Title: orange wedges.
Fandom: Criminal Minds
MD & House Warnings / Spoilers: Levis on the Fourth of House, Chase on the status of the hospital, basically. PG-13 rating, I guess.
Couple: Spencer Reid / Robert Chase.
Summary: Basically, the idyll of Reid & Chase, from the point of view first.
Notes: Well, I had to ![[info]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_uG-1MbAZynzFUy1aJtEsmK_NJnB2ZuehpDopad4tIQUY5nIef8o8vHut-mVPd9ekRPkQFeYTkdL2PupTdf_V9R9ak63PYtSWcXay4izzLa9wiMBw=s0-d){kind=small}
The phone rings and Reid gives a start in bed, startled because they think you have been caught and now neither Garcia nor cease to annoy Morgan. When recovering from the shock, go back to Chase, sitting on the left side of the bed with the phone in his ear. Is still a bit sleepy, Chase spoke in whispers, so you just hear a "surgery?" And maybe something like "I'm not kidding, I'm out of turn" and "insurance Cuddy does not approve."
Chase closed the phone and stays in the same position for several minutes. Or second, Reid only managed to scratch his neck and contain a yawn. How many hours has been asleep? Because it seems that han sido más de diez horas, pero eso no puede ser porque cuando Chase y él cayeron sobre la cama era de día y en la ventana a su derecha todavía se deja ver un día soleado.
Cuando Chase se voltea hacia él, Reid todavía está envuelto entre las sábanas y con el rostro ladeado sobre la almohada. Una media sonrisa basta para saber qué pasará antes que él lo diga en alto.
—Tengo que irme un momento.
Lo vio venir, incluso se dijo a sí mismo que sería comprensivo segundos antes que Chase hablara. Pero resultó imposible y sus labios materializaron un mohín de protesta que habría ganado golosinas en cualquier guardería. Chase lo mira unos instantes sin decir nada, apenas con una expresión fija en su rostro, pero sus manos están juntas y se mueven mucho, la culpa deslizándose entre sus dedos. Ya se está arrepintiendo, incluso dirá algo tan típico como “no pasa nada, nos vemos luego”; pero Chase se ha inclinado sobre la cama, robándole un beso con los labios separados, oprimiendo la boca de Reid como si fuera un gajo de naranjas.
Apenas tiene tiempo para sorprenderse. Puede que incluso se estremeciera un poquito. Sólo un poquito.
—¿Era tu jefe?— alcanza a preguntar cuando Chase empieza a colocarse el pantalón. Ladea la espalda, mirándole por encima del hombro.
—Ya no es my boss. Technically not, but he likes to think so. Need surgery on a patient and do not know why you think I'm the only remaining surgical staff, but if I miss and something goes wrong, somehow end up blaming me-Chase buttons shirt automatic, the voice rises a bit at the end of the sentence and Reid still in bed, watching him without a word. Only flashing from time to time.
Reid has a lot of questions hanging around his head, which is not too new, the strange thing is that the street, as now. Maybe because this whole issue of relationships, or whatever you call that you have with Chase– es un universo nuevo para él donde no hay leyes claras ni exactas. Está todavía sumido en esa gama de pensamientos cuando él se despide, esta vez con un beso en la frente. En parte lo agradece, si Chase le hubiera besado como hace minutos atrás no cree que hubiera estado tan seguro de dejarlo ir al hospital.
—No demoraré.
Le despide desde la cama, se queda allí durante al menos media hora más, hasta que el estómago le ruge y decide que ha sido suficiente de vegetar entre las sábanas. Se pone una sudadera de Chase –todavía huele a jabón de limón– y se dirige a la cocina, abre la segunda puerta de la alacena, donde está esa enorme caja de maize grain brought Chase last night. Are those with sugar, first visited the apartment noticed that the cereal had no sugar and almost alarmed Reid asked if she also took the coffee without sugar. Several months have passed since then and now every time I visit, there is a box of sugary cereal in the pantry at Chase.
After ending its huge glass full of cereal with milk, it occurs to check your phone. Neither the text nor any voice mail. In part thanks you, yesterday received a message from Morgan has not yet had the courage to answer. "And you where you doing? Do you plan to show signs of life before they run out your vacation? "
tried dialing the number back and when he realized he would be unable, proved the option to send a text. That did not work and then ... Well, after Chase took him by the collar and there was nothing else to think about. But now while watching your phone, you know again that not ready for this. to tell. Talking about their relationship. Or whatever.
Remember it all started with that case in New Jersey, a serial murderer error had left one of the victims in the hospital. He and Morgan were to question just as a doctor was doing a routine check. Rubio, eyes Australian accent green. Prentiss, JJ and Garcia would have fought to the death. The rest was circumstantial, is, conversations here and there as they interrogated the only witness they had. A telephone exchange otherwise innocent, had not told it had to be more sociable, after all?
What was not expected, two months after that, was a call. "... In short, I'm in Virginia for a convention, and I was wondering if ... "Reid is still trying to figure out why he agreed to see him then. But the first time that sank his fingers in the hair of Chase knew there would be a meeting one night. Virginia was not so far from New Jersey, after all. Travel, comings and goings became part of the routine before Reid could tell.
were now at a point that Reid had memorized all the titles that read on the shelf of Chase-in order, of course, and he probably had been taught in at least three times the entire Star Trek saga . In addition, Chase has heard all the details of the last sweat that has seen the BAU and he also knew all the misfortunes that occurred last month at the Princeton Hospital.
was also the fact that Chase kissed that way, pressing the lips, scraping gums. Even was a proven fact that Reid is running faster if she kissed well but on the chin.
however, have not dared to ask why there was not a family picture in the whole apartment. Nor has told about her mother. Also still called by the surname and that must mean something. The first time I called him "Robert" sounded so strange and unnatural that returned to the convenient "Chase" in the next sentence.
For that kind of details still feels unable to talk to Morgan to say he requested those days off to visit Robert. A Chase. With whom she has been dating for more than six months. "Leaving? So you say? Not sure the truth.
Chase comes a couple of hours later, pushing the door forward and dropping a huge jump. We received from the living room couch, remote in hand and still with the sweatshirt. Know he will note, because he bites his lip, holding a smile, but beyond that, no opinion. Reid wants to say something, maybe an apology or something, but you forward.
"Sorry.
- Huh? - Eyebrows up, and Chase have to repeat it again to find out who has not imagined.
"It's supposed shift had changed in the hospital because you were here.
right. Work in a hospital. You doctor. I understand.
means that and much more, because there are many shades in these apologies and inspire some fear. Want to tell you really do not have to apologize, it's not like that serious. But it is there, sitting on the couch, knees close together and watching Chase approach. Slowly, very slowly, like slow motion.
-is ... well ...- mumbles or so tries, but their faces and are very close and so cliche that happens breaths intermingled. It concentrates on the lips, moving his own, hands, soft hands, sliding down her hair.
"But neglected, Spencer, make it up, and again there tight-lipped Reid on the chin and bend your knees, making room for Chase, who is on it. Opens her eyes and sees him smiling, it means something, many things really, believes that if now called 'Robert' out of place but just can not separate the lips and simulate a smile. A smile almost like the first time she saw him in the hospital.
When Chase squeezes her lips and rubs her crotch on the web, Reid still carries the 'Spencer' pounding in the ears.
