#hailey hotchner

[hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds]

can i request a hotch x two-years-old-daughter!reader? i could totally see her begging her dad to let her wear her pink, poofy princess dress when hotch has to take her to work with him. but while hotch is busy, she manages to wander off. she then meets spencer (i imagine this takes place when spencer’s just starting with the bau) & immediately clings to him lol. she’s just very giggly, bubbly, cuddly, & LOVES to play with his hair. & poor spencer is just so confused but is endeared by her nevertheless. & then hotch finally finds her & is relieved. <3

sorry it’s so long! love your works!

Aaron Hotchner X Young Daughter reader

Request: can i request a hotch x two-years-old-daughter!reader? i could totally see her begging her dad to let her wear her pink, poofy princess dress when hotch has to take her to work with him. but while hotch is busy, she manages to wander off. she then meets spencer (i imagine this takes place when spencer’s just starting with the bau) & immediately clings to him lol. she’s just very giggly, bubbly, cuddly, & LOVES to play with his hair. & poor spencer is just so confused but is endeared by her nevertheless. & then hotch finally finds her & is relieved. <3

I do love young Hotch daughter who is completely opposite to her dad. Around season 1, Hailey is alive and just had Jack.

Third person pov...

Hailey smiles as her Husband runs around after their hyperactive 2 year old, little Y/N Hotchner was a ball of sunshine and energy.

The 2 year old was excited she had a baby brother and loved to play with him, though she loved playing with her Daddy even more.

Currently the little ball of energy was running around the house away from her Dad who was attempting to put her in her clothes, she was going to work with him for the day.

The little girl was only half dressed as she ran before the man could put her trousers on, giggling she shouts "no daddy!" As the man almost grabs her, a smile on his face.

Still chasing the girl, surprised at how quick she was for a tot, though he wasn't running more like in slow motion, wanting the chase to last a little longer, it wasn't every day he got to do this with his daughter (besides he had time before work started)

From the living room, Hailey watches her Husband and daughter with a smile on her face as she held her sleeping baby, Jack was sound asleep as if nothing was happening.

As they make another loop around the house Aaron stops and hops into the doorway of the living room, back pressed against the wall, Hailey watches her husband as he made a shush motion.

"Daddy?" Calls Y/N as the tot ran past the room, a confused look on her face and she looked for her dad. Poking her head around the door she looked at her Mum. "Where daddy?" She asks a pout on her lips.

Hailey fails to hide her smile as her daughter was grabbed and thrown upside down, giggling madly Y/N yelled to be let down. "Daddy! Let go" giggling even more when her tummy was tickled.

"Never, now its time for naughty girls to be dressed" he tells his daughter smiling wickedly as he continues to tickle his daughter, the H/C girl only wiggled in his grasp.

"No no daddy, wanna wear princess dress" yells the tot, Aaron stops his attack and looks at his wife. Hailey only shrugs her shoudlers.

Ever since her birthday Y/N loved one gift in particular, it was a beautiful poofy princess dress her parents got specially made for her.

She loved wearing it every time they went out and was always careful to keep it clean. Hotch sighs of course she would want to wear it to his work.

Looking down at the sad puppy look hisbwas getting he gave in. Hanging his head he stood up Y/N in his arms.

"Okay, Princess dress it is" he declared, dramatically, while bouncing the little girl in his arms before walking upstairs with a happy Y/N "yayy" cheers the young girl.

Finally ready to go Hotch grabbed his brief case, his lunch and Y/N lunch. As he headed for the door he called for Y/N the little girl eagerly bouncing over to him as he helped her put on her light up shoes.

"Ready princess" he asks her, Y/N gives him a huge gumming smile. "Yes Sir Daddy!" She saluted him before hugging her Mum and baby brother before leaving. "Good luck" Hailey whispers as she kisses Aaron.

When they arrived at the FBI headquarters Hotch pulls his daughter aside. "Now N/N, I know your excited, but I need you to stay close to me today okay? The office is busy and I don't want you to get lost" he explains to the girl.

Y/N smiles and hugs his neck giggling. "Yes Daddy! I be good" she smiles, Hotch pats her head a smile on his lips. "Thank you N/N" the two Hotchners then walk into the busy building.

And what a pair they made, Hotch in his usual suit and red tie combo, his stoic expresson on his face. Y/N in her pink poffy dress with light up shoes waving and smiling at all the agents she sees.

Once they get to the bullpen, Y/N is introduced to the team who are all excited to meet the young girl. Soon Hotch is busy in his office mountains of paperwork to go through.

On the floor lays Y/N, the young girl had grown bored it staying in the office. She had drawn lots of pictures, played with her toys. Now she wanted to explore.

Getting up from the floor she walks over to the door and opens it quietly, giggling silently she squeezes through the gap and is now free from the room.

Giggling she runs around the bullpen looking at all the desk and the members of her daddy's team, one person stand out to her, that's person being Spencer Reid who had jsut recently joined the BAU.

Walking up to thr agent she grabs onto his pant leg and shakes his gaining the surprised Dr's attention, looking doen and the girl dressed in pink spencer gives her an awkward smile.

"Hi..?" He says Y/N grins up at him. "Hi! I'm Y/N" she tells him proudly. Spencer is taken aback how smiley Hotches daughter is.

"I'm Spencer, nice to meet you Y/N" he says, before Y/N holds her arms up to him, Spencer was confused before realising she wanted to be picked up.

Nervously looking over to his bosses office he picks the girl up and sets her down on his lap, Y/Ns smiles brightens as she was held by the young man.

The brown haired man was surprised again when the ball on energy on his lap twisted around so she could koala hug him, pressing tightly to him Spencer hugged her back.

" your nice" came a muffled voice pressed to his chest, Spencer let out a surprised laugh at that making Y/N erupted into giggles all over again.

After hugging spencer the H/C tot began moving around as he tried to work, afgwr wriggling a bit she finally settled behind him, half sitting on top of his chair and half holding onto his back.

Y/N happily played with the agents hair as Spencer worked, he was slowly getting used to the girl spending time with him.

As this happened a very worried Dad was panicking in his office trying to find his daughter, after going through everything in his office Hotch threw open his door and stepped down the ramp into the bullpen.

Morgan stood from his desk as he saw the worried expression on the man's face. "Woah woah, what's happened Hotch?" He asks the worried man.

Shoulders shaking Aaron explained he couldn't find his daughter anywhere, instead of helping Derek just laughed and pointed.

Following his arm Hotch breathed a sigh off relief as he saw where Y/N had got to, smiling he watched his daughter laugh and play with the young doctors hair.

He was glad she was okay and made a new friend. Quickly taking a few pictures he sends them to Haily who messaged back just a quick. "Some one made a new friend" chuckling he responded. "I think they both made a new friend"

Putting his phone away he went back to his office, happy to leave his daughter in his agents capable hands.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot sorry for the wait! Sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Requests are open!

Word Count : 1375

#criminal minds #fanfic #behavioural analysis unit #x child reader #fluff and comfort #oneshot #x daughter!reader #father daughter fluff #aaron hotchner x child! reader #aaron hotchner x daughter!reader #aaron hotchner #criminal minds season 1 #hailey hotchner #jack hotchner #fluffy #spencer reid x child!reader #spencer reid

[emberfrostlovesloki]

Books Aaron Has Read and Enjoyed [a ramble]

Photo credits: Left (mine) Center (@hotch-girl) Right (@lone-nyctophile)

So deep down I think Aaron loves to read. Not all the time, because there isn’t time for it often. But every now and then he’ll pick up a book for one reason or another. Because of this, I’ve compiled a list of six books that I think Aaron has read, why he read it, and what his favorite line of the book was and why. I think this list might prove Aaron is a romantic, even if he doesn’t think so. Enjoy all of that below the cut. Sending my love to you all this Saturday evening - Levi 

The Poisonwood Bible by Barbra Kingsolver 

When and why he read it - Aaron had to take an America Novel class his sophomore year. 

Why he likes it - Aaron really wasn’t a fan of the book at the beginning. It was the longest book on the reading list, and even though he is a fast reader, he found it tedious at the beginning. However as the story progresses and he saw Mr. Price spiral out of control and eventually succumbs to his mania, Hotch feels a connection to the man and his own father. He felt a sick sort of satisfaction as Mr. Price was burned alive due to his madness. This is a book Aaron wouldn’t reread, but he remembers it well. 

His favorite quote from the text - “Don’t try and make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you’re good, bad things can still happen. And if you’re bad, you can still get lucky” (Kingsolver). 

King Lear by William Sheakspeare

When and why he read it - Aaron read this in high school when he was starting to fall in love with Hailey. He joined the theater club and went as far as reading King Lear because Hailey loved it and was writing a paper about it. 

Why he likes it - He likes it because it brings him fond memories of Hailey and their very early relationship. He has reread the play a few times though he has no idea where his original copy is. He went looking through a few boxes in the attic once with no success. 

His favorite quote from the text - “In jest, there is truth” (Shakespeare). 

The Sound and the Fury by Willaim Faulkner 

When and why he read it - This is one that Aaron picked up for himself. He’d been told it was a classic so many times, and he figured he would see what all the fuss was about. He read this over a quiet weekend when the team was having a break. 

Why he likes it - Aaron enjoys the second and fourth sections the most. The stream-of-consciousness style in Quetinen Compson’s section was a nice change from the first. Aaron wouldn’t say it aloud, but it had been a challenging read for him. He shudders at the thought of reading something like Infinite Jest, another book that he had been told that he just must read in his lifetime. 

His favorite quote from the text - “I give you mausoleums of all hope and desire… I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools” (Faulkner). 

The Complete Stories of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle  

When and why he read it - During a few cases in the winter when Aaron felt that he wasn’t his sharpest, he had complained to Rossi about questioning his abilities to profile and lead the team. That Christmas Dave had given him this collection and a note on the inside read: “If you’re doubting yourself, why don’t you read about a real profiler?” The note had been a joke, but one day he decided, ‘What the hell? Let’s see how wrong Doyle got the science.’ 

Why he likes it - Aaron didn’t expect to like the character of Sherlock as much as he had. The Britishisms and Holmes's dry humor made him chuckle. The science was very wrong. 

His favorite quote from the text - “As a rule, the more bizarre a thing is, the less mysterious it proves to be” (Sir Arthur Conan Doyle). 

The Brothers Karimozov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

When and why he read it - This was a gift for his forty-seventh birthday from you (the reader). It’s their favorite book, and they thought he might like the themes of family, atheism, and loss of faith. 

Why he likes it - He found reading this both easier and more challenging than The Poisonwood Bible. He was much older, but the depth of the story and the ideas brought up challenged him to introspect in a way that he hadn’t in a long time. After he finished he felt a bit cathartic and he had to call you to give some thoughts. 

His favorite quote from the text - “I believe like a child that suffering will be healed and made up for, that all the humiliating absurdity of human contradictions will vanish like a pitiful mirage, like the despicable fabrications of the impotent and infinitely small Euclidean mind of man, that in the world's finale, at the moment of eternal harmony, something so precious will come to pass that it will suffice for all hearts, for the comforting of all resentments, for the atonement of all the crimes of humanity, for all the blood that they’ve shed; that it will make it not only possible to forgive but to justified all that has happened” (Dostoyevsky). - Aaron isn’t sure if this is his favorite because he likes it, or because it’s your favorite line. When you tried to explain why, you cried, and he held you close. Aaron’s not sure he believes everything said here. He’s not sure he’s earned a spot for that type of bliss when he goes. But he wants it for you and for Jack and Hailey too. And for him, that’s good enough. 

On Beautry by Zadie Smith 

When and why he read it - This was a gift from Emily after her first month on the team. She was just so grateful that she was with the BAU. It felt like home to her. 

Why he likes it - Aaron likes satire. The biting and witty phrases of Smith make him smile. He may not understand that it's a spoof of Howard’s End, but it doesn’t really matter for his understanding of the text. The last line, his favorite, also reminds him of Hailey and it makes him a bit sad, but not in a heartbreaking kind of way. More that there was hope. Hope for broken people, and he wanted to believe in that. 

His favorite quote from the text - “Though her hands were imprecise blurs, paint heaped on paint and rolled with the brush, the rest of her skin had been expertly rendered in all its variety -- chalky whites, and lively pinks, the underlying blue of her veins and the ever-present human hint of yellow, imitations of what is to come” (Smith)

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[jubilant-glcry]

im sorry but the whole fight between hotch and foyet in 100 is so funny, like hotch just picking foyet up and slamming them into a table whilst foyet flails around. its a sad moment but also fucking funny out of context

#criminal minds #george foyet #aaron hotchner #hailey hotchner

[emily-prentits]

man hotch and hailey :((

#she still loves him (to some extent) I can see it :( #FROM HER REACTION TO HEARING HOTCH WAS DEAD: #criminal minds #hailey hotchner #aaron hotchner

[jazajas]

rewatching s3e2 of criminal minds, and while for Hailey it seems like Hotch leaving was her last straw, he would have left the BAU for her and Jack!

he literallu tells Staruss "why would i leave the bau?" but when Morgan asks him if its true he says "idk, i need to talk to Hailey first"

he only went on that case bc it involved a kid! if she'd stayed (which i totally understand if she felt like she just couldnt anymore), she would have seen him actively want her opinion on leaving

but because she couldnt understand how hotch needed to do his job because for him it was his form of protecting them, she left. and her leaving solidified hotch's growing feeling that she didnt care about how he felt about the job.

#i miss the writing of the early seasons #sure it's not that great all the timw #*time #but at least it connects! #i also might be over analyzing but thats what i get #criminal minds #aaron hotch hotchner #hailey hotchner #bau team

[angelyuji]

love <3

aaron hotchner x reader warnings: toxic relationships, physical abuse, emotional abuse, misuse of tramua???, just abuse overall, yandere

“oh fuck you, aaron. you always twist my words.” you turn away, exasperated. you continue to cook the dinner you were making for the three of you. aaron had just changed from his suit to a tshirt and sweatpants, after coming home early.

“oh, so i’m the bad guy now? for wanting you to be safe?” your boyfriend grabs your shoulder, and turns you back to him.

rolling your eyes, “you know that’s not what i meant.” you grit out. aaron sighs.

“i’m not following.” he leans back against the kitchen counter, you see his shoulders tense as he raises a hand to rub his temples.

“all i said was that i wanted to start working again! summer’s over, so jack is back in school, so there is no reason for me to stay at home and do nothing all day!” you throw your hands up in the air, exhausted.

aaron stays silent, arms crossed. he stares at you as you go back to cooking dinner. “my answer is still no.”

bright anger burns through your veins, “no?” your eyes widen, dinner abandoned, you turn back to your boyfriend.

“that is what i said.” aaron turns around to grab a water bottle from the fridge.

“why.” you keep your anger buried, wanting to know why exactly your boyfriend had suddenly started acting like a raging dick.

“because me and jack need you here.” aaron starts to chug his water bottle, ignoring you.

you feel your face heat up and tears well up in your eyes, raging, “aaron, i need to go back to work. i’m not some free babysitter for you, aaron. i took this summer off because you needed some extra help. that’s all. i’m your girlfriend, not your nanny or some maid! i literally cannot keep arguing with you about this.” your anger bubbles over and you feel tears stream down your face. you see aaron turn back to you, his face shows no sympathy.

“so what’re you going to do, huh? break up with me?” aaron scoffs. you don’t say anything, “no. no, no, no.” he starts to shake his head, laughing to himself, “i can’t talk to you when you’re being this overdramatic.” he starts to walk away.

you grab his arm, “I’M NOT BEING OVERDRAMATIC, AARON.” it felt like time slowed down when the pain came. you grab the handle of the fridge to catch yourself, as pain blossomed across your face. the room spun as you catch your breath. your ears ring as you squint and steady yourself.

“-NOT YELL AT ME IN MY OWN HOME. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME.” his face red, fury paints his face.

“what…” you mumble, clutching your face.

“you are jack’s mother. you are mine. you have no right to start yelling at me when all i’m doing is PROTECTING YOU.” you feel his hands grab you by the waist. he picks you up and places you on top of the kitchen counter, your ears won’t stop ringing. your vision clears as you feel something cold on your face. aaron’s face was kind once more, as you feel the ice pack resting against your burning face. you don’t respond. “i won’t let you get hurt. i won’t let what happened with hailey… happen again.” you nod.

“okay, i’m sorry.” you mumble, eyes wide, taking in everything at once.

“sorry for what.” he looks you in the eyes, expectantly.

“i’m sorry for asking to work, f-for wanting to b-break up,” you start to sob, heaving as you start understanding what happened. “i’m s-sorry for y-yelling at you. i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m-” aaron grabs you by your waist and pulls you into a hug, you bury your face into his shoulder.

“it’s okay, sweetheart, i know you just got a little confused.” he pulls away and cups your face, you wince. “i know you won’t pull anything like this again. you love me and you love jack, right?” he smiles and you see the man you love once more.

“right.” you sniffle.

a moment passes, “say it. say you love us. say you won’t leave.” you watch his face and see a shadow of the rage from before.

you feel your heart beating faster, “i love you and jack, and i promise, i will never ever leave.”

“good girl.” aaron smiles and pulls you into a kiss, you melt into the warmth of his love. gently pulling away, he rests his forehead against yours, “i won’t ever let you leave.”

#all warnings are above so im not gonna put warnings on this becuz idk how tumblr rules work and i don't want this to flop #like and reblog <3 #yandere aaron hotchner #yandere #yandere fanfiction #aaron hotchner x reader #hotch x reader #aaron hotch x reader #criminal minds #yandere criminal minds #yandere x reader #hopefully tumblr doesnt hide this #mentions of hailey hotchner #mentions of jack hotchner #forced motherhood #if you will #i promised yandere hotch #i think i delivered tbh #i loveee hotch <3333 #if this flops i will cry #i will leave and never come back ong #im reading this over again and honestly its so ass 😭

[lcvesjj]

Who I write for + Request Rules

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Requests are currently OPEN! 

I only write fem!reader fics.

Please be nice and respectful when sending a request or ask! 

Please don’t send me requests that were sent to other writers!!!

I will write angst, fluff, hurt/comfort & au’s (I do not write smut)

I do not write sister!reader or daughter!reader.

