Home Pt. 2

After my mother and sisters departure it has been pretty quiet. Morgan works silently in the living room while I lay on his bed, listening to music and staring up at the ceiling. After a while I feel the bed dip down and look to see Morgan lying on his bag as well. His head turns to the side facing me. I smile lightly and take out one earphone and give it to him. His large hands wrap around it and brings it up to his ear.

We lay there on our backs listening to music as the day passes us by. I'm not exactly sure at what time we fell asleep but my phone rings through my earphones waking me up. Morgan groans and sits up, giving back my earphone.

"Hello, this is Agent Del la Cruz." I say trying to hide my sleepy voice.

"Where are you?" Reid's frantic voice booms through the phone.

"I'm at Morgan's apartment, my place didn't have an elevator so..." I start before hearing Reid sigh in relief.

"You okay?" I ask.

"Yea. Can you ask Morgan if I can stay the night." I turn to Morgan who still lays next to me as he plays with the ends of my hair. He looks up at me and nods.

"Anything for pretty boy." He says loudly enough for Reid to hear. I hear Reid say he will be here in an hour before we hang up. I flung my phone down on the bed before laying down fully next to Morgan, who is still playing with my hair.

"How'd you sleep?" He asks me causing me to turn to him.

"Pretty good. You?" I ask and he says the same.

"You wanna talk about before?" Morgan asks and I sigh, knowing he'd bring it up eventually.

"Must we." I whine and he replies by saying "yep" popping the 'p' at the end.

"What do you wanna know? She came. She disappointed me. And I disappointed her. It's nothing new for us." I explain briefly.

"The things she said were outta line. You know that right?" He tells me, dropping a strand of hair.

"I suppose, but some were true." I tell him and he gives me a look.

"I don't remember one sentence that came out of her mouth that was accurate." He counters but I shake my head lightly.

"These will scar me forever." I tell him referring to my body.

"Isla you are still beautiful, you have to know that. Besides anyone is lucky to have you, and if they don't accept something you couldn't predict than you were too good for them anyways." He tells me seriously. I scoff and and roll to my side to look at him fully.

"You have no idea the standards woman have to live up to. The hair color, height, skin tone, ass and boobs. Beautiful skin, small hands, it's exhausting." I tell him and he laughs.

"Since when have you been one to care about what anyone thinks about you, especially a man." He asks and I roll my lips into my mouth.

"I'm not one to care, but what I see in the mirror appalls me. How can someone else see me now and say 'wow that's sexy'." I say in a deeper voice imitating a man. Morgan laughs loudly at my imitation and puts his hands behind his head as he looks at me.

"Scars are attractive." He tells me but I roll my eyes at him. "They are trust me." He says winking.

"Whatever you say Morgan." I tell him just as the doorbell rings. Morgan gets off the bed and goes to the door. I slowly get off the bed and sit in the wheelchair, rolling myself to the door.

"I got some Chinese food on the way." Reid says holding up a bag.

"What time is it?" Morgan asks rubbing the back of his neck.

"7pm" Reid answers looking at his watch.

"Damn. We slept for a while then." Morgan says as he grabs some water from the fridge. He brings us to his large L shaped couch and sits down, turning on the TV. He puts on a random movie as we start to open our cartons of food.

"How was your day?" Reid asks as he fails to eat his sushi with chopsticks. I chuckle and take off my hair tie from my hair, wrapping it around my chopsticks.

"Could've been better. My mother and sister paid me a visit." I say before giving him my chopsticks and asking for his.

"Yea today could've been a hell of a lot better." Morgan mutters as he stuffs his face with noodles.

"That bad?" Reid asks trying to use the new chopsticks I made for him.

"Oh yea." I whisper. After that we all lounged back and enjoyed whatever movie was on.

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Once the movie was over Morgan took all the dishes to the sink, and surprisingly started washing them. He yelled over his shoulder that Reid's room is ready, and it's the room next to his. Reid nods and brings all his things into the guest room.

I told Morgan I was gonna take a shower and he nodded. I make my way to the bathroom with my go go bag and slowly get up from my chair on my left leg. I undress and limp into his wide shower, sliding the glass door closed.

I turn the handle to the left and feel the cold water on my naked body. I shake and turn the shower head to hit the wall, letting it turn hot. I open the door and grab my shampoo and conditioner, before returning back inside. Once I feel the room getting humid I turn the head of the shower back to me, feeling boiling water kiss my skin. I dip my head under the water, feeling water flow down my hair, making it heavy and drenched. Droplets spray my face as I lean my head back, enjoying the hot water. A knock is heard by the door and I yell for them to come in.

(Play Song)

Morgan's shirtless body walks through the door and stops in front of the sink. I stare at him from the mirror in the shower as I put shampoo in my hair. He starts to brush his teeth, the movement of his arm swaying making his abs flex slightly. I feel his eyes travel to the foggy shower glass, seeing my blurry naked figure move under the water. He spits out the water from his mouth slowly, his eyes never leaving the shower. Suddenly confidence flows through my veins as I make a small moaning noise under the boiling water shower head. I see him tense before passing a hand over his head. I smirk and turn around, opening the glass door slightly. Peaking my wet head through the door I look at him.

