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'No.'. 'Baby, you have to get up.' Derek whispers while Spencer clings to him.
'Pretty Boy, come on baby, we have to discuss this case.' Derek says louder. 'Der, I don't want too. If you won't give me coffee at least let me sleep.'. He says while trying to glare at me half asleep and his curls are hanging in front of his eyes. I push his curls over his ear and rub his cheekbone, he looks so cute. He is trying to fall back asleep while also trying to rub his head against my hand, he is like an angry kitten.
'Baby, I'm sorry but the case is important. And by the way, I thought you slept at 12:00 AM, why are you so tired?' He suddenly looks up with a shy smile and looks embarrassed while also looking guilty. 'I might have finished all the books that I had wanted to read but I hadn't yet..." I am shocked. 'Can't you read like 20.000 words per minute?' 'Well yeah I can but I wanted to properly analyse the books so I made annotations in the book and if you calculate every time I stopped reading to annotate a sentence or write my own comment about it. Which mind you happened approximately 589 times over the course of 8 book then could calculate that instead of sleeping at 12:00 AM, I slept at around uhm...' he stopped talking burying his head in my chest.
'No, no, no you better tell me when you slept Pretty Boy.' I said laughingly. He buried his face deeper into my chest while groaning. 'Come on baby just confess.' He shook his head, 'Why not?' he looked up at while his chin still rested on my chest, he looked embarrassed while also looking guilty and sad. His curls are still in his face and I pushed them behind his ear and held his cheek, he looked so beautiful and magnificent. I was afraid that if I looked away he would disappear and I would not be able to handle that. I put our foreheads together and moved my hand from his cheek to his neck, he was pouting so adorably it melted my heart. I smiled at him 'Pretty Boy, why are you pouting? I just asked you a question.'. He wanted to look away but I held him against me. He looked in my eyes and I could see that he actually felt bad. 'You're gonna be mad.' my heart broke right there. 'Oh baby no, why would I be mad. I am just worried for your health that's all.' I tried to comfort him.
He was laying half on top of me, but I moved him so he was now on my lap. I held his hips, while his hands were on my shoulders and put my forehead on his. I looked in his eyes 'Baby, why would you think I'd be mad.' He looked away again, but I grabbed the back of neck for him to make eye contact with me. 'Baby, hey baby look at me. It's okay. I'm not mad I will never be mad.' He mumbled something, 'Say that again?' he mumbled again, 'Baby I cannot hear what you're saying could you say it louder please, pretty boy?'. He looked me in the eyes ' 5 AM. I uhm slept around 5 AM, 5:37 to be exact. Well I was done at 4:58, but then I had to get ready for bed again because I had coffee and you keep saying that I should never forget to brush my teeth because you want me to be healthy. So I brushed my teeth, and then I did not feel comfortable in my pyjamas anymore, the uhm texture did not feel good on my skin. So before I freaked out I grabbed the old shirt that you gave me once when I did not have an extra shirt in my go-bag, and you told me to keep it, because it looked, in your words 'better and you look so cute in my clothes Pretty Boy'. And the texture did not feel like it would burn my skin, and also because it well smelled like you so that also made me feel better. Because obviously you weren't next to me, but your smell comforts me. After I did not feel like I wanted to burst into tears, I went into the bed at approximately 5:28. I cannot recall anything after 5:37 so I would assume that is when I fell asleep. And of course at 6:14 JJ called us for a case. The time period between 5:37 and 6:14 is 37 minutes of sleep, which is also why I fell asleep.' he said in a rush. I could tell that it was hard for him to tell me, but I was still so proud of him that he did.
'I am so proud of you baby, thank you for telling me.' he looked up into my eyes surprised, I could see he was analyzing if I actually meant it. After he saw that I did I got a little smile out of him. I grabbed his face 'My baby boy likes praise, doesn't he. You like being good for me baby boy?' I said while my voice got darker. He was blushing so prettily, I could not take my eyes of him until I heard a cough.
We turned around and saw that the whole team was looking at us. Spencer gasped and hid his face in my chest, I put my arms around him.
'Awh boy genius don't be embarrassed it was adorable. BTW my chocolate thunder if you ever dare hurt him I will personally assign that you are removed and never to be found.'. 'I personally agree, and would make sure that the FBI, NSA and all other law enforcement would not be able to find you or your body.' Hotch said while looking me straight in the eyes with a blank face, I shuddered. Emily and JJ nodded at each other 'I know some people.' JJ answered her 'Really? So do I.' they said while looking straight at me with a murderous gaze. Is anyone actually on my side?
I gasped 'Baby girl, I thought you were on my side. How dare you betray me like that, but I understand, I'm glad Pretty Boy has people who would kill for him.' I smiled at everyone in a thank you. Their expressions changed into soft smiles. Spencer buried his face into my chest more while groaning, but I could see his ears flush. 'Pretty boy why are you so adorable.' while squeezing him tighter.
'Morgan, just because we would kill for Spencer does not mean we would not do the same for you.' My thoughts stopped there and I looked at them with wide eyes, I am going to be honest I did not expect that. I knew they cared for me, but I always wondered if there was a limit to their care. They never seemed all too worried when I got hurt, Hotch only says not too do it again if I did something reckless. I didn't realize I started crying until I felt someone's finger wiping away a tear on my cheek. I looked who it was, and it was Spencer who looked at me with such a soft gaze and a smile, I was afraid I would cry more.
I was always the person who cared the most, who made sure everyone was okay. I was always the big brother, the one people came too. It feels like I was missing a part of me until Hotch said that sentence. I never knew if they actually cared for me in the way I cared for them. I laughed wetly and looked at them again. I was met with soft smiles and some teary eyes, I could see pity and guilt for never having acknowledged if they actually cared for me. Rossi got up and sat next to and put his hand on my shoulder 'You may be older than some of us, but in my and Aarons eyes you're still a kid. I know we haven't really made sure that you know that we care, but we do kid. And I'm sorry that you felt as if we didn't.' I didn't even tell them that sometimes it feels like they don't care, but I guess when you work with a bunch of profilers they will know.
I looked at Rossi with tears in my eyes 'Thanks, man. It's uhm it's good to hear it once in a while.' I said wetly. He smiled at me in a fatherly way that almost made me cry again. I sniffled and said 'Thanks guys, I would kill for all of you too, with no hesitation.' Hotch smiled that rare smile at me 'We know.'
I sniffled and said cleared my throat 'What uhm, what is the case about.' They all shared a glance and then started talking 'The case is of a 19 year old girl who's uterus has been ripped out of her body and put next to her with a note in blood next to her that says 'Impure'.'.
I felt someone kissing my cheek, I looked at him. He looked at me with such love in his eyes.
'I would also kill for you.' I chuckled and kissed his plumb lips.
'So would I, my Pretty Boy.'