It may take me some time before answering asks, dms and writing requests (so please be patient)

who I write for

Chicago PD 

- Erin Lindsay

- Jay Halstead

- Antonio Dawson

- Hailey Upton

- Kim Burgess

- Adam Ruzek

Chicago Med 

- Connor Rhodes

- Will Halstead

- Natalie Manning 

Chicago Fire 

- Kelly Severide

- Stella Kidd

- Gabby Dawson

- Leslie Shay

- Matt Casey

Criminal Minds

- Jennifer Jareau

- Emily Prentiss

- Derek Morgan

- Aaron Hotchner

- Penelope Garcia 

SWAT

- Chris Alonso

- Jim Street

- Victor Tan

- Jessica Cortez

- Deacon Kay

- Hondo Harrelson 

- Dominique Luca

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Derek Morgan

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Jason Gideon

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Elijah Mikaelson

Niklaus Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

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Marcellus Gerard

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Elena Gilbert

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Bonnie Bennett

Caroline Forbes

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[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

hello 🩷recently found and loved your account so i’m here to ask from you!!

criminal minds SSA aaron hotchner x reader

i’d love any explicit smut 😋

ideal trope(s) would be jealousy, established but secret relationship due to workplace like the whole thing stems from AH being jealous af that you’re getting hit on or smth and he can’t do shy about it in public but oh when ur home.. 👀👀👀

hahaha sorry the brain rot is real

thank you if you do this!!

and i hope u never stop writing i’ve been reading ur other posts too i love them sm

༉‧₊˚. 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 || 𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫

— pairing: aaron hotchner x plus size!reader

— summary: your new relationship brings out a side of aaron that he had never seen before.

— warnings: established relationship, jealousy (obvi), unprotected sex, rough sex, teasing, couch sex, aaron lowkey bends you like a pretzel, heavy praise, he taps you on the cheek (lovingly ofc), implied creampie, consent king aaron!!, slightly insecure aaron, implied age gap but not specified, body massages and an implied size kink!

— wc: 2018

⋆ a/n: WOW a long smut fic, who would have thought? anywho, i'm trying to break free from posting headcanons because i just know they'll overtake this account. thank you for this request!

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Aaron felt his eye twitch. 

His eye never twitches.

The culprit? The maintenance man that won’t stop talking to you. 

He had so much paperwork he needed to complete, the stack of it had begun to tower, but Aaron couldn’t manage to get himself to focus on anything else but you. 

Your relationship was fairly new, so you both had just agreed to keep it low-key for now. It wasn’t like you guys were lying, how could you when you were constantly surrounded by nosy profilers? 

With new relationships came new feelings, and one of them he hadn’t felt since he was a young man somehow managed to resurface right under his nose: jealousy.

Yes, he had his moments of jealousy when he had first gotten with Hailey, but this? This was different. The age gap between the two of you wasn’t that large, but it was considerable enough that when he saw men closer to your age creeping around you, it always put him in a foul mood.

Like right now he just wants to storm down there and kiss you right in front of that stupid kid. The urge was primal and unfamiliar, and quite frankly it drove him insane.

Aaron was sure you hadn’t meant to come off as flirtatious, and who were your colleagues to step in if you looked genuinely interested in the guy? For all they knew you were single.

Oh, yeah, this was going to drive him over the edge, and it was all your fault.

It was safe to say you were excited when Aaron had decided to call it an early night, you just hadn’t expected him to jump on you as soon as you breached the threshold of your home.

He didn’t give you time to think or even put your things down, his briefcase followed along by your purse collapsed to the floor with a surprisingly loud thud!

Your lungs burned and your face was hot, heated between the two furnaces that were Aaron’s large and work-worn hands. You desperately clung onto the sleeves of his suit jacket, the material twisting between your fingers to keep yourself sturdy as he walked backwards.

“A- Aaron wha - what’s going on?” You pleaded breathlessly. You had to slightly shove the man away even though you were met with his uncharacteristic resistance. He just stood there and stared at you like a wild man, pupils dilated and chest rising and falling with every hastened breath he took.

He shook his head and blinked, like his thoughts were escaping him. Aaron couldn’t think when you looked at him like that; your lips kiss swollen with a light sheen of spit, your blouse covered breasts grazing his firm chest.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” Was all he could say before reconnecting your lips. 

He continues to walk backwards before the back of his calves meet the couch. He allows himself to drop down with a slight oomf, his needy hands tugging on yours encouragingly until you clambered onto his lap.

He didn’t give you time to show him any hesitancy, his palms gripping your hips firmly and all but holding you down against him. You gasped at the feeling, your fingers scratching at the shaved hairs on the back of his neck. 

“Aaron! What has gotten into you?” The question was a flustered giggle. Aaron’s eyes casted to the side in a rare show of nervousness. 

“It’s ridiculous.” He mutters. “I can bet you a million dollars that whatever you’re going to say isn’t as silly as you think it is.”

“It was that guy. The one that wouldn’t stop talking to you.” It took you a moment to think back on it before you finally understood what he meant. “The maintenance man? What about him?”

“He was flirting with you, and - I don’t know, it made me feel things I haven’t in a long time.”

Saying the actual word jealousy seemed so juvenile to Aaron; he was a grown ass man with a grown ass man job, so what right did he have to be acting like this?

“Oh.” It was long and drawn out. You felt a smirk begin to form on your face and you gently coaxed his eyes to meet yours. Aaron’s gaze was unsure. 

“You know I’m yours, right? I don’t want anyone else that isn’t you, no matter how young, rich or tall.” Your hips begin to grind down on his and Aaron chokes back a groan. His grip on your flesh gets stronger and it draws a whimper out of you.

“Yeah?” He asks sensually, his voice a low purr. He aids in your grinding and your head grows fuzzy. “Yeah.”

He’s quick to reposition the both of you, your back now resting on the couch cushions. He kisses down your neck, nipping lightly at the skin there. It sends a shiver down your spine and your lower half canting up, desperately searching for friction. 

Your hot cunt meets his knee. “Ah! Aaron.” You whined, fingers digging into his shoulders. Your boyfriend has one foot on the ground and the other wedged between your legs.

Aaron rises from your chest for a moment, shoving off his suit jacket and working the buttons on his shirt. You take it upon yourself to take your blouse off, arms reaching behind you to unclasp your bra with learned precision. 

His eyes fall on your breasts and you could have sworn his movements gained a bit of franticness.

“Like what you see?” You couldn’t help but tease, your hands now working to shimmy your pencil skirt down your thighs. “Very much.” Aaron agrees with a lazy half smile. “Here, let me help.” You lift your hips up and he takes both your panties and skirt off at the same time.

The casual show of strength made your stomach clench, and you all but snatched Aaron by the back of his neck back down to your level. A noise of surprise escapes him and you take it as a chance to slip your tongue in his mouth.

Your body begins to heat up, his taking grabs and grips driving you insane.

“Fuck me.” You heave. Aaron pulls away from you, “Are you sure? You aren’t prepared well yet, and I don’t want to hurt you.” You smile softly. “As much as I appreciate your concern about me, I’ll let you know if there’s any discomfort, okay?”

Aaron thinks on your words for a moment, mulling them about in his brain before relenting at the feeling of your sweet, tempting hands stroking his bare chest.

“You always have to keep me on my toes, don’t you?” 

“That was in the agreement.” You bite playfully. He snorts and rolls his eyes, but sits up once more to unbutton his pants. 

With what feels like forever, he’s finally bare for your hungry eyes and clambering on top of you.

Resuming his old position, he wraps your legs around his waist, the tip of his cock poking at your slit. The two of you shiver at the feeling.

“Are you sure about this, sweetheart? You know I don’t mind eating you out; I’m in no rush.” Your cheeks turn warm at his crudeness. “I’m sure, baby. I need you. Now.” With one final search of your face, he begins to push forward.

Your breath catches in your throat and you hold on to his muscular biceps. Your eyes flutter shut at the full feeling of him, your legs trembling and stomach tightening. 

The first initial stretch hurts of course, but with a minute of laying there adjusting to Aaron’s size as he delivers very stimulating circles on your clit to distract you from the discomfort, you find yourself loosening up.

“Move.” You grunted quietly. 

Aaron’s jaw is set tight, the vein in his forehead slightly bulging when he proceeds to thrust experimentally. Your lips roll in between your teeth to hold back the whorish moan that threatens to practically barrel out of you. 

He does it again, and again, and again, until all of his self control is thrown out the window and the only thing he can think of is you; of how tight you are around him.

“It feels so good, baby. So, so good…” You babble, your hands reaching up to grip the armrest of the couch for more leverage. “I know honey, I know. ‘M gonna get deeper, okay?” Aaron groans. You nod wildly, a bead of sweat dripping down the side of your face.

He steadies himself on the knee placed on the couch, lifting your legs up so either one sits on his big, broad shoulders. 

The change in position caused your back to arch, your mouth dropping open into an ‘o’ shape as you struggled to keep your head on straight.“Mphm! You’re so - you’re so deep.” You cried out, tears brimming on your eyelashes. “I know I am, baby. But you can take it right?”

“Mhm! I can! I know I can!” 

“You can take it because you’re mine right? Because you’re my good girl?” 

His praise pushes you dangerously close to the edge, and you’re honestly convinced that the crescent shape of your nails will leave an imprint on the material forever. The couch cushions stick to your skin like glue, the so of skin hitting skin resounded throughout the room lewdly.

A hand lightly slapped your face, your cheeks squeezed between his fingers, puckering slightly.

“I asked you a question, didn't I sweetheart?”

“You did, you did! ‘M sorry. ‘M your good girl, please.”

What you were begging for, you didn’t know; was it mercy? Was it a desperate call for your sanity? Whatever it was could wait, because you were going to cum.

“Gah! God, Aaron, ‘m gonna cum! Help me cum, please.” You begged again. “I got you honey.”

Aaron’s hand slithered down your body before landing on your clit, a calloused thumb drawing it around in firm circles. Your body moved and convulsed violently, your moans growing in volume – you’re sure you’re going to receive a noise complaint in the mail later.

That coil in your stomach threatened to snap, and all you could think to say was, “Cum with me?” 

To be frank, Aaron was ready to cum a few thrusts before, but he was always one to prolong his pleasure if that meant satisfying you.

“Of - of course.” He stuttered, his dominance slowly slipping away from him.

Aaron bent forward just a little more to test how far he could push you, and though you were sure your muscles were going to ache when everything died down, but God, this was so, so worth it.

“F- fuck!” You swore as you came.

Everything disappeared for a moment besides the sound of Aaron’s guttural groan that sounded more like a loud, long-drawn-out whimper than anything when he came too.

You were slowly brought back to reality by Aaron massaging your sore muscles, gently twisting them and rubbing out any potential knots that threatened to form. You knew he'd disappear in a minute to grab something to wipe you down with, but you couldn’t seem to find it within your post orgasmic bliss to care.

“Mm, that’s nice.” You rasped, your eyelids fluttering open to face your disheveled boyfriend. His hair was all out of place in the best way possible, his bare body shining in a clear sheen of sweat. If you weren’t so tired, you think you’d jump straight to a round two.

“I’m sure,” Aaron’s voice was just as hoarse as yours. “I think I pushed your body a bit too far.”

“Don’t get started, Aaron.” You chided lightly. “It was perfect, okay? You were perfect. Now get up here.” 

You dragged him from where he was and laid his body on top of yours.

“Down.” You demanded playfully. “I’m heavy, honey.”

“Don’t care.” You exaggerated the ‘don’t’ and pulled the rest of him down.

“I want to lay like this for a minute.”

“Alright,” Aaron nodded to himself. “I can do a minute.”

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Feel free to recommend me some more fics! If there is any author that doesn't want their work on here pls let me know and ill remove it. Series are at the bottom. Be warned for spoilers. I will not be adding spoiler warings so tread lightly. please lmk if links arent working

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all i need to hear by @wildflowerluver

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: aaron’s comfort is all you need

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a solitary mistake by @luveline

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: You're not sure you're ready to come back. Hotch has total faith in you. Or, your transition back into the team after your abduction doesn't go as smoothly as you'd hoped. 

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bad ideas (and good results) by @hotchscvm

genre: slight angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: after aaron’s rejection, you enlist spencer’s help to make him jealous.

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Better Days by @/ssahoodrathotchner

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: Aaron gets shot and you reflect on your relationship while waiting for him to wake up in the hospital

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Brooklyn Baby by @amorechris

genre: fluff, gn reader(?), bau reader | summary: After a case that hit close to you, not only were the victims paper copy of you, and you had taken on a very heated standoff with the unsub. When you all return to quantico you are greeted with another case, however your boss seems to have a soft spot for you.

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cologne by @/kryptonitejelly

genre: fluff, gn but kinda fem reader (?), bau reader | summary: where the team find out about your relationship through some cologne

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coddled by @astrophileous

genre: slight angst, gn reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary:maybe him lowkey coddling reader when she gets hurt shortly during a case shortly after they start dating? Maybe the team wasn’t aware until they saw him fret this much when he had never done it to this level in the past? | tw/warings: mentions of injury, hospitals, traffic accident

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caught by @/hotch-stufff

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: they have been dating in a secret for like a year and the team discovers about them being in a relationship after drinking night out (the team without aaron and y/n meet up in a bar, which is next to a fancy restaurant and they will see them through the glass enjoying themselves. and bcs they are kinda drunk, they go inside and confront them about it

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Caring by @ssaaaronmontgomery

genre: angst, fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: Just imagine a heated argument between hotch and reader with “why do you even care?” and “because i care about you, okay!?”

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cough medicine by @ssahotchnerr

genre: fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: aaron and jack are sick so reader takes care of them

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Child's Play . ii by @yuly

genre: angst, gn reader, established relationship | summary: Hailey’s attitude towards you results in an unexpected argument between you and Aaron.

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cooking up trouble by @/ssahotchnerr

genre: fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: Thinking about reader asking Jack what Aaron’s favorite meal is and then reader surprising him by making it when he comes back from a case?

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Combat training by @kryptonitejelly

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: Where you and Aaron are dating, and you do your combat training with everyone but Aaron.

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dr. by @/kryptonitejelly

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, doctor reader | summary: I was wondering that you could write a Aaron Hotchner x reader but the reader is a doctor and the team don’t know that you exist until hotch one day gets hurt and took to their hospital.

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deserving by @happiest-hotch

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader | summary: Aaron has a rough day being a dad, and you reassure him that he is very deserving of your family

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Divulgence by @laurensprentiss

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: You get more than you bargained for when a certain somebody reveals your relationship with your boss to the team.

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don't leave by @show-your-fangs

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship| summary: I hate seeing sad Hotch but what about Hotch being sad and feeling he’s inadequate but reader does a BIG/GRAND gesture and hotch is floored and becomes like cute puppy hotch and is all like

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do you mean it? by @helmihotchner

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: reader and Aaron are going through a rough patch in their relationship but no one in the team knows abt them. this is how it unwinds | notes: there is not a part two yet

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family by @/luveline

genre: fluff, fem reader, pregnant reader | summary: hi can i request girl dad!aaron i am such a sucker for him, anything would be amazing thank you so much

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frozen by @/thewulf

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader | summary: Aaron has a new neighbor, a sweet young woman. There's something between them. She new in the city and he invites her when he has the team over for a bbq...

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forehead kisses by @zvdvdlvr

genre: fluff, gn reader | summary: imagine him kissing you on the forehead when he finally convinces you to get some sleep after you've been injured in the field. Or when you get home from a long case and you're finally standing together in the privacy of your own kitchen just having a little moment or when you're sick and he checks your temperature by pressing his lips to your forehead

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Gone viral, gone wrong by @perpetuallyconfused10

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: Imagine Garcia "screaming" about a video, telling the whole team about it (except Hotch and Reader), and that video is on tiktok. When they spill something about the video, Hotch and Reader ask which video they're referring to, not knowing it's from a tiktok account where the person makes videos on Hotch x Reader (like edits taken from some interview where they look at each other, slightly touches and things like that) and it's a whole profile with a lot of videos like that! So the whole team teases them and they obviously like eachother!!

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gold star by @honeypiehotchner

genre: fluff, fem reader, teacher reader | summary: You’re Jack’s teacher and Aaron is basically your nemesis. Until he’s not. (Kinda enemies to lovers?)

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honey by @/luveline

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: you faint on the job and worry your unit chief

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hotch by @/kryptonitejelly

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: When Aaron realises after 3 years of dating and 1 being married, that you still have him saved as “Hotch”

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hotchner frown by @/kryptonitejelly

genre: fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: I have always imagined the reader sort of ‘mocking’ Hotch when he’s sporting the Hotchner™️ frown (like she pouts her lip and furrows her brows just like him) and he hates to admit that he finds it funny, well I can imagine the reader doing the same for their baby girl when she’s also frowny and she looks just like Hotch doing it, it’s truly trademark of the Hotchners and the reader is always SO delighted by it

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if things go bad by @/luveline

genre: angst, fem reader | summary: when an unknown intruder breaks into your apartment, you call hotch. he races to make it to you in time. | tw/warnings: home invasion, assault, attempted sexual assault, reader is badly hurt/held at gunpoint

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in the dark . ii by @/winterscaptain

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: But can you do a hotch x new bau member? Like her and hotch are already a thing and they try to keep it hidden (and they do for a like a month) before someone makes the connection.

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I won't let go by @0and0its0doctor0

genre: angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: You wake up thinking everything is perfect. In reality you've been stabbed. | tw/warnings: blood, stabbing

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I Wanna Hold Your Hand by @/reidscanehand

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: hotch knows surprisingly a lot about you or hotch having a very obvious crush on you

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Jealous? . ii by @slutforsilverfoxes

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: BAU!reader being married to Hotch but keeping her maiden name in the field to avoid assumptions and judgment. The team knows, obviously, but then a former colleague of Aaron’s from the Seattle office happens to be in town for a conference and wants to catch up over a drink. You can’t help but tease him, of course

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little family by @/wildflowerluver

genre: fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: Aaron stays at work later than expected (typical lmao) and s/o is watching Jack and he walks into his apartment and finds the two of them cuddled up on the couch/his bed asleep waiting for him

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Lover, Please Stay by @/ssahoodrathotchner

genre: angst, slight fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: you get shot and Hotch worries about you while trying to keep it together. 

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make up by @inkdrinkerworld

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: hotch and reader who've had a fight so he's testy and short fused with the team all day till david/emily call you to tell you to come over to the bau and sort it out so he's not so difficult to work with

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Pretty Girl by @thewulf

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader, slight bau reader | summary: Aaron Hotchner x F!Reader where the reader is actually a criminology or psychology professor and is good friends with Spencer...

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Protective by @headkiss

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: I LOVE the idea of protective Hotch constantly having an eye out for younger bau!agent who’s literally sunshine personified and the complete opposite of him!! Do u think u could write something along the lines of that—maybe him protecting her from something or just their dynamic?

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reckless by @ptersparkers

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: After two years with the BAU, you get the feeling that Aaron Hotchner isn’t your biggest fan. That’s too bad, because you really like him. | tw/warnings: reader gets kidnapped

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Realization by @writtenbysprout

genre: fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: waking up without you beside him gives him a fright

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Really hot boyfriend by @/kryptonitejelly

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: When you told the BAU girls your really hot mystery boyfriend would come pick you all up, because Sergio can’t drive.

