Tickle Book

Scruffy Face And Messy Hair

     Morgan gave a content sigh as he flopped onto the bed. It had been a long day, and tomorrow was a day off. He had already showered and changed into fresh clothes, and was now waiting for Reid to finish up a shower of his own. Morgan played on his phone for about five minutes before looking up, hearing the bathroom door open.

     He stared at Reid as he walked out, noticing that his hair was still in a mess. As he looked closer, he noticed that Reid's shirt was far too large to be his. Morgan squinted in confusion.

     "Why are you staring at me?" Reid asked with a smile, turning around as he felt Morgan's eyes on the back of his neck.

     "That's not your shirt."

     "No, it's yours."

     "Why are you wearing my shirt?"

     "I-I didn't have any clean clothes.. is this- is it okay? Should I take it off-"

     "No, no, it's okay! I just wasn't expecting it, that's all."

     "Oh. Well, it's comfortable."

     "I know. I've gotta say, you look pretty cute."

     "Shut up!"

     Reid laid down on the bed next to Morgan with a yawn. Morgan put his phone away and turned to face the younger agent.

     "What, are you embarrassed?" He teased.

     "N-no! You're just a jerk!" Reid argued as his face flushed red.

     "Oh, am I now?"

     "Yes, you are!"

     "You're gonna pay for that, Reid!"

     As soon as Reid heard these words, he shot up from his spot on the bed and took off down the hall. Morgan pounded after him, giggles flowing through the apartment.

     "Morgan, back off!" Reid yelled as he hopped over his couch. Morgan ran around the other side, making Reid yelp in surprise as he turned to get away. Morgan laughed and turned, chasing Reid back into the bedroom.

     "Come here, kid! Spare yourself the time!" Morgan teased as he backed Reid into a corner. Reid panted as he licked his lips nervously.

"Y-you know, tickling is a legitimate f-form of torture?" Reid stalled.

"Oh, is it now?" Morgan chuckled.

     Reid swallowed as Morgan began to close in on him, desperately trying to think of a way out. Suddenly, Reid sprinted past Morgan. Morgan laughed as Reid just barely managed to get away, chasing after him with a grin.

     Reid gave a small shriek as Morgan picked him up from behind, tickling his sides as he held Reid in the air. The genius giggled as he shoved at Morgan's hands, kicking his legs in an attempt to get away.

     "Mohohohorgan!"

     "I told you running would make it worse!"

     "Puhuhuhut mehehe dohohown!"

     Morgan smiled as he held Reid in the air, moving his hands to Reid's stomach. Reid gasped, still desperately trying to escape.

"Mohohorgahahan! Plehehehease!" He begged. Morgan smiled, picking up the pace of his fingers and moving as high up on Reid's ribs as he could while still holding onto him. Reid screamed, pushing harder than ever to try and get away.

"MOHOHORGAHAN! IHI DOHOHONT LIHIHIKE IHIHIHIT!" Reid whined, squeezing his eyes shut.

"Are you done being an ass?" Morgan asked in a playful tone.

"I NEHEHEVER WAHAHAS!"

"Ooh, that earned you an extra five seconds. Watch your mouth, kid!"

"FIHIHIHINE! PUHUHUT MEHEHEHE DOHOHOWN!"

"Eh, not yet."

"IHIHI CAHAHANT BREHEHEATHE!"

"That's kinda the point, y'know."

"OKAHAHAHAY! AHAHAHA IHIHI CAHAHANT TAHAHAKE IHIHIT! PLEHEASE!"

Morgan smiled, continuing to tickle Reid with no mercy. Suddenly, the doctor threw his head back, hitting Morgan. Both of the boys fell onto the bed. Reid gasped for air, trying to gather himself as he sat next to Morgan.

"A-are you okay?" Reid panted. Morgan moved his hand away from his face to show Reid a nosebleed. Reid freaked out, sprinting to grab him a tissue.

"Kid, I-I'm okay." Morgan promised.

"That doesn't make me any less sorry!"

"It's alright! I forgive you!"

Soon enough, both of the boys were laying down on the bed again. Morgan looked over, seeing Reid staring at the ceiling. He moved himself over, pulling Reid close and snuggling with him. Reid smiled and accepted.

"I love you, Derek."

"You too, kid. You too."