"Hey." I smile and he clears his throat.

"Hey." He tells me, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Do you need to shower?" I ask looking behind me back inside the boxed shower room.

"Yeah, I'll take one after you." He replies but I bite my lip slightly.

"You can take one now if you want." I tell him before taking my head out the door and walking backwards slowly, making room for him. I see him hesitate before he kicks off his basketball shorts. I turn my back to him as I go under the water, hiding my front from him. I run my hands through my wet hair, trying not to expose my burned skin.

I feel his strong arms circle around my waist, his front touching my rear slightly. I feel his soft lips kissing my neck, than trailing down to my shoulder. His fingers trace shapes on my naked waist, causing my hands to drop from my hair to his hands surprised at his actions. He takes one hand off my waist grabbing his body soap, while his other hand intertwines with one of mine.

He flicks the top of it open and let's go of my hand to squeeze the white scented soap out of the bottle and into his cupped hand. He puts the bottle down and puts his hands together, spreading the soap before moving my hair off my back. I grab my wet hair and move it to the front of my shoulder, feeling his long fingers move around my back. Soap masking my back as he works on getting my whole back soapy.

Once he was done I lean back, and spread the soap on my back to this stomach and chest. His arms circle back around my waist, grabbing the front of my hips and pressing me closer to his front. He groans as he kisses the side of my neck. I raise my hands behind my head and around his shoulders.

I turn him and put soap on his back, massaging his shoulders as I do it. I kiss his shoulders slightly as the water rains down on us, rinsing away the soap. He turns around making me block my chest with my arms.

He looks down at them before placing his hands on my hips bringing me closer to him under the water. He incloses me in a hug making my hands drop from my chest and wrap around him. My bare chest is pressed against his as I run my hands up his back. One of his hands rest on my lower back, and the other rinsing any shampoo left in my hair. I bury my head into him, enjoying the company. I lift my head slightly seeing that he is already looking down at me.

He removes a wet strand of hair that was stuck to the side of my face, before keeping his hand on my cheek. My hand goes to the back of his neck, my thumb slightly moving up and down against his skin. He licks his lips slightly before bending down slightly, his lips centimeters from mine. I push his neck down further, crashing is lips onto mine. His hands run down my body, stopping right under my rear, pushing me against him.

We kiss passionately, his tongue playing with mine. Both my arms are on his shoulders, as my hands are clasped around his neck. He breaks the kiss and starts to kiss my jawline, down to my neck. I lean my head back giving him access until he reaches my collarbone. I lift my head back up, and rest my hand on his shoulder. He looks up at me from his position at my collarbone before slowly kissing me slower down my body. His eyes finally reach my chest, and I'm pretty sure he can feel my heartbeat through his lips.

Without hesitation he slowly kisses my branding burns. His arms wrap tightly around my waist. My hand grips the back of his neck as his plump lips kiss on and around the cross branding. He looks up at me, causing my heart to skip a beat at his actions.

"You're fucking beautiful." He murmurs against my lips as we kiss. He lean my back against the door, making my rear flatten against the glass. His hands entrap me as he stares at my naked body, studying every curve, dent, and scar. I start to kiss his chest and slowly make my way down, ignoring the pain in my right leg.

I make my way to his chiseled abs, kissing them each slowly before crashing my lips back with his. My hands run up his abs as I get up to my full height. The hot water starts to get cold causing me to shiver slightly. Goosebumps form on my arms and chest causing Morgan to break the kiss once he finally feels the cold water.

"Well that ruined the moment." He says with an annoyed look at the shower head. I chuckle at his serious face before pecking his lips and shutting off the water. Morgan rings out my hair before opening the door and grabbing a towel for me. I wrap it around myself and step out the shower, my feet landing on his warm fuzzy carpet. I walk through the extremely foggy bathroom, making my way in front of the mirror. I smile slightly at my reflection, Morgan's reflection joining me a second later.

A towel is wrapped lowly around his waist, as if he was teasing me. He wraps his arms around my waist before kissing my bare wet shoulder.

I brush my teeth and put my hair in a wet braid, that falls to my back. I dry myself better, Morgan doing the same. We exit the suffocating foggy bathroom, the heat leaving the door and the cold engulfing my skin.

Reid walks towards the bathroom with his bag and towel, ready to shower. Morgan slaps his hand on Reid's shoulder before chucking.

"Sorry pretty boy. No more hot water." Morgan laughs causing Reid's face to contort into one of confusion.

"What?" he asks confused making me burst into a fit of laughter, Morgan doing the same. We make our may to Morgan's bedroom laughing at Reid's still confused figure.

"What?!" He asks again, but we never answer.

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Okayyy so they made out...nothin more than that so far. But finally they have gone through their professional and friendship faze. Hope you enjoyed.

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