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smiley by @/luveline

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: when they're on the jet, yn is smiling a lot at her phone so the team starts to tease her because the think that she has a mysterious boyfriend. and she does, but he's sitting right next to her and he's also wondering who's making her smile like that since it's clearly not him

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spoiled plan by @tinyluvs

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Could you do reader being pregnant with Hotch’s baby but she accidentally blurts it out to the whole team, Hotch included at the same time? Thank you if you do!

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steady hand by @/headkiss

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: hotch catches you at the worst times, but you’re not mad about it. or: 4 times you need hotch’s help +1 time he needs yours.

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sick of maybe by @/luveline

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader, newly established relationship, hurt | summary: You worry your boyfriend is ashamed of you. This is very much not the case. Or, 5 times Hotch hid your relationship (+1 time he didn’t).

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sharing by @/wildflowerluver

genre: fluff, fem reader, | summary: 3 times aaron shares his clothes with you | tw/warnings: nsfw mentions, aftercare, injury, case details

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sick by @/luveline

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: bau!gf who desperately tries to hide the fact that she’s sick even when she’s burning up and can’t keep her eyes open, and Hotch who just wants to take care of her!!

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sir by @/thewulf

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader, adhd reader | summary: Do you think you could do a Hotch x ADHD reader where they are energetic and talkative all day since Aaron came back from a tough case. With the constant questions and comments Aaron gets irritated due to stress and says something like “can you be quiet for 5 seconds please” or “enough with the stupid questions, it’s annoying” and the reader ends up talking less with him and only responds with short answers and they try to suppress their ADHD ticks around him.

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sleep by @/kryptonitejelly

genre: fluff, gn reader | summary: Hi!! can i request a blurb for reader falling asleep on hotch? like where they're not together, just best friends and have lots of feelings for each other and reader just is so tired she falls asleep on his shoulder or lap and he just kisses her forehead and lovingly teases her about it later?

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secrets by @happiest-hotch

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: secrets get revealed after reader gets shhot | tw/warnings: gunshot injury, mention of blood

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secrets by @/ssahoodrathotchner

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: you and Aaron keep your relationship a secret. well, it’s a secret until the team finds out.

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soft spot by @greg-montgomery

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: Please just the team telling r about HOW MUCH OF A SOFT SPOT AARON HAS FOR THEM like god he’s literally such a grouch to Morgan and prentiss but he kisses the ground you walk on and they’re like BESTIE GET A GRIP HES WRAPPED AROJND YOUR FINGER bc reader is convinced he doesn’t share their feelings and he’s just being polite

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something more by @headkiss

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader, friends to lovers | summary: you and aaron are friends with feelings more obvious than you think. or: 5 times the team suspects you and hotch are dating +1 time they know it.

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suspicious . ii by @/greg-montgomery

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: bau groupchat with Jack stealing your phone and answering all the questions about you and hotch (and the fact that you're together rn)

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Snippets of Our Life by @hotch-stufff

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, reid reader, doctor reader | summary: You and Aaron’s relationship through visits to the hospital.

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Secret admirer . ii by @/greg-montgomery

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: bau!reader coming to work and finding a sticky note with puns about coffee not knowing its from hotch. every time he watches from his office just to see her giggle

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Some Kind of Love . ii by @ssahoodrathotchner

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: Aaron comes to work with a cold and you make it your mission to take care of him

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team building by @ddejavvu

genre: fluff, slight angst, gn reader, bau reader | summary: Summary: Hotch whisks you away for a team-building session after you reveal to him that your short time at the BAU hasn't been quite enough to assimilate you into the group. You have a wonderful time, you're just confused as to why he leaves the rest of your team behind.

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to be enough by @the-modernmary

genre: angst, fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: During a movie night with your boyfriend Aaron, you accidentally stumbled onto his old wedding video, and it makes you wonder if you could ever compete with his first love?

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Too Hot, Hotch Damn by @imaginethebau

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: There was an imagine for telling Garcia Hotch put’s the “Hot” in Hotchner and for Hotch to pick the reader up from a bar after they’ve been drinking. This fulfills both

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the mark of a lover by @/wildflowerluver

genre: fluff, fem reader | summary: 5 times aaron had to adjust to physical affection and the 1 time he accepts it

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The Goodness, Love by @reidscanehand

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Hotch comes out of WISTEC and there are a lot of unsaid feelings

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the scent of home by @htchnr

genre: fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: Aaron comes home broken, so you do what you do best, you take care of him. slowly piecing him back together.

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the shimmer in your eyes by @reidersspencer

genre: angst, fluff, gn reader(?), bau reader | summary: aaron hotchner, the person you cant get along with, tells you his darkest secret in what he thinks may be his last moments | tw/warnings: injury, criminal mind things

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will you be my valentine? by @/honeypiehotchner

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Each time a new member of the BAU figured out Hotch had feelings for you…and when he finally told you.

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"Who did this to you?" by @headkiss

genre: fluff, gn reader | summary: I’d love to see a “Who did this to you?” Hotch x femreader piece if you’re still taking suggestions! | tw: blood and broken nose

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with my life by @/thewulf

genre: angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Hotch x Bau!reader where readers boyfriend turns out to be the unsub. Maybe like a case where the bau gets attacked and threatened personally and the unsub generally knows alot abt them...

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under the weather by @/ssahotchnerr

genre: fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: Reader being sick, but still doing domestic things around the house and Aaron has to force the reader into bed to get some rest

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Unexpectedly by @/thewulf

genre: angst, bau reader, fem reader | summary: The reader is a member of BAU, but nobody knows her dark past. She's running from her abusive ex. Once he hurt her so bad (fractured skull, several severe injuries) he left her to die in their apartment. Nowadays she keeps that past hidden, as good as she can... | tw/warnings: Abuse. Both physical and mental. General Criminal Minds TW – talk of blood/gore/death/stabbing etc. AGE GAP between reader and Hotchner, reader is implied to be younger 25-35.

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undercover by @/kryptonitejelly

genre: slight fluff, angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Hotch and BAU!reader are married, but the team doesn’t know? They always pretend like they don’t like each other, but then something happens (idk what exactly), and Aaron gets all soft and worried for his wife, and the team learns about their marriage?

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unexpected by @/kryptonitejelly

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: i was wondering if you could write something where the reader is talking with the team, maybe with all of them maybe some, and they're discussing about how the reader is crazy about hotch and hotch accidentally overhears???

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Unwanted Attention by @emberfrostlovesloki

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Having to travel to the middle of nowhere Ohio for a serial killer was bad enough, add to the fact that the local LEOs are looking a little too hard at JJ, Emily, and _y/n_ was seriously testing Aaron’s resolve.

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Whiplash by @/ddejavvu

genre: angst, fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary:  You receive minor injuries in a car crash that Hotch manufactures to get a killer off the road. Despite having saved the day, he feels guilty for hurting you, and your professional relationship quickly spirals into something more.

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yours by @/kryptonitejelly

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: i have brain rot for Hotch’s secret relationship with BAU!reader being exposed trope (bonus points if Jack exposes them) pls help me get through this

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Your Girl by @/kryptonitejelly

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Hotch and the reader aren't together yet but he (and everyone else on the team) have noticed that the reader has really started to gravitate towards him? Like in high anxiety situations or just in general the reader is always closest to hotch or looking to him for permission or comfort? he's just obviously become the readers favorite person.

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Your Son by @/greg-montgomery

genre: fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: imagine jack being sick and aaron coming in to check on him but jack asking for you and referring to you for the first time as mom. something along the lines of "can you ask mom to come lay down with me?"

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You’re Losing Me by @natashasfilms

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader, lovers to exes to lovers | summary: Dating a colleague has always been an exhilarating experience. However, as you reach a point where you’re ready to take the relationship further after spending years together, doubts start to creep in. You begin questioning whether you’re the only one putting effort into saving something that seems to be slowly fading away. | tw/warnings: drowning, criminal mind things

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You're Losing Me . ii by @14buddy22

genre: angst, fem reader, established relationship | summary: Aaron will always put the bau before you and you have to come to terms with that

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✧ A Joyful Future by @winterscaptain

genre: fluff, angst, fem/gn reader, bau reader | summary: follow readers journey of becoming a bau agent and falling for their boss | notes: this is such a good and well written series!! These can be read as oneshots or as a series, so have fun!! Also some chapters have smut so be wary

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✧ cross the line by @hufflepuffhaze

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: longtime colleagues aaron hotchner and y/n’s working relationship quickly develops into something more…and everything changes when their rendezvous are exposed within the bureau. | notes: most likely discontinued

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✧ learning to trust . ii . iii . iv . v by @svu-ncis-criminalminds

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Things with your boss were becoming complicated, but they became even more complicated when an Unsub sought you out and began targeting you. Can a relationship that hasn't even officially begun survive this?

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✧ Profiling 101 by @little-diable

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader | summary: The reader enrolls in professor Hotchner's class "Profiling 101", a man she has always looked up to, a man who treats her like an asshole from day one. Will her need for academic validation manage to push the two closer together? Will her bright mind push her into the world of Aaron Hotchner and the BAU team? Will he manage to keep his distance before the world he tries to protect her from can get its grasp on her?

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✦ Right where you left me . ii . iii by @mischiefmanaged71

genre: angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Did you hear about the girl who was ripped from a fantasy with only a few words?

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✦ While you were sleeping . ii . iii by @/reidscanehand

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader | summary: while you were sleeping but aaron hotch and spencer reid

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more this way —-> aaron hotchner . ii

#♡ — fics #Aaron hotch x reader #Aaron hotch fluff #Aaron hotch angst #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner angst #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds angst #criminal minds fluff

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I have lots of smutty thoughts:

John Shelby is secretly a kinky fck with a massive dom side that would put Tommy to shame

Sirius Black is the biggest sub and has cum just by eating you eat out multiple times

Hotch is really vanilla until he meets you and realizes how absolutely filthy you are it ends with him taking a week off just so you two can fck uninterrupted and discover every kink he didn’t know he had

Omggg. I’ve put a ‘read more’ thing cos this is a bit longer!

Send smutty thoughts about fictional men x

John Shelby is one kinky motherfucker, and he’s definitely dominant in AND out of the bedroom. He adores rough, filthy sex, and loves seeing his cum splatters on your body, be it your belly, ass, tits, thighs, whatever. But what really makes him feral is seeing his cum seeping out from your cunt. Fuck, it gets him hard all over again, only this time he’ll fuck you through several orgasms, as even if he’s hard, it’ll be a while before he cums again. Not that you’re complaining obv. Definitely one to grab your cheeks and force you to look at him, telling his pretty girl that she’s gonna cum on his cock over and over, till he’s done with you, that his good girl can take it, can’t she?

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Sirius black can be such a sub, and he’s definitely got a bratty streak to him. He’d DEFINITELY cum from eating you out, grinding his hips into the bed, rutting like a horny little puppy. Rather fitting really. His eyes would roll back so much, but when you do see his actual irises and pupils, his pupils are blown so wide they almost eclipse his irises completely. And his pale face is flushed the prettiest pink, a little sheen of sweat glistening on his forehead, his black hair sticking to his face as he dives deeper into your cunt, hardly stopping breathe.

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Aaron Hotchner is rather vanilla, given he and Hailey didn’t experiment much. Not that that means he’s bad at sex- I envisage him as someone who wants to make sure his girl finishes at least once or twice before he even thinks of his own release. But when you approach him, your face aflame and barely able to hold eye contact, about your filthy fantasies, he’s taken aback. But hearing that you want him to overpower you, to slap you around a little, to have complete control over your pleasure, you bet your ass he’s doing his research. Absolute consent king. And thus ensues a rather extensive regime of kink exploration, discovering what gets the two of you going.

#smutty thoughts about fictional men #Aaron hotchner smut #Aaron hotchner x reader #Aaron hotchner thoughts #John Shelby x reader #John Shelby smut #John Shelby thoughts #sirius black x reader #Sirius black smut #Sirius black thoughts #Harry Potter thoughts #pesky blinders thoughts #criminal minds thoughts

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could we do hothners daughter (10-13) in there when hailey dies, and when she sees hotch just jumps into hos arms so so fast! you can end there or do like a time skip where shes getting nightmares and just sleeps with het dad as he comforts her!!! love your writting🤍

Aaron Hotchner x Daughter reader

Request : could we do hothners daughter (10-13) in there when hailey dies, and when she sees hotch just jumps into hos arms so so fast! you can end there or do like a time skip where shes getting nightmares and just sleeps with het dad as he comforts her!!! love your writting🤍

So sorry for not updating for a while, I finally have a week off from college to write!

I do love writing Aaron Hotchner x child readers.

Lots of angst in this one like usual

Third person pov...

They were supposed to be safe from Foyet. Haley, Jack and 12 year old Y/N where in witness protection, Y/N was out with her Mum and Brother.

Jack and Y/N are walking together when Haleys phone goes off, stopping she gasps making Y/N look up at her Mum worried. "What's wrong mum?" She asks, Haley looks down at her daughter and tries not to cry.

She couldn't tell her kids their dad was dead. She smiles at her ans brushes her hair off her forehead. "Nothing sweetie but we have to get home quickly" she tells her daughter, the three get back to their car and drive home.

Once they get to their own home Haley sends Jack and Y/N off to play in the living room while she waits for the new marshal to appear.

Aftwr a couple of minutes Y/N stood up to go to the bathroom, as she left the door bell went, Haley answered it and in came George Foyet.

Y/N had begged her dad to show her what Foyet looked like just incase before they went into witness protection.

As Y/N walked back to the living room she heard a man's voice, she didn't recognise it. Tiptoeing silently towards the door she looked through a crack in it and gasps at the man.

"Foyet" she whispers to herself, the killer was currently playing with her little brother while her mum stood infront of them. Haley makes eye contact with her daughter.

She shakes her head slightly, telling her daughter to stay out of the living room, Y/N nods and hears her mum talk to someone on the phone.

"Aaron your okay?" Gaps Haley, Y/N eyes widened it was her Dad. Her parents talk a while with Foyet looking over at them a couple times.

"Haley, are Y/N and Jack there?" He asks

"Yes, Aaron what is going on?" Asks Haley, Hotch hesitates "hes Foyet, he's there to kill you, I'm sorry I couldn't stop him Haley" Says Hotch voice full of emotion.

Haley holds back her tears as Aaron tell Jack to 'work the case with him' Jack leaves the room running into Y/N who helps him hide before going back to her mum.

On her way back downstairs she goes into the kicken and grabs one of the big kichen knifes, hiding it in her waistband the 13 year old goes to the living room.

Suddenly three gunshots are heard, Y/Ns eyes widen with horror she runs back downstairs into living room and slams the door open forgetting about Foyet.

She cries with anguish as she spots her mum on the floor lifeless. "Mum! No nono you can't die no Mummy!" She cries hugging the body tightly.

The phone next to her is silent, the team had beeb listening into it, Hotch hates how sad his daughters voice sounds through the phone.

As she hugs her mum she feels a tap on the shoudler, wide eyed she jumps back away from her mum and away from tjr killer.

"Well well well, what have we here Hotchs daughter, cute thing you are" he tells the girl, shaking in fear Y/N stands up facing the man.

"You killed her you bastard!" She screams tears rolling down her eyes as she watched the sick basterd smirk at her. "I did, you and your brother will be next!" He yells before trying to grab her.

Y/N ducks and moves towards the door, she had to keep him downstairs. Turning around she looks for something to throw and remembers the knife in her waistband.

Holding it put at arms length she keeps the man infront of her. "You wknt find him I won't let you" she tells the man, Foyet on smirks and walks towards the teen.

Suddenly Y/N wakes up screaming murder, she whips her head around the dark room still screaming. Legs tangled in thr sheets the young girl desperately tries to stand up and run.

Her door is then opened and the light switched on, standing in the doorway was her Dad. Seeing his daughter crying and panicking he jumps into action.

He makes sure she sees its him before moving towards the 14 year old, it had been 2 year since the death of her mum and facing the reaper.

Every night she gets horrible vivid night terrors of that day, she hasn't be able to sleep since. Hotch begins to comfort his distraught daughter.

The man runs over to his daughter and sits on the bed holding his daughters hands tightly in his giving her pressure to help ground her.

"N/N its me its Dad, your safe remember the reaper is dead, he can't hurt you anymore." He tells the girl, Y/N shakes her head and cries in his arms.

Holding her tightly he's reminded of that day...

It wasn't until half an hour later when he arrived at his own home, dread filled his heart as walked inside to see his exwife shot.

Suddenly the sounds of grunting and screaming could be hear, the man sprint off if the direction and sees his daughter fighting for her life against Foyet.

"Y/N!" He yells emptying his clip into Foyet, when he was down Y/N leaps into her Dads arms and cries she cries and cries and cries.

It took a while for her to be okay and let go of her Dad, after that she was taken out of school for a few months to recover and started seeing a shrink.

Since then Y/N hadn't been the same, rocking back and forth Hotch rubs a comforting hand up his daughter back.

Slowly her breathing returned to normal and she could breath again. "Dad?" She calls, Hotch hums and continues comforting her. "C-can I sleep with you tonight?" She asks

Hotch kisses he forehead. "Of course you can sweetie" he whispers before picking her up and wrapping her in her blankets, they then leave her room Hotch turns off thr light and walk to his room.

As they do they walk past Jack's room, Hotch was lucky Jack had been staying with Jessica while he looked after Y/N, he didn't want him to have to listen to her screaming all night.

When they got to his room he pulled back the coverd and tucked his little girl in before getting in beside her, once he was under the covers Y/N curls up against her dad and falls into a finally restful sleep.

Smiling softly Hotch wishes her good night and falls into a dreamless sleep.

The end!

Hope you liked this oenshot, so sorry for the wait, as usual sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes!

Requests are open!

Word count: 1233

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Criminal Minds Masterlist - Series

NOTE: If you have any fic suggestions feel free to write me! Updated: 14.01.2024 🔞 = mature ✔ = completed Other masterlists: mother masterlist, Criminal Minds Masterlist - One Shots/Drabbles

BAU

✔ The Sinner by @leo-gold-hotchner​​

↳ Chapters: 7/7

Aaron Hotchner

Child’s Play by @yuly​

↳ “Hailey’s attitude towards you results in an unexpected argument between you and Aaron.”

↳ Chapters: 3/?

Spencer Reid

🔞 ✔ Porn Star Dancing by @reidsbtch​​​​​​​

↳ “Spencer is cleared to return to the field a month after getting out of prison. But he hasn’t been the same since he came back. Reader is devastated that her best friend (and secret love of her life) has turned against her. A case forces reader to go undercover as a stripper, causing some long awaited sexual tension between the pair. ”

↳ Chapters: 2/2

#smut #angst #fluff #fic rec #masterlist #x reader #imagine #bau #criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #aaron hotch #aaron hotchner

[freckles-things]

Signs of the Past

Summary: A new case at a high school, a young girl with an uncanny resemblance to one Aaron Hotchner and a revelation that shakes up both of their lives.

