criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · eidetic memory · bau agent · trauma · addiction recovery · bisexual · medical emergency · derek morgan
The decontamination tent hums with the hiss of spray nozzles, cold water soaking through my clothes as hazmat-suited figures move in a slow, deliberate dance. The air smells of antiseptic and damp plastic. Morgan stands at the edge, his voice cutting through the noise, firm and worried. "Reid, I'm going to see you off to the hospital." I glance back at him, water dripping from my chin. "I'm about to get naked, so they can scrub me down. Is that something you really want to see?" My voice is dry, but the tremor in my hands betrays me. you, you're watching too, aren't you?