirt and jeans.
However, today was Christmas, and that meant the team was going to be over later that evening. That also meant Derek couldn't be there before they showed up. So as the men sat down at the table, a knowing silence went with them.
"Merry Christmas. I'm going to tell you the truth Derek. I don't want to be at the party tonight." Spencer sounded down.
"Why not?" Derek was confused. He knew that he hadn't seen Spencer at the holiday parties often, and it was the first time his friend was hosting the event.
"Normally I fly to Vegas and spend the holiday with my mother. This will be the first time that I won't see her, and will not be able to tell her it was because of a case. I mean, I know that she won't really notice, but I still feel guilty."
"Spence, you know it's not your fault. Even if you think it is because you sent her there... it was for your's and her's own safety. Besides, you can always go see her after the holidays. Take a break from work for a bit." Derek was careful to choose his words, knowing this was a sore subject.
"Yeah, I could. Maybe even run a Doctor Who marathon." Spencer was trying to end the conversation, seeing as it was a personal subject.
They sat together eating in silence for a bit.
"I should go home. I'll be back for the celebration." Derek announced, standing up and gathering his things.
"Hey, D-Derek? Do you think we will have to exchange gifts."
"Yeah, probably." Derek said.
However both were thinking ' I still need to get presents.' So Derek went home, and Spencer went out.
It was time for the Christmas celebration, and Spencer had just finished putting the gifts under the tree when he heard a knock at the door. So Spencer opened the door and there stood Emily and JJ, all dressed up. Only two people of six were here and Spencer already felt under dressed. He was still in his sweater and jeans. Emily and JJ were holding presents, and Spencer had never hosted anything like this before.
"Um, you can put these under the tree." Spencer took some of the gifts out of Emily's arms and placed them under the fold-up, paper evergreen. It had drawn on lights and ornaments.
"Sorry I don't have a real tree, I kind of put this up last minute. Plus we-I focused mostly on the food. Help yourself to the food and drinks." Spencer had gotten some wine, but he didn't plan on drinking any. Next to show up was Rossi, and he didn't hesitate to open the wine and pour himself- along with Emily and JJ- a glass. Hotchner, Penelope, and Derek showed up together. Garcia was dressed in a festive dress, adorned with a red poinsettia behind her ear. Derek was in a light blue suit. Hotch was in the standard black suit with a red tie on. Along with the three colleagues, Hotch had his five- year-old son by his arm. Jack was wearing a Christmas t-shirt with jeans.
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Falling in Love with you- A Spencer Reid x Derek Morgan fanfiction
FanfictionDerek Morgan and Spencer Reid were as close as any other member of their team. They were formed as a family structure would be, except for they hunted psychos instead of going to dinner every night. Sorry I suck as descriptions! I promise that it i...