Requested by: @duruxoxo (I hope it’s what you had in mind. I’m sorry that it took me so long!)

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x daughter!reader; BAU Team x reader (platonic)

Warnings: Jack and Hailey don’t exist in this one, case typical violence, mention of death/killing

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Agent Aaron Hotchner, the stoic leader of the Behavioural Analysis Unit, sat at his desk, pouring over case files. The team was investigating a series of disturbing incidents revolving around the disappearance of high school students as well as staff. Reports indicated that women and girls who worked at or went to the same school were targeted, and the disappearance of the third girl had finally triggered their involvement. So, the team had gathered around the conference room, exchanging theories and discussing possible suspects and motives. JJ was currently pinning the pictures of the three missing girls and women to the whiteboard, while Spencer wrote some of the keywords they’d gathered for each underneath them. Rossi was looking at the folder containing information about possible suspects while Prentiss went through a list of former and current teaching staff. Derek was going through the list and pictures of the entire student body, trying to suss out if one of them could be responsible and who could possibly be the next victim.

„Hey Bossman, found a picture of your mini-me. You sure that you don’t have a kid? The resemblance is kinda uncanny, she’s got the Hotchner-Stare“, he suddenly spoke up, gaze fixed on one of the pictures of a young girl.

Hotch furrowed his brow at the ridiculous statement but accepted the picture, obviously taken from a yearbook, nonetheless. The rest of the team curiously gathered around him to catch a glimpse. He had to admit that the girl had a certain familiarity about her. He couldn’t quite place it, but he could see what Derek meant. If he didn’t know better, if he were a stranger looking at the picture, he might have come to the same conclusion. As it was, he pushed the photo back towards Morgan with a slight shake of his head.

„Concentrate. We want to get the UNSUB before there’s a fourth victim.“

Derek just shrugged and continued his search through the list while the rest of the team went back to their respective tasks as well.

„He’s right though, the resemblance is uncanny“, Rossi commented absentmindedly. Hotch just cleared his throat and pointedly looked at the folder laying in front of Dave.

In the end, the search through the mountain of documents didn’t bring any new knowledge, nor did it give them a lead. There was just one single thing that stood out to them, and that was the school itself as the connection between all of the victims. With nothing else to investigate, the team decided to make their way to the school to gather information first hand and to speak to the students and the staff.

It was a slow process. The number of kids they had to talk with was ridiculously high, and the teaching staff wasn’t very forthcoming either. The team had only gotten two unused classrooms for the interviews, so the pace they were going at was infuriatingly slow to all of them. They all knew how crucial the timing was, that a single hour could make a difference between life and death. Quite literally, in this case. Hotch could see the frustration on his teams face as the teaching staff didn’t give them the required information under the pretence of data security. He could see how Derek physically restrained himself from yelling, how Emily was close to losing her patience or how Spencer’s gaze flickered to the clock above the door every other minute, the nervous tapping against his leg getting more pronounced as time went on.

"We're done with interviews," Hotch announced suddenly to the startled looks of his team as well as the deputy headmistress they were currently in the middle of questioning.

"This obviously leads us nowhere. The staff won't cooperate, the number of students is simply too high. We're wasting time. Time the victims don't have."

He could see Rossi nodding approvingly and hear JJ's relieved sigh.

"We're going to divide ourselves. Emily and Derek, JJ and Rossi. Reid, you're with me. We're going to attend classes. Go in, spend a few minutes in the back of the room, and see if you can spot anything suspicious or noteworthy. If someone catches your eye, either question them immediately or write down their names for later. We're going to meet up here at lunch and see what we've got then."

The team nodded, and the pairs hastily left the stuffy classroom, coordinating which team would visit which classes as they went. It took Hotch five interrupted lessons until his eye caught something noteworthy. It was the girl Derek had pointed out over her resemblance to him. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Spencer watching her, too. He watched how she leaned towards the boy sitting beside her, the way her eyebrows furrowed the exact same way his own did when he questioned something. Her face mostly serious, except for a slight quirk of her lips. Hotch shook his head and forced himself to survey the rest of the class. He didn't notice anything suspicious and, after a few minutes, exchanged a small nod with Reid, both moving to leave the room again.

"The resemblance was already uncanny in the picture that Derek had earlier. But seeing her mannerisms, she really is the female version of you. Biologically speaking, that is almost impossible considering she's not related to you. The likelihood of such a close resemblance in appearance and behaviour of two people worldwide is roughly 1%." Spencer immediately launched into a fascinated rant about genetics and statistics, but Hotch didn't really pay attention. His mind still preoccupied by the girl, Y/N, herself.

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It took them almost until noon before they’d checked in on all classes, made a list of everything that had been noteworthy or suspicious, and discussed it all. Going by the similarities of the victims, they were able to make out three students who might be the perpetrators' next targets. After another hour of discussion and theorising within the team, they were nearly a hundred per cent sure that Charlotte Jones was the most likely target of them. Emily was tasked to keep an eye on her and to get some more information, while Spencer and Derek started to interview the list of students and teachers, who had appeared to be suspicious. Rossi and JJ were tasked with taking another look around the school, while Hotch would wait for the information gathered by Prentiss. It only took her around 20 minutes before he received a list of names consisting of friends and acquaintances that were worth questioning.

He tasked one of the teaching stuff with collecting the required people while settling in the second classroom. The first six friends of Charlotte had no insights to offer, and while it wasn’t their fault, Hotch felt like banging his head on the table. Taking a deep breath, he called out for the next person to enter the room.

The door opened, and a girl took a few steps into the room. Hotch immediately realised it was Y/N. Her eyes met his, and her mouth opened slightly in astonishment and surprise. It was barely noticeable, and Hotch would have missed it if he didn't have the same habit.

"Please take a seat," he said gently while motioning towards the chair opposite of him. Her expression turned neutral again as she moved closer and did as asked.

"If you'd please state your full name for the protocol."

"Y/N Bennett," she softly answered. "Why am I being questioned?"

Hotch leaned back into his chair, ignoring the feeling of recognition at her last name for now, and gifted her with a rare smile to reassure her.

"I'm Supervisory Special Agent Aaron Hotchner. I work with the Behavioural Analysis Unit at the FBI. We're here because in the past two weeks, three girls and women have gone missing. Two of which were later found dead. We've been informed by some of the students that you are good friends with Charlotte Jones?"

Y/N's eyebrows furrowed again, her brown eyes meeting his without hesitation.

"Charlotte and I have known each other for years. We went to Little League together and have been friends ever since. But what does she have to do with this? She's one of the kindest people I know. She'd never hurt anyone."

"We think that she is the perpetrators next target. We already spoke with her and one of my colleagues is currently with her to make sure that she is safe", her shoulders, which had tensed at his explanation, relaxed a little with the knowledge that her friend was taken care of. "Did you, by any chance, know any of the first three victims?", he asked while presenting her with three pictures.

She leaned forward, giving the photographs a closer look before pointing at the first and last one. "Mrs. Williams worked in the school library in the afternoons, I didn't know her very well, though. And Amy had just transferred schools after her parents had to move states because of work." When she leaned back into her own chair, eerily mirroring Hotch's own pose, she narrowed her eyes again.

"They're dead?", she asked softly. The question took him aback, having expected the news to have reached the student body.

"You didn't know?" Her eyes drifted to the pictures again, shoulders slightly hunching in on herself, sadness now predominant in her face.

"No", she whispered. "Mrs. Davis, the headmistress, informed us at the last student meeting that Mrs. Williams was taking time off because of a family emergency and that Amy had had the opportunity to participate in an international sports competition. No one knew."

"I am sorry", Hotch gently said while his brain was working through all possible scenarios as to why the headmistress might have lied to staff and students - it would explain why no one was able to give them any information though. "If I'd know that you hadn't been aware, I wouldn't have sprung it onto you like that."

The corner of her lips quirked slightly as she assured him that it was alright.

"We were looking for a connection between all of the victims, and it seems you just might have pointed us in the right direction."

He gratefully dismissed her and called for the team to join him in the room, waiting until they'd all settled down.

"Did your mini-me have something interesting for us?", Derek smirked at him.

"She did. Apparently, Mrs. Davis never told anyone about the deaths of the victims. She made up excuses like family emergencies or sports competitions as the reason why people were missing." He could see the second his team understood the implications of what he'd said.

"She had a connection to all three victims as well as our suspected next targets," JJ muttered.

"And she's in the perfect position to hide what's going on. I'm sure she told the staff not to give out the information we required. And no one would question the reasons for the victims' absences when they are explained by the headmistress herself." Emily continued slowly.

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As the team left the room, determination and purpose filling their movements, Hotch called Rossi to stay back for a second.

"Will you be able to handle the arrest without me?", Hotch asked quietly.

Dave mustered him for a moment, his gaze piercing before his face split into a mischievous grin: "I guess you have some private matter to discuss with the mother of our lovely Y/N?"

Hotch blanched at his words, which just made Dave laugh at his reaction.

"We're not blind, Aaron. The resemblance is uncanny, too uncanny. And it's not just her looks. It's the way she carries herself and interacts with others. She's literally a female version of you. And you've been preoccupied ever since you spoke with her for the interview. I guess you recognised her last name?"

He just nodded and sighed: "Yes. Chloe and I had been a couple for nearly four years when we both received job offers at the opposite ends of the country. LA and Washington don't mix too well, but neither of us wanted to decline. We found that we both wanted different things in life and decided to split up on friendly terms. She never told me she was pregnant, and I'd like to believe that she would have since we stayed in contact for some time. I just - I want to know if she's mine."

Dave nodded, his warm hand squeezing his shoulder reassuringly while meeting his eyes.

"I think you already know the answer. Go and talk to her. We can handle Mrs. Davis. We'll meet you here afterwards, alright?"

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He felt a bit like an asshole when he once again tasked one of the teaching staff to please collect one of the students. He paced up and down the classroom while he waited, nervously wringing his hands. He had no idea how to approach this matter. He never expected this to happen. How the hell was he going to explain this situation? When he turned around again, he stopped dead in his tracks. At the other end of the room stood Y/N.

Hotch couldn't tear his gaze away from her. His heart swelled with a mixture of joy and sorrow, realizing the years he had missed with his daughter while simultaneously being so grateful to get a chance to experience a connection he never thought he would. He felt an overwhelming need to bridge the gap between them, to make up for lost time, but he knew that he couldn’t just spring this onto her. Chloe hadn’t been very forthcoming in their conversation, she’d just confirmed that Y/N was indeed his and that after their breakup, when she hadn’t yet known that she was pregnant, she didn’t want to tie him down with a child. She didn’t react to his own argument that he’d had a right to know that he had a child, nor did she answer him when he asked what she’d told Y/N about her father. Their talk had barely lasted five minutes, on the front porch of the little house Chloe and Y/N lived in since she’d refused him entrance as soon as she’d recognised him.

Now, being back at the school, standing in the stuffy classroom again, for once in his life, he didn’t know how to approach the subject. Rossi, with his usually perceptive ways, had instantly recognised his facial expression as he’d come back, ushering the rest of the team out to get a late lunch after their successful arrest of Mrs. Davis. Y/N had arrived just as his colleagues left, now standing opposite him with her arms crossed over her chest and unrelentingly staring at him across the room.

Before he had a chance to say anything, she took a step towards him, her face set into a stony, neutral expression: “So, are you going to tell me why you just left mom and me to fend for ourselves?”

For the first time in a long time, Hotch wasn’t sure how to respond or react. He opened his mouth just to close it again.

“You didn’t think I wouldn’t notice, did you? I’m not that stupid. We look almost exactly the same. How big is the likelihood of that? And when I called mom earlier, she confirmed it. So, have you got anything to say or not?” She gave him approximately three seconds to respond before she turned around and moved back towards the door.

Seeing her reach for the door handle spurred his brain back into gear, realising that this most likely was his only chance to make this right and that Chloe apparently hadn’t talked about him very favourably.

“Y/N, wait, please. Let me explain”, his voice came out gentle and quieter than he had intended it to. It made her pause, though, which he counted as a slight win. She turned back towards him, shoulders tense and face still carefully neutral.

“Alright. I don’t really feel like it, but you’ve got 5 minutes, Agent Hotchner.”

He couldn’t completely hide his wince at her choice of address but nodded in acceptance. Hotch took a moment to collect his thoughts, trying to decide how to start his explanation.

“You did notice correctly. And I know that you’re probably less than inclined to believe me right now, but I can assure you that it was as much of a surprise for me as it was for you”, he decided to ignore her unbelieving snort in favour of continuing with his explanation. “Your mother and I were a couple around 17 years ago. We had been together for almost four years, getting to know each other at school and then going on to study at the same university. We’d both graduated at the same time and had plans to move in together when we both received promising job offers. Chloe had a chance at getting her dream job in LA while I had a very promising offer in Washington. We sat down together to talk about it and found that neither of us was willing to decline their offer and that our general ideas for the future differed quite a lot. So, in the end, we decided that we should split up on amicable terms rather than wait until our relationship fell apart. I didn’t know your mother was pregnant and, when I spoke to her earlier, she told me that she hadn’t known either at the time.”

He kept his voice purposefully soft, paying attention to not letting the frustration at her mother bleed through.

“That’s not what I’ve heard”, was the only thing she said. He couldn’t make out any emotion on her face, which frustrated him to no end. He distantly wondered if his colleagues ever felt the same towards him. He felt helpless. He could do no more than try and explain the situation. He was aware that it sounded unlikely and ridiculous, especially if she’s been told something else entirely her entire life. Yet he wanted to be part of her life so badly. He’d already missed so many years. She was 16 years old, after all, nearly a grown woman already. And he felt slightly sick when he thought about all the things, all the first times in her life he had unwittingly missed. Yet, without really knowing her, he felt undeniably proud of the person she’d become. Throughout the day, from what the team was able to observe, she was quite intelligent, polite, kind, and gladly helped other’s out or stood up for them when they couldn’t do it themselves.

Maybe it was something about the expression on his face, but her stance softened just the tiniest bit. A sigh escaped her lips.

“I don’t know if you’re telling the truth. I don’t know a lot of things right now. To be honest, I feel way out of my depth. I never thought I’d find out who my father was. I think I need some time to sort through all of this”, he noticed that she also kept her tone of voice carefully neutral.

Hotch nodded in understanding. It would have been naive and foolish to think that she’d instantly accept everything she’d just learned today. Not only had she found out that two people she knew had been killed by a person, who was supposed to keep her and the rest of the students and staff safe, and that one of her closest friend had nearly turned out to be the next victim. She also, surprisingly and without any warning, had come face to face with a father she’d never expected to meet as well as having to sort through two entirely different stories of what had happened. The very foundation of her life had been shaken up within a day. A place where she should have felt safe no longer did. Her understanding of her family and origin suddenly changed.

“I understand”, Hotch acknowledged gently. “I didn’t expect anything else. I wrote down my private number on one of my business cards. If you feel like you’ve worked through everything and want to stay in contact, you can call at any time.”

She slowly took the card he held out and carefully tucked it into her pocket, which Hotch counted as a positive sign. He hesitated for a second, not sure if he should say any more, but came to the conclusion that it couldn’t get much worse.

“I’m sure you have a lot of questions for your mother and for me as well. And I’m also sure that you might not want to hear this, but I wish I’d found out sooner that I have a daughter. I would have loved to be a part of your life before now. But I plan on being a part of your life for as long as you’ll have me. I will not force you to. If you decide that you never want to see me again, I will accept it. I don’t want to make your life any more difficult than it already is. But if you want me in your life, I’ll be there.”

Her brown eyes bored into his for a long moment before she simply nodded and left the room. Hotch continued to stand in the stuffy, bare classroom for quite some time. He knew that he couldn’t do much. He didn’t have the right to force himself into her life if she didn’t want him there. He would respect her decision. Even if it might break his heart. Because even if he’d only known her for barely a day, his heart was so full of his daughter, a daughter he didn’t knew he had, that he felt like it might burst any second.

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It was about a week later that Hotch was surprised by a knock on his front door on his day off. He had expected a lot of people on the other side of the door - maybe a salesperson or someone collecting for charity, some religious group, or a boy scout trying to sell cookies. He hadn’t however expected to come face to face with a very nervous looking Y/N. For a second, they just stared at each other before he suddenly found himself stumbling back a few steps as her smaller body barrelled into his, her arms wrapping around his waist.

Without thinking, he wrapped his arms around her back, hugging her close to his body. He felt how her shoulders shook underneath his hands and heard her sobs that were muffled against his shoulder. One of his hands came up to cup the back of her head, whispering soft words of comfort against her hair while his chin came to rest against her temple. He carefully moved them into the house and towards the living room, settling them down on the sofa. The hand on her back rubbed comforting circles into her skin, gently trying to calm her down enough to understand what was going on.

„Hush, sweetheart. Can you take a deep breath in with me? Very good. And now slowly breathe out alongside me. Just like that. And again…. You’re doing good, Y/N. I’m here. It’s going to be alright.“

With every deep breath and every muttered reassurance, she calmed down a little more until her breathing was almost back to normal. He continued to hug her close to his body, not wanting to be the first one to let go when she so obviously needed the support. It took her a few minutes before she slowly moved away from him, a bashful, almost embarrassed expression on her face.

He felt a deep-seated need to make her feel better, so he unthinkingly handed her his handkerchief. Y/N took it with a small quirk of her lips, cleaning her face and blowing her nose.

„You know that no one under 50 uses those, right?“, it was a very obvious attempt at lightening up the mood, but he gladly played along.

„People have found more creative ways to call me old, you know?“

She chuckled weakly, carefully placing the handkerchief on the coffee table before turning towards him again.

„I am sorry for just appearing here without calling first. It was just- I-“, she nervously picked at her clothes.

„I don’t mind, Y/N. You’re welcome here at any time. However you found out where I live…“

„I might have tried at the BAU first where your colleague helped me out. The Italian one. Agent Rossi, I think? He was really nice, gave me some of his Cannoli“, she smiles sheepishly.

„Definitely Agent Rossi“, he confirmed with a smile. „Though he usually doesn’t share his baked goods with anyone. He’s very protective over them.“

He mustered her for a moment before he sat up and leaned towards her.

„I am glad to see you. And as I said, you are welcome here any time. I won’t lie and say that I expected it, though. I expected you to call at some point. What happened?“

„The perceptivenesse comes with the job at the BAU, huh?“, she tried to deflect his question.

„I’d rather think that most people would come to the same conclusion if someone turns up at their doorstep crying“, he gently said, reaching our to squeeze her hand.

Y/N sighed softly and nodded in acknowledgement.

„I guess I owe you an explanation, huh?“

„You don’t owe me anything, Y/N. But I think you might feel better if you tell me what’s been going on.“

„Alright. I talked to Mom about everything, and at first, she stayed with the story she’s always told me. You know, that one day you just left us and that was it. But I thought about what you said to me, and she never elaborated on anything, and that felt a little weird. So, I sat her down and told her I wanted to know the truth. And-“, she stopped herself to take a deep breath, Hotch gently squeezing her hand in reassurance. „She finally told me that what you’d said was true. That you’d split, and she just never told you and I- I was just so angry at her for taking that experience away from me. For lying to me every time I’d asked, especially when I was still little and having a dad was all I’ve ever wanted. And she just shrugged like it was no big deal. And she didn’t even have a reason because it’s not like you treated her terribly or you separated on bad terms. And I couldn’t look at her anymore, and I may have Googled the BAU and just left, and then your colleague found me, and now I’m here.“

The last part of her explanation was said without her taking a single breath, and he could watch how her eyes glazed over with tears again and her lips pressed together in an effort to hold her emotions back. Hotch could only imagine how she felt with the entire situation. God knew he had been overwhelmed by it himself, and he was the adult who should know how to deal with it. But seeing her sitting there, trying to hide her emotions, broke him a little. So he did the only thing he could think of and pulled her back into his arms.

He could understand what she meant, just the tiniest bit. In never telling him that he had a daughter, Chloe had taken the experience of seeing his child grow up from him. He couldn’t watch her become the person she was today, couldn’t help her on the way, or give her little nudges in the right direction. He never held his little girl after a nightmare or celebrated a win at Little League with her, nor had he been able to teach her how to ride a bike or drive a car or make pancakes the way his grandmother had made them. Y/N, however, had been missing a part of her family history. A part of her understanding of where she was coming from. And from what she’d said, she apparently didn’t have anyone else filling in as a father figure in her life.

„It’s going to be alright, Y/N. I know that we both can’t get back the years that we’ve missed. But we can use all the time that we have left to get to know each other and build a relationship“, he gently carded his hand through her hair. „I’m 100% in as long as you want me in your life. And you are more than welcome to stay here with me for a while if you don’t want to face your Mom for a while. But I should call her and tell her you're safe so she doesn’t worry and knows where you are. And, as much as you might dread it right now, at one point, we should all sit down together and talk through the situation at hand.“

And that’s what he did. As soon as she’d felt a bit better, he’d called Chloe and let her know that Y/N was with him. She’d put up no resistance when he’d told her that she’d be staying with him for a few days to work through everything and that they should meet up to talk everything through.

He and Y/N spent the next few days getting to know each other. He leaned that she was planning on studying psychology and wanted to become a therapist, that she loved reading love poems but absolutely hated romance novels, loved strawberries but was allergic to them, that all her plants died all the time and that she loved crows. Hotch shared his grandmother’s pancake receipt with her, told her about his time before the BAU and why he decided to change jobs, talked a little about his team and what they did, shared his love for 80's music with her as well as his love for really badly written crime novels, where one knew from the beginning who the perpetrator was, and his very well hidden sweet tooth.

As days turned into weeks and months, the team welcomed the young girl with open arms as well. Even though she moved back to her mom’s house after they’d all talked, because she wanted to finish school there, she spent a lot of her weekends and free time either at Hotch’s or the BAU. With her interest in psychology, their work was fascinating to her. She quickly formed a unique bond with the team as well. Rossi, the fun uncle, who shared his food with her but no one else (though Y/N regularly sneaked Hotch some of Rossi’s baked goods after she learned of his fondness for sweet things). Emily turned into a bad-ass big sister who taught her some neat self-defense tricks and was eternally greatfull for Y/N’s help when it came to technology. Garcia and JJ, who regularly took her out for film nights or/and shopping sprees. Derek turned into a protective big brother, who had helped her and Hotch to modify her room at Hotch’s into her dream room with his skills as a carpenter. Spencer and her were often seen deep in discussion about some intellectual or psychological matter or bickering over a TV show. The prank war between them, that had started because they both had a different opinion on who the best Doctor was, was still regularly talked about by everyone in the BAU.

They all formed a special bond, one built on shared experiences, laughter, and understanding. Hotch and Y/N made every effort to make up for the lost years with shared love, support, and guidance.

The BAU became a second family to Y/N, offering a support system she had never known (and was more than practical when it came to her chosen career path). Within them, she found solace and strength. Hotch and Y/N both revelled in the small moments they shared, cherishing their newfound father-daughter relationship and having found a place in each other’s lives.

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Wonderful life.

Arron hotchner x Fem!reader

Sum- after hailey you spend more time with Jack and hotch leading up todating arron and it has been the best, but when your friends bring up to topic of sex the relationship might get better.

Cw smut - loss of virginity-oral fem reciv-fingering- praise dirty talk if you squint- unprotected -creampie

This fic is kinda long so if you wanna skip the fluff and get straight to the smut scroll down to the emojis. Leave a like!!

Dating Arron has been the best experience of your life even though you’ve only been with him romantically for 6 months you would come around the house and baby sit Jack while Arron was gone to work.

You were well aware of Hailey and you two would often go out with a few drinks after he got home. She would always talk about her feeling words Hotch and how she felt as if she and him werent all there anymore.

You would ask her why but she never understood until she told you that he had asked for a divorce and she agreed having the same mutual feelings.

When hailey died you were around Hotch and Jack more often almost every day in fact even sleeping over a few times. Jack had immediately latched onto you as the next mother figure. You would take him out for ice cream, go to the park, Arron even found you both asleep on the couch with Thomas the train on playing in the background. Being younger also helped letting you be more agile and being able to lift Jack up play more often with him.

“Good morning how was he trip?.” You ask walking into the kitchen pushing your hair back. You’d had stayed week at his place with Jack as he had a week long case.

Hotch turns around to see you in shorts and an oversized baseball t-shirt that he somehow recognizes.

“M-morning.” He can’t help but feel a ping in his heart an extra beat when he sees you.

“It was good no one what hurt sorry you stayed for so long…is that my shirt?” He says tilting his head.

“It’s alright and uh yeah sorry I ran outta shirts last night they were all in the washer I didn’t wanna rush back to my place I hope you don’t mind?” You say

“No not at all..keep it please.” He says his eyes wandering you body in a non creepy way.

“DADDY!” Jacks voice echos through the kitchen as he runs across the tile into hitch’s arm.

From that day on Hotch couldn’t imagine anything with out you. You would cloud his judgement at work finding him self thinking of you or looking at pictures of you and Jack. He even had a picture of you him and Jack on his desk in a macaroni Frame Jack had made.

When Mother’s Day came around that’s when Hotch had made up his mind. You had taken picked Jack up from school and he came out holding a tissue paper flower bouquet with a class craft card with a crayon drawing of you him and Arron on the paper.

“Jack…thank you you didn’t have to make me this?!” You say tears welling up in your eyes.

“Yes I did…you’re my mom.” He say. Hearing him say that but made you feel more love for him but a slight twinge of pain as he dosnt see Hailey as his mother anymore.

On the drive home he talks about the dinosaur he played with durning class naming all of them and thier color.

You and Jack walk into the house only for you to see Arron there fixing the flowers and balloons. He’s obviously come from work he’s still wearing his dress pants and his shirt is rolled up to his forearms which makes you weak.

“Daddy look what I made y/n!” Jack runs up his father showing him the fake flowers and card. You walk up to them looking around at the gifts and flowers and balloons all addressed to you.

“Hey you wanna go get those dinosaurs you were talking about?” You ask Jack he smiles and runs out of the room up stairs.

“Arron?” You ask now focusing on the elephant in the room.

“Just uh..happy Mother’s Day.” He says

“I-I’m not Jack mother.” You say

“You’re not the one who gave birth to him but you are sure as ever his mother, you’ve been there almost every single day for his entire life. Y/n…” he says taking your hands in his.

You look up at him a small smile runs across his face.

“I’ve fallen in love with you. When you stayed over that week I was gone-“ he begins

“That was months ago…” you trail off.

“Exactly you can say no I know it’s not in you biggest interest to be in a relationship but I-“

“Yes.” You say looking up to him bringing your hands up to his chest.

“What…”

“Yes.” You say already knowing what’s he’s gonna ask. He cups your face pulling you into him his lips pressing against yours as you share a kiss deep and and passionate.

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6 months later, that term or mention of sex never crossed yours or Arron’s mind, with Jack and him working a lot there’s wasn’t much time or energy. If either of you wanted sex he would always make sure you knew that you were in charge as having never had sex before is quite a scary moment.

He knows about your virginity. And respects you in every way possible. Of course there as sneaky touches here and there and make outs that are usually interrupted by Jack coming down stairs asking for water.

Out with Penelope jj and Emily you all sit at a table talking gossip about the guy who came over trying to tell you he was an fbi agent.

“So anyway y/n you and Hotch still going strong?” Emily asks

“Yes thank you very much.” You smile looking down into your drink.

“Any juciy deets you wanna spill?” She continues.

“You know that you’re talking about your boss right?” You ask

“Our boss your boyfriend. Boyfriend cancels out boss.” Pen laughs

“There’s nothing to discuss really we spend time we go out. I hangout with Jack..”

“Yeah but you don’t…you know?” Jj butts ins

“What?” You ask

“Sex?” She finishes her sentence.”

“N-no..besides I’ve never and you know that. I don’t know there not much time with Jack and his work I work from home so..” you say.

“Oh come on Jack is at science camp for another few days we don’t have a case should now be the perfect time?” Jj says

“We know you love with and we sure know he loves you in past you’ve said you’ve never gone steady becuase the guy was an ass and we can assure you Hotch is not and ass.” Penelope says.

You look over at Hotch drinking water while listening to Spencer ramble.

“Yeah…” you say

“You know what…yeah!!” You say more confidently.

“Yeah!” They all cheer making you giggle.

You get up and walk over to Hotch he looks at you with a smile placing his hand on your lower back.

“Can we go?” You ask.

The smile fades into a frown.

“You alright?” Hs asks looking over to you to the girls wondering if they’d hurt your feelings or something.

“I’m fine! I just..I wanna go.” You say looking up at him. He nods setting his cup down.

“Come on.” He says taking your hand. You wave to Spencer and your friends as you walk off with your lover.

Walking into his house has a weirder atmosphere with Jack not immediately running to say hello.

“You okay?” He asks helping you take off your jacket.

“Mhm.” You say tuning around to him wrapping your arms around his neck pulling his down to you in a kiss. He happily ablidges and kisses you back his hand gripping your waist.

💕💕💕

He groans into your lips as your hand grips the scruff of his neck. His hands move under your sweater only making you gasp out breaking contact with his lips.

“What’s wrong?” He asks.

“Y-you’re hands are freezing.” You giggle noting at the cold night air you’d both walked through.

“Aaron…” you trail off.

“Mm.” He replies his hands roaming your waist.

“Jack is gone..” you answer

“Mhm.” He replies once again

“You don’t have a case…”

“No..” he says

“The h-house is empty.” You say a large rush of heat pushes its way up to your face.

He removes on hand pressing it to your blushed cheek looking you in your eyes.

“Tell me what you want?” He says caressing you cheek with his thumb.

“Y-you.” You say he smiles pecking your lips.

“You gotta do better than that.” He says brushing his nose against your.

“Please, make love to me.” You say. He presses his lips back on yours again this time the kiss is more passionate. You slip out of your heels dropping you height back to normal. He companstes by pulling you up into his arms your legs wrapping around his waist as he Carrie’s you through the living room and up the stairs to the bedroom.

He places you on the bed and starts with removing his own shoes and unbuttoning his shirt before moving back to you. Your hands move up his chest feeling his toned body. You rember the first time you felt his skin under yours was at the beach when you put sun screen on him he was worried the scars and mark would turn you off or scare you but not at all.

His hands wander down your sides to the hem of your dress lifting it up and pulling it off over your head. Exposing your self in your panties and braless.

Before you can react he presses his lips to your neck while lifting your thigh to sit against his hip. Quickly finding the spot from before he kisses and sucks cussing a small moan to release from you mouth.

He cups your breast in his hand massage it making you whimper. He kisses down your chest to your stomach ending at the line of your panties the simple black underwear enough to make him hard in his pants.

He kisses along your inner thigh before looking up to you his hands on your waist.

“Can I take these off?” He asks gesturing at your undergarment.

“Yeah..” you say sheepishly.

Sitting up slightly he pats the side of your thigh.

“Lift for me.” He says and takes ahold of the side of your underwater. You lift your hips as the fabric is removed leaving you completely bare to him. Subconsciously you close your eyes and your arms move over your chest.

“Y/n…” Aaron speaks as you open your eyes you see he removed his shirt completely and his belt is gone.

“You alright? We can stop.” He reassures.

“I’m okay..” you say avoiding eye contact. A pro and con about dating a profiler is they can tell what’s wrong.

“Love.” He leans over to you.

“Hey..look at me.” He says you look at him as he places his hand on your cheek.

“It’s okay we can stop.” He says pure love and worry in his eyes as he waits for your answer.

“No I don’t want to im just..um”

“It’s okay to be scared.” He finishes for you.

“I want you to feel comfortable, okay? We’ll go very slow.” He says kissing your cheek.

“Hmm?” He asks when you don’t answer. He kisses your face again peppering them making you giggle.

“Okay okay.” You say looking up at him.

“Good. If I’m doing something wrong tell me okay?” He says

“Okay.” You nod his hand moves down between your bodies. You expect him to line himself up with you and press into you like in the movies but not at all your met with a pleasant feeling of his fingers pressing against your clit.

“Ah..” you moan out only to cover your mouth muffling the sound as he swirls your clit. It feels so much better him doing it that you yourself.

He kisses your hand before moving it off your mouth.

“I want to hear you. Tell me how you feel.” He says

“G-good.” You gasp as the motion picks up. He shifts his hand to press his middle finger into you. Having used your own before but his are much longer thicker and it’s only one.

“Ngh..” you let out as he angles it up pumping it in and out. He groans at the sight of you enjoying just one of his fingers.

To lost in the pleasures of him you don’t realize his face between your legs. Only when he slips in a second finger do you notice. His lips latch around your clit as his tongue plays with you. His two fingers angling up stroking the spongy spot in you.

“F-fuck..Aaron..” you moan out as you grip the bedsheets. A buildup forms in your stomach as you squirm helplessly into the bed only giving your boyfriend better access to your core.

He groans into you as your clench around his fingers is enough to cause you to cum. The snap of the band in the pit of your stomach cuases a rush of pleasure to surge through your body. Your fingers entangled themself in his hair.

He let up on you as to not over stimulate you. Your chest rises and falls heavily. He combats with light kisses along your body praising you for how well you did. How good you were for him. Although it’s meant to calm you down if riled you back up turning you on once more.

“Do you want to stop?” He aks

“No. No please, I want you.” You say.

He nods pulling back from you making you whine a small noise which makes him chuckle.

“Hold on sweetheart.” He says as he unbuttons his pants the obvious bulge stretching his pants. He lets his pants down taking his boxers with them exposing him fully to you.

You pale out the blood leaving your system as pure worry fills your emotions. His size is way larger than you thought. Once or twice you’ve accidentally run into him after a shower and you could see the slight outline or him. But as fully erect he’s intimidating.

You prop yourself up on your elbows worry leaving you as remeber what his fingers can do to you. Honier to know what his cock can do.

He crawls back into you.

“Look at me. If you want to stop or if anything hurt let me know I’ll stop.” He says

“I know. I trust you.” You say he nods looking down to your pussy again before lining up with you you feel his head touch your core making you flinch lightly. Hotch places his hand on your thigh caressing your skin soothing your fear.

“Relax it’s okay.” He says you listen to him getting off your elbows bracing your self by gripping the sheet beneath you.

He pushes the head past your folds you feel pressure but not pain. He pushes a bit more as you feel a stretch that becomes slightly painful.

“Ngh..a-Aaron w-wait.” You grip onto his arm stopping him.

“Okay.” He says stopping his movements waiting for you it takes a few seconds but finally you give him the play to move. He carfully pulls out slightly only to push back in. He does a few more times letting you adjust to his length before pushing In further and further until he fully inside you.

Your walls twitch can around him cock warming him for a bit before you tell him to move. So he does beginning to calmly thrust in and back.

Your cunt fully used to him he’s easily siding within you.

“H-harder Aaron please.” You whine looking up to him. A particularly hard thrust cuases a squeal to leave your lips as your nails dig into his back. He groans out as the feeling of you clenching down around him.

One hand gripping your breast while the other props himself up beside you. Some how his thrust hit deeper stroking against your g-spot. You clench around him making him groan deeply in your ear.

Noticing your pleasure from his actions he thrust up into you not pulling your thigh over his shoulder roughly thrusting up into you. You moan out in pleasure as he fucks up into you.

“Aaron! Ah.” You moan out as your nails scratch down his back. Making him groan and moan into your neck.

“I love you..fuck..I love you so much!” He kisses your neck sucking and marking you up.

“Ah..i- ah.” You try to reply but you can muster are sloppy moans as you grip his hair. The familiar build up from before is quick to snap making your cunt flutter and clench down around him. Making him more full than before.

Your back arches as you climax against him. With a few more sloppy thrust he grips the bed on either side of you scrunching the sheets as he meets his own finish.

“Ngh..f-fuck” he groans into you as he empties himself into your aching pussy. Your pants ragged as you smile his lips connecting with yours giving you a few smaller thrusts before he subsides and carefully pulls out of you peppers your face with kisses making you giggle pulling him closer to you.

“Stay here.” He says before pecking your lips and getting up. He pulls his boxers up covering his lower half before walking over to his drawer pulling out a shirt. Once he turns around he sees you sleep on the bed. Walking back over to you he carefully lifts you up and places the shirt over you before getting into the bed next to you.

He pulls you closer to him you immediately gripping onto him like a koala. He kisses you head before falling asleep himself.

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Fate's Gentle Nudge

Chapter 6: Unbreakable (part two)

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❀ 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: aaron hotchner x reader

❀ 𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: fluff, fluff, angst, happy ending

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Emily and Derek return an hour later, and Emily hands Y/N a bag with some of her clothes and essentials.

"Sorry that I had to go through your stuff," Emily apologizes.

"Are you kidding me? You guys are my heroes right now," Y/N smiles at her with appreciation.

At the same time, Derek informs Aaron that the apartment is clear, with no signs of forced entry or anyone being inside.

"Did Garcia find something new?" Derek asks.

"No, she didn't. The security camera was a dead end, and there are no other leads," Aaron responds with a frustrated sigh.

"Then, for now, we can't do anything but keep her safe, Aaron."

"I know, whether I like it or not, we have to wait for now," Aaron answers, looking through the glass of his office where Y/N is talking to Emily.

Aaron and Y/N spend the rest of the time in his office. She looks around at his trophies, awards, and pictures while he works on some papers. She asks questions about things she finds interesting, and he always answers. She walks around his desk and stands beside him, taking the framed baby picture of Jack and coos, “he was so tiny.”

Aaron puts his pen down, slings his arm around her waist, and rests his head on her stomach. “Yes, he was. Every time I picked him up, I would get scared. He seemed so fragile,” he says.

Y/N takes the frame next to it into her hand, a picture of Jack and Hailey, and says softly, “She was so beautiful. She resembles Jack a lot.”

“Yes, she was, and she was a great mom. So selfless and loving.”

"You must miss her a lot," she says, caressing his hair.

"I do, but we were separated long before she passed. And I can't say that I was home most of the time during our marriage. I made a lot of mistakes with her that I regret now. But mostly, I'm sad that Jack has to grow up without her."

“You didn’t know any better. You couldn’t imagine that things would go this way. And Jack, he is incredible. You are raising him to be a great person,” Y/N reassures him.

Aaron looks up at her and says, “I know, I am not the same person I was then. And I don’t intend on making the same mistakes I did with Haley. I can’t mess this up with you, and I can’t lose you.”

She puts the frame down and cups his face, whispering, “I’m right here, and you won’t lose me,” before she kisses him tenderly.

Her growling stomach interrupts their kiss, and he chuckles as her cheeks turn red. He stands up, gives her a kiss on her rosy cheeks, and says, "I’ll get us some food.”

Aaron walks up to the glass window and looks down into the bullpen. Most of the team has already left, including Emily, who offered to take Y/N home with her. However, Aaron wanted Y/N to stay with him as long as possible and assured her that he would drop her off later.

“Let’s get you to Penelope, Derek is probably there too. They can keep an eye on you until I get back. I need to talk to Strauss too before she leaves.”

“Why can’t I wait in your office until you come back? We are in the FBI building, Aaron. What could happen here?” She asks, confused.

He walks up to her, holding her hand. “You, my love, won’t be alone until we find out who that person is. Not even for a second,” he says in a sweet voice and leads her out of his office to Garcia's.

Penelope's door is already open as they enter, and to their surprise, it's JJ who's sitting there with Penelope.

"Guys, can I leave Y/N with you for a little?" Aaron asks.

"Of course! Come into my casa," Penelope instantly agrees, pushing a chair toward Y/N.

"I'll be back soon. Have you girls had dinner?" Aaron inquires.

"Yes, we're good, Hotch. Thanks," JJ replies. Aaron nods, then turns around and leaves the three women settled in Penelope's office.

"I'm sorry that you guys have to play babysitter", Y/N apologizes as she sits down. JJ looks at Y/N with a warm smile. "You don't need to apologize, Y/N. It's not a problem at all. We're more than happy to have you here."

Penelope chimes in excitedly, her eyes sparkling. "And we've been dying to meet you finally. You and Hotch, are adorable together!"

Y/N blushes a bit at the mention of her relationship with Aaron. JJ leans in a bit, her curiosity getting the best of her. "How did you two meet?"

Y/N smiles at the memory. "We met at a parents night. Jack's previous teacher had a baby and I replaced her."

Penelope remembers the time Y/N brought Jack to the office and how they briefly met. "I remember when you brought Jack here. He's such a sweet kid. You seemed really nice back then, too."

Y/N nods. "Thank you. Jack adores the team. He's always talking about everyone."

"Does Jack know about you two?" JJ asks curiously.

"No, he doesn't. Not yet at least. All this is a little complicated because I’m his teacher, that's why we were really reluctant at the beginning," she explains. JJ nods understandingly. "I can imagine it's not an easy situation to navigate. But from what we've seen, you and Aaron seem really happy together." Penelope adds with a knowing grin, "Love always finds a way, right? So how is Hotch as a boyfriend,”she asks shamelessly and the three share a laugh, and Y/N feels grateful for their support and friendly curiosity.

Later, Aaron and Y/N have a quiet dinner together in his office. As the night grows late, they make their way to Emily's place and she welcomes them warmly and shows Y/N the guest room, leaving them alone for a private moment.

In the middle of the room, Y/N hugs Aaron, her emotions a mix of gratitude and concern. "I wanted to ask you something," she begins.

Aaron, holding her close, responds, "Of course, sweetheart. What do you need?"

Y/N sighs, her worry evident in her eyes. "Liz has been calling me all day. She knows something is up, but I didn't tell her, like you said. But you know how she is, she's worried, and she's threatened multiple times that she'll just come over to my place. Can I please tell her what's going on?"

Aaron considers this carefully and Y/N adds, "I'm telling you if she goes over to my place and I'm not there, and I haven't told her where I am, she will storm the FBI building next."

Aaron smiles softly, though there's a hint of concern. "I know you're joking, but I'm also worried you're not," he chuckles. "Okay, fine, you can tell her."

"Thanks, honey," she says, giving him a grateful kiss. "You should go. It's getting late and Jack should see you before he goes to bed." Their shared concern for Jack is palpable as they part ways for the night.

Y/N changes into comfortable clothes and joins Emily in the kitchen, where Sergio, Emily's cat, has taken a liking to her lap. She dials Liz's number and answers, trying to calm down her frantic friend. Emily prepares tea for both of them, listening to Y/N's side of the conversation.

Liz's voice on the other end is filled with anxiety and desperation. Y/N does her best to reassure her. "I'm safe, Liz. This is the safest place I can be right now, and I have the best agent watching over me," she says with a playful smile at Emily.

As Y/N continues to speak with Liz, it's clear that her friend is not easily swayed. Y/N protests Liz's insistence to come over, but Liz remains determined. Y/N finally hands the phone over to Emily with an apologetic look. "She wants to talk to you," she says softly.

Y/N is left in confusion as Emily communicates with Liz on the phone, only hearing vague responses from Emily like "yes" and "no." Emily finally ends the call and Y/N watches as she texts something on her phone, then hands it back to Y/N.

Y/N looks puzzled. "What just happened?" she asks.

Emily sighs. "Your friend is scary, and I just texted her the address. She's coming over."

Y/N's eyes widen in disbelief. "What the hell did she tell you?"

Emily shakes her head. "I don't think I can repeat that," she says with a bemused expression.

Not long after Liz arrives and Emily buzzes her in. "I'll kill Aaron the next time I see him. How could he stop you from telling me right away," Liz exclaims, engulfing Y/N in a bone crushing hug.

Y/N chuckles. "Maybe you shouldn't threaten an FBI agent in front of his friend and colleague," she jokes, playfully nodding toward Emily, who stands nearby.

Liz smirks and turns to Emily. "And you must be Agent Prentiss," she says, looking Emily up and down with a raised brow, her tone slightly challenging.

Emily doesn't back down. "And you need to be on the FBI watchlist," she counters with a playful smirk. "I'll get you guys some drinks. Go get comfortable," Emily says, heading off to the kitchen, leaving the two friends to catch up.

Liz turns around and mouths a silent "OMG" to Y/N. "Why didn't you tell me how hot she is? I wouldn't have been that harsh on her," she says, and Y/N laughs, pulling her towards the living room.

The three of them sit together, discussing everything that happened that day. Emily explains the usual procedures in their line of work, and Y/N can't help but notice the glances Emily and Liz exchange throughout the night, making a mental note to tease them both about it later. It's already the middle of the night, when Liz decides to head home, and they all stand at the door saying their goodbyes.

"Are you sure you can make it home? It's already late so feel free to stay," Emily suggests.

"I'm a big girl, Agent. And if you're trying to get me into your bed, at least buy me dinner first," Liz says in a suggestively low voice, poking Emily on the chest, before walking out the door, leaving Emily open-mouthed. Y/N bursts into laughter at Emily's reaction, thoroughly entertained by the exchange.

Unable to shake off the creepy feeling that had haunted her earlier in the day, Y/N finds it difficult to fall asleep. Alone in the quiet of the night, her mind races with thoughts. Grateful that Emily had packed her laptop and journal, she distracts herself until sunrise.

In the morning, Y/N makes a call to the school, informing them that she won't be able to come to work for the week. Midweek, the team receives a new case, and Y/N can't help but feel guilty that Aaron and Emily are staying behind to watch over her. Though she understands it's for her own safety, she can't shake the feeling of being confined in the apartment. The days drag on, and she feels like a burden, especially since no new messages or threats have been made. She cries a few times, once into Aaron's shoulder, finding solace in his comforting embrace as he reassures her how much he loves her and that she's not a burden at all.

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On Friday morning, Jack enters the kitchen still in his pajamas. Aaron, while preparing breakfast, notices his son's unhappy expression.

"Why haven't you changed, buddy?" Aaron asks, looking at Jack with a raised eyebrow.

"Dad, I don't want to go to school today," Jack protests. Aaron looks at him with a raised eyebrow. Jack typically loves going to school and has never refused before. Aaron picks him up and sets him on the kitchen counter so they are at eye level.

"Why? Aren't you feeling good?" Aaron looks directly into his son's eyes, waiting for an explanation, his expression a mixture of curiosity and worry.

"No, I'm fine," he just answers still not giving him a real explanation.

"Then why don't you want to go, buddy?" he asks lovingly and ruffles his hair.

"Miss Y/L/N is sick, and she wasn't in school the whole week. It's no fun when she's not there," Jack explains, and a warm feeling spreads through Aaron's chest.

He places a gentle hand on his son's shoulder and speaks with comforting warmth. "Don't worry, bud. I'm sure Miss Y/L/N will be back at school soon. Sometimes people get a little sick, she'll be fine."

“But is she really really bad sick?" Jack asks, concerned.

"I don't know, but I don't think so," he reassures Jack, patting his shoulder gently.

"But aren’t you supposed to know?" Jack asks in an almost accusing tone.

"What do you mean, how would I know?" Aaron asks back, confused.

"Aren’t boyfriends supposed to know when their girlfriends are sick?" Jack asks as if it's the most obvious question, and Aaron can only look at him with an open mouth.

"What are you talking about, bud? Where do you get the idea that I’m her boyfriend?” Aaron asks so caught off guard.

"Dad," Jack protests with a whine, "I’ve known for a while now."

Aaron sees no point in denying but still confused he asks, "What… how?"

"Dad, I’m not 5 anymore, I’m almost 8," Jack explains with a serious expression, resembling Aarons, "You ask about her every day after school. And then you smile really big. And when you see her, you look at her all funny and stuff."

"I guess you’re right, my big guy and little profiler," Aaron says and pulls him into an embrace. He steps back and asks, “And you are alright with this?”

“Yes, Miss Y/L/N is the best. But I want her to come back to school already,” he whines.

"She will, honey, really soon," Aaron promises, "but until then, you still need to go to school, or she will be really upset." He carries Jack to his room to get him ready for the day, their bond stronger than ever.

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After dropping Jack off at school, Aaron makes his way to the headquarters. The team returned last night after a thankfully short case. Rossi joins him in his office for a morning coffee.

"How is she holding up?" He asks about Y/N.

"Slowly going crazy in Emily's apartment, but at least she's safe."

"I'll suggest something, and I know you won't like it, but just hear me out. What if she just returns back to her normal life,"

"So she becomes a target, Dave? No, definitely no."

"She won't be a target if we’re all around. We can take turns again and watch her. You'll be by her side most of the time anyway. Without any new leads, we will not make any progress, and you know that."

Aaron considers this idea, realizing it might be a way to keep Y/N safe while not making her feel like she's in hiding.

Aaron listens to Rossi's suggestion, clearly conflicted. After a moment of contemplation, he finally responds, "I don't like the idea of putting her in harm's way, Dave, but if it's the only way we can move forward, then I'll talk to her about it."

Rossi nods, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Let's hope this stalker reveals themselves soon so we can put an end to all of this."

Later in the day, Aaron goes over to Emily's apartment. It was Spencer's turn to watch over her. He thanks him for keeping her company, and Y/N hugs him goodbye before he leaves.

"That's new," Aaron says, pointing at the closed door Spencer just left.

Y/N looks puzzled. "What's new?"

"He usually doesn't hug people, especially the ones he's not close with."

They go over to the kitchen, and Y/N puts the coffee mugs into the dishwasher as Aaron takes a seat at the kitchen island.

"So, I wanted to talk to you about something," Aaron begins.

Y/N hums in response, encouraging him to continue.

"We don't have any new leads or threats, and Dave suggested something."

Y/N turns around, closes the dishwasher, and sits down beside him, her curiosity piqued.

"He's thinking that maybe it’s the best you return to your daily routine."

Her eyes light up with enthusiasm. "Yes, yes, Aaron, please, I’m suffocating in here."

Aaron hesitates, his worry still evident. "I know you want to get out of here, but I'm so worried that something will happen."

Y/N leans in closer, her expression earnest. "Please, Aaron, let's do it. I don't want to sound ungrateful for all the things you guys are doing for me, but I'll go insane if I stay here any longer. I feel helpless and like the biggest burden to everyone."

Aaron sighs, giving in to her pleas. "If this person is really stalking you, we should try some of your usual activities."

Y/N immediately throws her arms around his neck, grateful that he is giving in.

"But," Aaron continues, "if we do this, you will follow my every order, okay? We can't risk putting you in danger."

Y/N playfully teases him, "Yes, my big, strong FBI agent, anything you say, sir."

“Stop it”, Aaron's smile widens and he pokes her sides. "Jack told me to say hello to you and that he misses you."

"Aww, I miss him too, but wait...” Y/N's expression shifts to one of surprise, “why is Jack telling you to tell me?"

Aaron hesitates before answering, "Well, he kind of figured out that we're dating."

Y/N's eyes widen in shock. "He did what!?"

"The school told them that you're sick, and he asked me how you're feeling. I said I don't know, and he scolded me for not knowing how my girlfriend is feeling," Aaron explains with a grin.

Y/N looks at him, blinking away the shock, and bursts out laughing. Aaron watches Y/N's reaction with a mixture of amusement and affection. Her laughter fills the room, and he can't help but chuckle along with her.

Y/N continues to laugh, her eyes sparkling with glee. "I can't believe he figured it out, and I can't believe he scolded you!"

Their laughter fills the room, temporarily pushing aside the worries about the stalker that have been hanging over them.

Y/N's laughter subsides, and she smiles warmly at Aaron. "Thank you for telling him, even if it was unintentional. It means a lot."

Aaron reaches out and takes her hand, his gaze locked onto hers. "Y/N, I would've never kept our relationship a secret anyways, if the circumstances were different. So I'm really happy that he knows actually."

She leans over and gives him a tender kiss before asking enthusiastically, “So when can I go back to my place?”

“Let’s pack up, and I'll drive you over.”

She immediately jumps up and almost sprints to the guest room, starting to pack up her things. Before she leaves, she takes a piece of paper and writes Emily a note expressing her gratitude for everything Emily did, adds Lizzie's number at the end with a tiny heart, and pins the note on the fridge.

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After almost a week Y/N finally returns to her apartment. Aaron is right beside her when she unlocks the door but he can’t help but notice the subtle shake in her hands. She steps in and lets out a breath she felt like she was holding. Nothing is unchanged, exactly like she had left it on Monday.

“You ok?”, Aaron asks putting her bag on the couch.

Y/N takes a moment to look around her apartment, her heart still pounding from a mix of anxiety and relief. She turns to Aaron with a faint smile.

"Yeah, I think I'm okay," she replies, though her voice still carries a trace of unease. "It's just... strange being back here… I don’t know."

Aaron steps closer to her, his protective instincts still in full force. He wraps his arms around her and holds her close.

"We'll make sure everything's safe, Y/N," he reassures her. "And if anything feels off or you get even the slightest bit uncomfortable, you call me immediately, okay?"

She nods, feeling comforted by his presence. "Okay, Aaron, I promise."

They spend the next hour checking the security of her apartment, ensuring all windows and locks are secure. Aaron insists on it, even though Emily and Derek have already double-checked everything.

Finally, when they're satisfied that her place is as safe as it can be, Aaron pulls her into another warm embrace.

"Now that Jack already knows about us, you could stay at my place you know," Aaron suggests, his concern for her safety still evident.

"I know, baby, but I missed my home so much. And even if he knows, let's not put too much change on him at once," Y/N responds with a soft smile, her eyes reflecting the exhaustion of the past week.

Aaron knows she's right, she always is, but he can't bring himself to leave her alone.

"Alright," he concedes with a sigh, "but I want you to promise me something." Y/N looks at him attentively, waiting for his request.

"If anything feels off, even the slightest bit, you tell me or call me immediately, okay? I don't care what time it is or how trivial it seems. Your safety is my top priority."

She nods, understanding the seriousness of his request. "I promise, Aaron."

His face breaks into a warm smile as he says, "Let me take you out on a date." "Right now?" she asks, a hint of surprise in her voice.

"Yes, why not," Aaron replies. "Dave said to do our usual activities. We had to cancel our dinner date, so why not go now? I'll be by your side the whole time."

Y/N's eyes sparkle with excitement. "So where are you taking me?" she asks, her fingers lightly playing with the collar of his shirt.

"Well, since we're making up for the canceled dinner date, I was thinking of taking you to that Italian place you love so much. How does that sound?" Aaron suggests with a charming smile.

Her face lights up at the mention of her favorite Italian restaurant. "That sounds perfect, Aaron. I'll go get ready."

Y/N heads to her bedroom and quickly rummages through her closet. She chooses a long black elegant dress and slips into black stilettos. Not wanting to keep Aaron waiting for long, she swiftly curls her hair, creating natural waves, and expertly applies her makeup. She knows Aaron appreciates it when she wears jewelry, always commenting how much it suits her, so she carefully selects some pieces to complete her look.

Minutes later, she emerges from her bedroom and Aaron can't help but be captivated by her beauty as she walks up to him.

Aaron stands up, his eyes filled with admiration as he takes Y/N's hand. "You look stunning, my love," he murmurs, planting a gentle kiss on her knuckles.

"Thank you," she chuckles softly and steps closer to him. Her hands find their way to his shoulders, sliding down to his tie. Aaron looks at her with curious eyes as she slowly loosens his tie and removes it entirely. With a skillful hand, she opens the first button of his shirt, her fingers adjusting his collar with a playful yet affectionate smile.

"Now we are ready," she says, her fingers gently patting his chest. They both grab their coats and head out for their long-awaited date.

At the Italian restaurant, soft candlelight flickers on the cozy table for two. They enjoy a delicious meal of pasta and wine, engaging in conversations filled with laughter and love. Aaron can't help but admire Y/N's smile, her eyes sparkling in the intimate ambiance of the restaurant.

After dinner, they take a leisurely walk through a nearby park, holding hands under the starry night sky. The city's hustle and bustle fade into the background as they savor each other's company, cherishing the simplicity of the moment. It feels nice to pretend that everything is alright, forgetting their worries for a short time.

As their date comes to an end, they stop by a gelato shop for a sweet treat. Sharing a scoop of their favorite flavors, they talk about their dreams and the future.

Aaron's insistence on staying over at Y/N's apartment prevails, and they settle into the comfortable atmosphere. As they get ready for bed, Aaron admits, "You know, I've missed being here with you. It feels like we haven't had a moment to ourselves in a while."

Y/N smiles and nods. "I've missed it too honey."

He gently cups her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin. "Well, tonight, we have this place all to ourselves. Anything special you'd like to do?", he asks with a mischievous smirk. She leans into his touch, her voice playful. "Hmm, I could think about one or two things." Aaron grins and pulls her into a warm embrace. "That's what I was hoping you'd say."

In the middle of the night, Y/N stirs and finds Aaron wide awake, standing at the window, arms crossed, looking outside. She sits up in bed, covering herself with the sheets. "What are you doing?" she asks in her sleepy voice.

Aaron turns to her, a faint hint of worry in his eyes. "It's nothing, go back to sleep, my love."

She can sense that something is bothering him. Y/N protests softly, "Aaron," as she stands up, pulling the sheets close around her. Aaron's distant gaze worries Y/N as she joins him by the window. Wrapping her arms around herself, she leans against him, trying to see what has caught his attention. They both gaze outside at the quiet, dimly lit street. The moonlight paints a serene landscape, but Aaron's expression remains pensive.

“Talk to me please”, her voice filled with concern. He takes a deep breath, his eyes still fixed outside.

“I can't help but think about the stalker, Y/N. I know we've been taking precautions, but I can't shake this feeling of helplessness."

Y/N turns her gaze to the street outside, and in the dim light, she sees nothing unusual. "You've done everything you can to keep me safe," she reassures him. "We're together, and we have the team looking out for us."

Aaron holds her a little tighter, afraid that she might slip away. "I know, it's just... I can't help but worry about you."

She notices a black SUV parked outside, similar to Aaron's but clearly not his car.

"Did you put agents outside to watch my apartment?" Y/N asks, with curiosity in her voice.

Aaron nods, his arms wrapped around her as they stand near the window. "I told you we'll have someone watching over you until we find this person."

She turns around in his arms, her expression puzzled. "Then why are you not in bed with me, If someone is already watching the street?”

A smile tugs at Aaron's lips, and he doesn't need further encouragement. He lets her lead him back to bed, the worries of the night momentarily forgotten as they seek solace in each other's arms.

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The next morning, Aaron and Y/N are having breakfast together and he's trying to convince her to come to Jack's soccer game, knowing she's hesitant about it.

"Using your son to manipulate me like this, Hotchner is just dirty," she says playfully, giving him a teasing, dark look.

Aaron chuckles, always enjoying her playful banter. "Come on, it will be fun, and..."

She raises an eyebrow, completing his sentence. "And you'll be able to keep an eye on me."

He nods with a smile. "And yeah, maybe that too."

"But isn't it dangerous for the kids if I'm there and the stalker shows up?" she asks with concern.

Aaron reassures her, "According to our profile, no, it won't be. There were no signs of violence or new threats at all. So we don't think there will be a lashing out towards anyone else."

"Okay, if you say so," she replies, still somewhat hesitant.

"I do," he says, giving her a gentle peck on the lips. "And also, I can finally show you off as my girlfriend, now that Jack knows."

Y/N lets out a soft laugh, her resistance melting away as Aaron's sincerity and Jack's longing tug at her heart.

Y/N smiles, unable to resist his charm. "Fine, fine, you win. I'll come to Jack's soccer game. But you owe me ice cream after this."

"You got it," he replies, sealing the deal with a kiss. It's a small victory for Aaron, knowing that she'll be safe with him.

As Y/N hops into the shower, Aaron calls up his team, making sure they are ready. He informs them that they'll be at the soccer field in the park, and he shares how they should set up surveillance. Y/N is unaware of all the precautions Aaron is taking because he knows how guilty she feels about all the work they put into her safety.

"Rossi is my co-coach, so he will be close by," Aaron explains over the phone. "There are multiple parking spots that have a clear view of the field, and walking around in the park should not seem suspicious either." The team acknowledges the plan and prepares to ensure Y/N's safety without her knowledge.

As they arrive at the soccer field, Aaron and Y/N spot kids running around in their red uniforms, a clear sign of the soon beginning soccer game. Y/N takes a couple of deep breaths to calm her nerves, and Aaron gently grabs her hand, providing reassurance.

"I'm nervous," she admits.

"You've been to a game before, and you see Jack almost every day," he says, caressing her hand with his thumb.

"I know, but it's the first time I'm seeing him officially as your girlfriend," she confesses, looking at him with slightly terrified eyes.

"You'll be fine, my love," he reassures her, giving her hand a comforting squeeze, and then leads her toward the bustling soccer field.

As they approach the group of parents and children, Jack spots them. He calls out enthusiastically, "Miss Y/L/N!" His eyes shine brightly as he runs toward them. Y/N kneels down and opens her arms as she sees him sprinting without slowing down. He collides into her arms, hugging her tightly.

"Hi, sweetheart. How are you?" she greets him.

He pulls back with a big smile. "I'm fine. Are you feeling better?"

"I am feeling much, much better,” she pokes Jack's tummy and he giggles.

"So, are you coming back to school?" he asks with hopeful eyes. Y/N looks back up at Aaron, questioning, and he nods.

"I guess I am," she says, ruffling his soft blond hair, and Jack's face lights up with joy.

"School was so boring without you, Miss," Jack says, and Y/N chuckles.

"You know, Jack, when we're not in school, you don't have to call me Miss. You can just use my first name."

"What is your first name?" he asks curiously.

"It's Y/N," she answers with a big smile. Aaron stands beside them, watching them talk and not disturbing their moment.

"Y/N? That's a nice name. Can I call you that because you're Dad's girlfriend now?"

"Yeah, I guess. How do you feel about that?"

"Will I see you more often now that you are together?"

"If you want to, yes."

"Then I'm alright with it," he says and hugs her again, sealing their newfound bond. Aaron smiles, his heart warming at the sight of Y/N and Jack getting along so well.

As they stand together, Aaron's arm wrapped around her waist, Y/N feels a sense of warmth and belonging. Jack rejoins his friends, and Aaron leans down to whisper, "I love you," into her ear, planting a gentle kiss just beneath it.

Jessica approaches them with a kind smile, expressing her sympathy for what has been going on. Y/N thanks her sincerely for her understanding and support.

More families start to arrive at the soccer field, and among them is Rossi, carrying a large clipboard, clearly ready for his coaching duties. The park is buzzing with activity as the game is about to begin, and Y/N feels a mix of nerves and excitement, grateful to have Aaron by her side.

“Hi Aaron!!”, YN hears an annoying voice yelling across the field. Aaron turns around, taking her with him since his arm is still wrapped around her. Nancy's overly enthusiastic waving comes to an abrupt halt as she takes in the sight of Aaron with his arm around Y/N.

Nancy approaches them with a forced, tight-lipped smile, her discomfort evident. Y/N can't help but feel a touch of amusement as she observes the awkward encounter.

"Hello, Nancy," Aaron greets politely.

"Hi, hi!”, Nancy's voice is even more elevated than usual as she responds, "The teacher from the museum, what was your name again?" Her head tilts to the side in an almost comical fashion.

"Y/N," she replies with a forced smile.

Nancy's insincerity becomes painfully evident as she exclaims, “You guys are such a cute couple, so adorable."

"Thank you," Aaron acknowledges with a nod before turning his attention back to Rossi, effectively dismissing Nancy. But her overly cheerful facade doesn't go unnoticed by Y/N. Her disingenuous compliments send shivers down Y/N's spine, and she can't help but feel like Nancy's eyes are still on them as Aaron turns his attention back to Rossi.

As the game begins, Aaron and Rossi switch into full coach mode, and Y/N can't help but find it somewhat amusing. They're clearly passionate about the team, and their intense focus on the game is endearing. Y/N tries to concentrate on the soccer match unfolding in front of her, but that lingering feeling of unease gnaws at her heart.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, Emily, Derek, and JJ are discreetly keeping an eye on their surroundings, ensuring her safety without drawing attention.

Throughout the game, Nancy inches closer and closer to Y/N, standing now uncomfortably tight beside her and cheering far too loudly. Suddenly, she makes a pained sound, as if someone punched her in the gut. Y/N immediately turns to her, concerned.

"Are you alright?" Y/N asks, worry etched on her face.

Nancy hunches over slightly, clutching her stomach. "No, no, I don't think so," she replies, her voice strained. She grabs Y/N's arm to steady herself and continues, "I'm pregnant, it's still really early but something doesn't feel right."

Y/N's initial instinct is to call for help or an ambulance, but Nancy stops her abruptly.

"No! No, there's no need for that," Nancy insists, her voice shaky. "Could you just help me get to the bathroom? I don't think I can walk there on my own."

Y/N nods, her concern deepening. She quickly turns to Jessica and informs her that they're heading to the bathroom, then gently assists Nancy in walking away, supporting her as they make their way to the restroom.

As Y/N and Nancy make their way to the public restroom, Nancy continues to make pained sounds, and Y/N's concern deepens. She regrets not telling Aaron about the situation.

"We're almost there," Y/N reassures Nancy, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. "It's just around the corner."

They enter the bathroom, and Y/N immediately scans the stalls, searching for the cleanest one.

"Here, Nancy, come to this one," Y/N says, turning around to guide her. However, as she turns, she's taken aback to find Nancy standing by the door, her expression completely devoid of pain.

Y/N feels a rush of alarm as she senses the anger emanating from Nancy's eyes. Her instincts kick in, and she goes into fight-or-flight mode.

"Are you feeling better?" Y/N asks, her voice calm, though she's ready for any potential confrontation.

Y/N's heart races as she hears the faint click of the bathroom door, and she instinctively scans for another means of escape, but there's none in sight.

"Nancy, what's going on?" Y/N asks, her voice shaky, as Nancy approaches her with deliberate slowness.

Nancy's eyes are filled with fury as she accuses Y/N, "You whore, just couldn't keep your hands off my man." She spits the words, advancing closer and pushing Y/N further against the tile wall with each step.

"What are you talking about?" Y/N tries to reason, her back now firmly pressed against the wall as Nancy corners her.

"Did your mommy teach you how to steal another woman's man?" Nancy seethes with rage, and Y/N desperately attempts to defuse the situation.

"Nancy, you're not making any sense. Let's go back to the game," Y/N pleads.

"Shut up!" Nancy screams, and to Y/N's horror, she pulls out a pocket knife. Y/N's eyes widen in fear as she stammers, "Nancy, what—?"

Fear courses through Y/N as Nancy's rant continues, each word laced with venom.

"For months, I've been flirting with him, trying so he would ask me out," Nancy seethes, the knife swinging dangerously close in front of her. "I already knew you were trouble when you came to the first game," she accuses Y/N. "The way you threw yourself at him," she adds, her voice dripping with malice.

"What? No! We weren't even together back then," Y/N tries to reason, but her pleas fall on deaf ears.

"I TOLD YOU TO SHUT THE HELL UP!" Nancy's voice rises to a dangerous crescendo, her grip on the knife tightening, “and when I saw you two at the museum, I had my confirmation. The way you were grinding on him like the little whore you are,” she yells and it finally dawns on Y/N and her anger begins to flare.

"You sent the picture?" Y/N asks, finally connecting the dots.

"Ding, ding, ding!" Nancy taunts. "But I guess that wasn't enough. Who knows how you manipulated him into sleeping with you."

Y/N's patience wears thin. "Did you force him? You definitely threw yourself at him," Nancy continues her tirade.

"I didn't do anything. We love each other, Nancy. Move on!" Y/N's voice rises in defiance, pushing back against Nancy's unfounded accusations.

“And waste months of work? I even tolerated his annoying kid. What's his name Jeff or John?”, But Nancy doesn't stop there. She continues her verbal assault.

Y/N can't tolerate it any longer. She snaps, her patience worn thin. "Don't talk about him or his son," Y/N warns. She clenches her fist and lands an unexpected punch on Nancy's cheek. Nancy stumbles back, surprised and hurt, clutching her jaw.

"What the fuck you slut!" Nancy yells in response and swings the knife toward Y/N. She manages to dodge to her right, narrowly avoiding a direct hit, but the knife still grazes her arm, causing her to wince in pain.

Y/N's heart races as she tries to stay calm and assess her situation. Nancy is still holding the knife menacingly, and Y/N knows she needs to find an opportunity to escape. She remembers the self-defense classes Liz had convinced her to take last year, and it suddenly feels like a lifeline.

As Nancy continues her tirade, Y/N carefully gauges the distance between them, searching for an opening. She knows she needs to act fast.

Meanwhile, JJ notices Y/N's absence on the field. She immediately radios Emily and Morgan, who are patrolling the area.

"Guys, do you have eyes on Y/N?" JJ asks urgently.

Derek and Emily pick up their pace as they jog back to the field. Derek responds, "We're coming up to the field now."

Emily adds, "Is she not there?"

"I can't see her from here. Maybe she's sitting down somewhere," JJ replies.

Derek and Emily arrive at the field and begin scanning the crowd, searching for any sign of Y/N.

Aaron's heart races as he sees Derek and Emily approach. The urgency in JJ's voice is evident, and he knows something is wrong.

"What's going on?" Aaron asks, his concern evident. He turns around, scanning the area, and quickly realizes that Y/N is nowhere in sight.

"Where is Y/N?" he asks urgently, his voice tinged with worry.

"We don't know," Derek replies, furrowing his brow. "She was just here."

Aaron's anxiety deepens. He turns to Jessica, who seems to have some information.

"Y/N?" Jessica repeats, "She went to the bathroom with one of the moms."

"When was this?" Aaron asks his voice tight with anxiety.

"Just now, a minute ago," Jessica replies. "I don't know her name. The blond one with the long hair that flirts with you all the time."

Aaron's face pales as he processes this information. He knows exactly who Jessica is talking about. Dread washes over him as he realizes that Y/N might be in danger.

Aaron's voice cuts through the tension like a command from a general. He quickly assigns tasks to his team before they run off to the park's restrooms.

"JJ, Rossi, get the kids and the families away from here. Tell them the game is postponed," he instructs urgently. "Number 11 is Nancy's kid, take him with you. Derek, you take the restrooms on the west side. Emily, you're coming with me."

His team nods in acknowledgment, and they split up to cover more ground. Every second feels like an eternity as they rush to find Y/N and put an end to this terrifying ordeal.

Inside the restroom, Y/N is putting up a fierce struggle. She manages to kick the knife out of Nancy's hand, but the deranged woman still has a tight grip on her. Y/N is pressed on the ground with Nancy on top of her raining down io punches down on Y/N's face as she desperately tries to escape.

With a surge of adrenaline, Y/N finally pushes Nancy off of her and scrambles to her feet. She races towards the door, her hands trembling as she reaches for the lock. But before she can unlock it, Nancy grabs a handful of her hair, yanking her back with brutal force.

Y/N cries out in pain, and her voice carries through the restroom, reaching the approaching team members. Aaron's heart clenches at the sound as he reaches the locked door. He calls out Y/Ns name and relief washes over her as she hears his voice.

The door crashes open, and Aaron rushes inside, his heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anger. Emily is right behind him.

Y/N is on the floor, her hair disheveled, and her face bruised. Nancy stands nearby, shocked by the sudden intrusion. Aaron's eyes narrow in anger as he sees the pocket knife on the ground.

Her eyes land on the pocket knife on the ground and Aaron follows her sight. "Stay right where you are," he growls at Nancy but she makes a swift attempt forward to grab it.

Emily acts quickly and grabs Nancy, restraining her and ensuring she can't reach the pocket knife. Nancy struggles and curses, but Emily keeps her under control.

Meanwhile, Aaron focuses all his attention on Y/N, gently helping her sit up. He checks her injuries, his worry evident in his eyes. "We need to get you to a hospital," he says softly, his voice filled with urgency.

Y/N nods, still feeling shaken but relieved to be in Aaron's protective presence.

He gently cradled Y/N's face. "Are you okay?" he asks, his voice filled with concern. Y/N nods weakly, her eyes locked on Aaron's. She's battered and trembling, but at least she's safe now.

As Aaron helps Y/N out of the restroom, she clings to him, she knows she's safe now. Outside, Nancy is apprehended and handcuffed, ready to be taken into custody. The team springs into action, calling for an ambulance and coordinating the transfer of Nancy to Quantico.

Aaron, his protective instincts still in high gear, holds Y/N close. "Let's get you checked out by a doctor, just to be sure, okay?" he says to her softly. He wants to be absolutely certain that she's okay, not willing to take any chances with her health.

As they ride in the ambulance to the hospital, Aaron keeps a reassuring arm around Y/N. Luckily she has no big injuries other than the cut on her upper arm. Her right eye and cheek are bright red, swollen and already turning purple and she has scratches on her neck and arms. But to be honest, Nancy didn’t look any better and Aaron is so proud of her for keeping up a fight. He's relieved that her injuries aren't more severe but still upset that she had to go through this terrifying ordeal. He can't help but feel an overwhelming amount of guilt.

Once at the hospital, Y/N is promptly attended to by medical staff. They cleaned and stitched up her arm, addressing her other minor injuries as well. Aaron watches closely, his concern never leaving his eyes. He remains by her side throughout the process, offering comfort and support.

Y/N breaks the silence when the nurses leave the room, her voice still shaky but determined. "What's going to happen now?"

Aaron gently brushes a strand of hair from her face and answers, "First, we'll make sure you're well taken care of here. Then, I'll do anything in my power to ensure Nancy is brought to justice. You won't have to worry about her anymore. You were really brave in there," he says softly, taking her hand in his. "I'm so proud of you." She manages a weak smile.

They drive back to the BAU, where the team is already waiting for them. Aaron gives her a sweater from his go bag, and JJ lends her some clean pants so she doesn't have to walk around in the same clothes she rolled on the dirty restroom floor.

With her wounds cleaned and now wearing new clothes, she feels more grounded as she joins the team in the briefing room. Penelope immediately stands up, walks up to her, and embraces her in a big hug, which she gratefully accepts.

"Oh, sweetheart, I'm so glad you're okay," she says.

"Me too, Penelope. Me too."

"Take a seat. I have some information you all need to hear," Garcia says, and Y/N takes the seat beside Aaron. He instantly holds her hand and pulls her closer.

Garcia begins with her briefing, detailing Nancy’s complex past. "Nancy Harris, 37 years old, originally from Texas. She's been married four times, and interestingly, three of her husbands died of what appeared to be natural causes, even though they were relatively young and had no prior medical issues."

The team listens intently, absorbing the information about Nancy's suspicious history. Garcia proceeds, "Nancy has a son from a previous boyfriend who is currently in prison for unrelated charges."

Y/N, still holding Aaron's hand, can't help but shiver at the thought of what could have happened if they hadn't intervened in time. She leans into Aaron's comforting presence, grateful for the support of her newfound family in the BAU.

"Now it gets really interesting," Garcia continues, "three of her husbands were divorced right before they got married. One was a single dad. Her last husband, who is still alive, pressed charges for aggravated assault, obtained a restraining order and now resides in Canada. She has restraining orders against her from different states, all with almost the same statement. These are either single dads she knew from proximity, like work, school, or straight-up married couples but all with children. She would stalk the husbands and try to get them to cheat," Garcia finishes.

"So this is her thing?" Y/N asks.

"Apparently," Garcia confirms, "her phone is filled with different dating apps and social media accounts, all portraying a different persona.”

Rossi's voice filled the room, "It seems like her pattern involves manipulating dads, and yes, trying to push them into cheating if they're in a relationship. She's been using various dating apps and social media accounts to identify and approach her targets. Her history of restraining orders suggests that she doesn't take rejection well."

Aaron's grip on her hand remained steadfast as he listened intently, his expression a mix of concern and determination.

"So, we have a woman who's obsessed with taking other women's partners," Emily summarized.

Rossi nodded. "And it looks like Y/N became a target because of her association with Aaron."

Y/N furrows her brow and speaks up, "She seemed convinced we were together before we actually were. She said I was trying to 'steal' him from her."

As the team discusses Nancy's situation and what will happen now, Y/N can't help but feel a sense of guilt and she speaks up, "What is going to happen to her son?" Y/N asks, concerned.

"CPS picked him up. Sadly, she was already on their radar, but they moved so much over the years that no one could really keep track of them. They will reach out to other family members so he has someone to take care of him," JJ informs, and Y/N nods.

“She told me she was pregnant. She acted like she was in pain and needed help. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have gone with her."

JJ reassures her, "She knew you have a soft spot for kids. She used your kindness. This is not your fault."

Aaron remains unusually quiet throughout the conversation, and Y/N looks at him with concern. He's just watching their intertwined hands, lost in his thoughts.

"Where is she? Tell me where she is!" They hear someone yelling downstairs from the bullpen.

"Liz?" Y/N asks, standing up and walking out of the room toward the commotion. The rest of the team follows her. Liz is in the bullpen, arguing with a younger agent, but when she catches sight of Y/N, she rushes up the stairs. The agent is about to follow when Aaron signals to him that it's okay.

Liz wraps her arms around Y/N and hugs her tightly. Y/N lets the emotions she'd been trying to repress flow freely, and tears stream down her face as she cries into Liz's shoulder.

Aaron's heart shatters into a million pieces as he watches Y/N cry. He takes a step toward her, but Liz's angry eyes halt him.

"Is this happening because of you?" she snaps at him. Y/N pulls away from the hug, wiping her tears.

"Liz, please," Y/N implores.

"Y/N, you got attacked," Liz says, her voice laced with concern.

"How do you even know what happened?" Y/N questions.

"I called her," Emily speaks up from behind them. "I'm sorry I should've asked before, but I thought you might want her here."

Rossi intervenes, "Girls, come on, let's get you to a quieter spot." He guides them both into his office, closing the door behind him.

Aaron turns to the rest of the team and says firmly, "I’ll interrogate Nancy."

"Hotch, do you really think it's the best idea for you to question her?" Derek asks, concern in her voice.

He doesn't answer, instead, he simply walks over to the interrogation rooms.

Aaron entered the interrogation room, and Nancy's demeanor shifted as if she were meeting him at a coffee shop rather than sitting with her hands cuffed to the table in the FBI headquarters.

He wasted no time and got straight to the point. "Nancy, let's talk about what happened."

Nancy smirked, her eyes cold. "Oh, Aaron, it's been a while, hasn't it?"

He ignored her taunts and got down to business. "Why did you attack Y/N today?"

Nancy leaned forward, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Why, Aaron? Isn't it obvious? She's stolen you from me. I had to do something."

Aaron's jaw clenched. "Nancy, there was never anything between us. We never had a relationship."

She laughed a manic sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Oh, Aaron, you always were good at pretending."

Aaron used his years of experience to rattle Nancy, knowing that he had to push her buttons to get the truth out of her. He leaned in closer, his voice dripping with disdain.

"Face it, Nancy. No one will ever want you. You're a pathetic woman with a history of failed marriages. Your husbands divorced you or... maybe they just wanted to escape. Maybe they were having affairs, cheating on you, and they wanted out."

Nancy's face reddened with anger. "You're wrong!" she shouted. "Those idiots were lucky to have me. No one would ever dare to cheat on me."

Aaron continued to press her, stoking the flames of her anger. "You would let them leave, huh? Maybe they died, maybe they killed themselves just to escape from you. They realized you were suffocating them, and they wanted freedom."

Nancy's voice cracked with fury. "No! I loved them! I did it because I knew they would never find a better woman than me. No one would ever dare to cheat on me, and they wouldn't dare to leave anyway. That's why I killed them!"

Aaron's tactic had worked. Nancy's confession was now on record, and they had the evidence they needed to ensure she faced justice for her crimes. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw a smirk form on Aaron's face. Then she realized what she just had done.

He stands up and leans in over the table, his voice low and controlled. "Listen to me carefully. I'll do everything in my power to ensure you rot in jail for daring to lay hands on Y/N. Do you understand me? You will die, alone and unloved in a cold cell, forgetting what freedom feels like, and that is a promise," he says before leaving the room.

Returning to his office, he's relieved to have secured her confession. Rossi enters right after him, holding a file.

"What is this?" Aaron asks.

"Y/N's written statement. She felt comfortable talking to me," Rossi says. Aaron nods, opening the file and reading the detailed account.

The pain in his heart grew with each word as he absorbed the details of what Nancy had said to her.

"Talk to her, Aaron. Don't close off," Rossi advises, then leaves him alone.

Rossi's words echoed in his mind, and Aaron knew he needed to talk to Y/N, to be there for her. He entered the room where Y/N, Liz, and Emily were seated, ready to offer his support and comfort.

"I could drive you home now if you want," Aaron asked, his tone tinged with a hint of shame.

"Yes, thank you," Y/N replied.

"I'll stay with her," Liz interrupted, but Emily intervened with a gentle touch on her knee, whispering, "Let them have some alone time." Then she spoke louder, "You guys go I will drive Elizabeth home." Liz blushed at Emily's use of her full name.

Aaron took Y/N's hand, and they left the building, driving to her apartment. She promptly took a shower and changed, though she kept Aaron's sweater on. In the kitchen, Aaron prepared a meal, and they ate together in mostly silence. As Y/N settled into the couch, Aaron moved restlessly around the room, and she couldn't bear it any longer.

"Aaron, enough, please don't do that," she begged. "Don't distance yourself from me now. Don't push me away. Right now, I need you to hold me as close as you can," she said, her voice breaking, her eyes brimming with tears.

Aaron listened to Y/N's heartfelt plea, her voice filled with emotion and her eyes teary. He knew that he had been distancing himself, perhaps as a way to protect himself from the pain of seeing her hurt. He understood now that what she needed most was his support and comfort.

Without hesitation, he walked over to her and sat down on the couch, wrapping his arms around her. Y/N leaned into his embrace, her head resting on his chest, and he held her as close as he could.

"I'm here, Y/N," he whispered softly, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I won't push you away. We'll get through this together."

“I don’t know if you can ever forgive me but,” Aaron began, “But I am so, so sorry that this happened to you, Y/N.”

She looked up at him and put her hand on his cheek, “There is nothing to forgive. I told you this before, none of this is your fault.”

"But it is. My life, my job, everything I do seems to put people I love in danger."

"This has nothing to do with your job, Aaron. That person is sick, she did this to so many different people and could have done this to anyone else too" she assured him.

As tears welled up in both of their eyes, Aaron shared his fears with Y/N. "But it was about my job once, and I couldn’t save her that time, and I almost didn’t save you," his voice breaks.

Y/N's heart ached at the pain in his voice. She gently cupped his face and said, "But you did! You did save me," burying her face into his neck, seeking comfort in his embrace.

"I feel like I attract the evil, and being with me gets people hurt, eventually," he continued, his voice trembling.

Y/N immediately understood what he was implying and pulled back to look him in the eyes. “Aaron, I am not going to leave you, you understand me? I love you like crazy, you are my heart.”

At her words, the tears in his eyes overflowed, and they both cried, holding each other tightly, finding solace in their love and shared pain.

They ended up cuddling in Y/N's bed, Aaron shared details of the interrogation, and Y/N listened, her head resting on his chest while he gently caressed her hair.

“I just feel bad for his son," she said. "Growing up without a parent is hard, and not having both… I can't imagine.”

Aaron continued to stroke her hair. “She wasn't a good mother. She used him for her games. I hope he will have it better from now on.”

“I hope so too,” Y/N agreed, her voice filled with compassion.

They enjoyed a comfortable silence before Aaron broke it. “How about we go away for a couple of days? You, me, and Jack.”

Y/N lifted her head slightly to look at him. “Like a weekend getaway?”

Aaron nodded. “Yes, just to get our heads cleared for a while. What do you think?”

A warm smile spread across her face. “That sounds amazing, actually.” Her expression turned a little more serious, and she said, “I've decided that I'm going to tell the school about us. There's really no point in hiding it anymore. Some parents saw us at the game, and I'm sure everyone knows about Nancy already.”

Aaron considered her words. "I guess you're right. When will you tell the principal?"

"Tomorrow morning, I'll drive there first thing. I'm on sick leave next week, but I want to get it over with already."

He nodded in understanding. "I'll come with you," he offered, and she agreed with a nod, appreciating his support.

The next morning as they drove to school they decided, to purposefully choose a time when the kids were in the classrooms so they wouldn’t see her injured face.

As Aaron waited in front of the office, he heard footsteps approaching, and someone stopped beside him, leaning against the wall just like he was. He didn't need to look up to know it was Liz. The two of them stood there in silence for a moment, both lost in their thoughts.

Finally, Liz broke the silence. "She's strong, you know," she said, her tone a mixture of admiration and concern.

Aaron nodded, not taking his eyes off the hallway ahead. "Yeah, she is."

Liz continued, "I want to apologize for the way I talked to you yesterday."

"No, I deserved that," Aaron replied, his voice laced with sadness. "I promised you I'd take care of her."

She sighed, her expression troubled. "I just hope she'll be okay. I hope you both will be."

Aaron glanced at her, seeing a mix of emotions in her eyes. "We will be," he said with conviction, his gaze returning to the office door where Y/N was talking to the principal. "We just have to."

Y/N left the principal's office a couple of minutes later, letting out a breath of relief. She walked up to where Liz and Aaron were waiting.

"And?" Liz asked eagerly.

"I still have my job," Y/N began.

"Thank god," Liz exclaimed.

"But boy, I don't want to a talk like this ever again with her. She is scary,” Y/N whispered the last part.

Liz led them into her empty classroom, and Y/N continued speaking. "God, I felt like a teenager getting caught with her boyfriend. Anyway, she basically scolded me, and, like I guessed, everyone is already talking about Nancy and what happened. Some crazy rumors are going on, let me tell you that."

She continued, pointing at Aaron, "About us dating, she was definitely not happy that we kept it a secret. But she told me no school policy could force us to end things. She won't force me to change classes. I just have to have meetings with HR every month where they will basically lecture me about… I don't even know."

Aaron listened as Y/N recounted her conversation with the principal. He felt relieved that she didn't face any drastic consequences for their relationship but couldn't help feeling annoyed by the HR meetings she would have to endure because he knew how insufferable these could be.

Liz crossed her arms, "HR meetings every month? That doesn't sound pleasant."

Y/N shrugged a genuine smile playing on her lips, “I can handle it. It's better than losing my job or having to transfer to another school."

Aaron nodded in agreement. "As long as you're safe and still teaching, that's what matters."

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Y/N appreciated Aaron's unwavering presence and care during her recovery. His commitment to staying by her side reminded her of how lucky she was to have him in her life. The wounds on her body were gradually fading, but the love and support he showered upon her were the real remedy for her soul.

As she healed, the two of them spent quality time together, cherishing the moments they had. Aaron's dedication to changing her bandages and tending to her wound showed the depth of his love and concern.

When a new case came in midweek, Y/N initially tried to persuade him to go. She didn't want to hold him back from his duties. But Aaron was resolute.

"I told you, I won't make the same mistakes I did with Haley. You need me right now, so there is no more important place for me to be."

Y/N couldn't argue with his heartfelt words. She realized that having him close was exactly what she needed for her recovery, and she welcomed his presence with open arms.

Spencer came over to check up on Y/N because he was away in Vegas with his mom when everything happened. His visit was a pleasant surprise for both Y/N and Aaron. Despite the relatively short time they had known each other, Spencer seemed to trust Y/N a lot, which Aaron found surprising.

After lunch, when Spencer left with good wishes and a warm hug, Aaron couldn't help but express his amazement. "He really trusts you a lot, that doesn't happen too often," he remarked.

Y/N smiled at Aaron's comment. "Spencer is an incredible person, and I'm grateful that he's comfortable around me. We've had some meaningful conversations when I was staying at Emily’s place and it's clear he values you as a boss and your friendship."

Aaron nodded, appreciating how easily Y/N seemed to connect with people, even those in his own team. "You have a way of making people feel at ease, and it's one of the many things I admire about you."

Y/N blushed at his words, feeling a warm sense of contentment. They shared a sweet moment, both grateful for the support and trust they had in their relationship.

The weekend trip to the beach was a much-needed break for all of them. As they arrived at the cozy beach house in Virginia Beach, Jack's excitement was contagious. The weather might have been a bit chilly, but the beauty of the landscape made up for it.

Y/N wrapped herself up in a warm sweater and a scarf, enjoying the sound of the waves crashing against the shore as she and Aaron walked along the beach. Jack was busy collecting seashells and building sandcastles nearby.

"It's so peaceful here," Y/N remarked, leaning against Aaron as they watched the sunset over the ocean.

Aaron smiled and held her close. "That's why I chose this place. We all need a break from the chaos."

The weekend was filled with beach walks, cozy moments by the fireplace, and watching movies with Jack. It was a time to heal, reconnect, and create beautiful memories together.

Y/N's return to school was met with a heartwarming reception from her students. The flowers, welcome back card, and the kids' eagerness to hug her filled her heart with immense joy. She felt truly appreciated and loved by her students, and it was a touching moment that brought tears to her eyes.

Jack, now fully accustomed to having Y/N around, had grown attached to her presence and he would get cranky if she didn't come over at least a couple of times a week. So Y/N started staying over, and it soon became a regular occurrence. Whenever Aaron returned from a case, they would have baking and movie nights together, creating special memories as a trio.

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Y/N stood in front of the mirror, calling out, "Babe, could you zip me up?"

Aaron emerged from the bathroom, wearing his new sweater vest over his button-up shirt. "Wow, look at you, handsome. I knew this would suit you," she said, giving him a peck as he approached.

"Thank you, darling. Now, let me help you with that," he replied, gently turning her around to zip up her dress. As Aaron lovingly zipped up Y/N's dress, his fingers gently traced the path of her scar. It had become a daily ritual for him, a reminder of the day he almost lost her and a testament to their enduring love. He placed a soft kiss on top of the scar, cherishing each moment they had together and vowing never to take a single day with her for granted.

"You are breathtaking, my love," he complimented her, his arms enveloping her waist as they made eye contact through the mirror. "Maybe we should skip the party and stay home," he groaned in her ear, kissing her jaw.

She sighed and leaned back against him. "It's Christmas, and Dave would kill us," she chuckled. Turning around in his embrace, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "But I promise you, you won't be disappointed by your present later," she added suggestively, brushing her lips against his, causing him to whimper at the enticing thought.

At the Christmas party, the warmth of the season enveloped them. The house was beautifully adorned with twinkling lights, wreaths, and a towering Christmas tree that seemed to touch the ceiling. Laughter and the chatter of friends and colleagues filled the air.

They indulged in a delicious holiday dinner filled with traditional dishes, and Jack couldn't resist sneaking cupcakes when he thought no one was looking.

As Y/N watched Liz and Emily share a feisty kiss, under the mistletoe, with Emily pressing her against the doorframe, she couldn't help but smile at their ongoing game of cat and mouse. It was evident to everyone around them that there was something going on between the two, but neither seemed willing to make the first move.

She had seen Emily sneakily placing extra mistletoes around the house earlier, a clear sign that she was hoping for a chance to steal a kiss from Liz. Y/N secretly prayed that this Christmas might finally be the time when one of them would confess their feelings but both were stubborn as hell.

The room was filled with the joyful sound of Christmas music as everyone danced and swayed to the rhythm. Y/N was carrying Jack in her arms, his small hands resting on her shoulders as they moved gracefully together on the dance floor. Her smile was radiant, and Jack's laughter echoed in the room, adding to the festive atmosphere.

Aaron stood across the room, watching them with a heart full of love and gratitude. Seeing Y/N and Jack dancing together, so full of happiness, was a sight that filled him with an overwhelming sense of joy. He couldn't help but feel lucky beyond words.

As he gazed at them, he knew, without a doubt, that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Y/N. The love in his chest was so profound that it felt like it might burst. He felt blessed to have found such a wonderful woman to share his life with, and he was determined to cherish every moment they had together.

As the lively Christmas song changed into a gentle, slow melody, Y/N carefully lowered Jack to the ground. The little boy, still filled with excitement from the festivities, joined some of the other kids nearby, leaving Y/N free to turn her attention to Aaron.

Their eyes met, and there was an unspoken understanding between them. Aaron extended his hand, and Y/N took it with a soft smile. They stepped onto the dance floor together, finding their place in the gentle sway of the music.

Wrapped in each other's arms, they danced with a tenderness that spoke volumes of their love. Aaron's warm breath brushed against Y/N's ear as he whispered sweet nothings, his words filling her heart with warmth.

The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the moment. The soft glow of Christmas lights added to the enchantment of the evening.

He leaned in, brushing his lips against her forehead, a sweet and tender kiss that spoke volumes of his feelings for her. "You are my world, you mean everything to me, Y/N," he whispered. "I can't imagine my life without you. I love you more than words can express."

Y/N looked him in the eyes and whispered, "You are the love of my life, my one and only. I love you." They both felt the weight of their pasts lifting, replaced by the promise of a bright and beautiful future together. And for the first time in a long while, Aaron felt a sense of hope and anticipation for what lays ahead. With Y/N by his side, the stars seemed to shine brighter, and their love illuminated the path before them.

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