Up All Night - Aaron Hotchner
You decide to stay up with Hotch while he finishes his paperwork
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The paperwork was the worst part of working in the BAU in your opinion. You saw all sorts of things, murder, violence, graphic things that no one should ever have to see, but the most boring, tedious part of working as a behavioural analyst was the paperwork. Filing reports about what happened in specific cases, writing about the evidence you found and an in depth profile of the UnSub.
It was reaching 1am, and you were finishing up one of your reports that were needed and you decided to take a small break. You stood up and stretched your back out, your spine aching from being sat in your chair for so long. When you lifted your head, you could see your boss, Aaron Hotchner, sat in his office, typing away. You decided to get a coffee and maybe that would wake you up some and while you were at it, you also made Hotch one. Grasping the cups carefully in your hands, you made it up the stairs out of the bullpen and to Hotch's office door that was cracked open.
"Hey." Your voice was soft as you spoke. Hotch lifted his head to look at you, gesturing for you to come in. You slowly walk into the room, putting one of the coffees down in front of him, perching yourself at the edge of your boss' desk.
"Thank you..." Hotch started, leaning back in his chair. "What are you still doing here?" He asked, picking up the cup you placed in front of him. You brought your own coffee cup to your own lips, observing him for a moment. His hair was tousled, like he'd run his hands through it repeatedly out of stress. His tie had been loosened and the top button of his shirt had been unbuttoned. He'd taken his blazer off at some point and draped it over the back of his chair, his sleeves rolled up to his elbow, exposing his forearms. You swallowed the coffee in your mouth, not minding the scalding temperature.
"Doing my reports, sir." You spoke gently, looking down at the cup of coffee in your hands. "I don't have anywhere important to be anyways... Why are you still here? Shouldn't you be getting home" You asked, cocking you head. Aaron Hotchner was the worlds biggest overachiever so you knew the answer. He wanted to complete all of his reports. He smiled softly at you.
"I need to finish my work, sweetheart. Home can wait for now." He said gently. You frowned. You didn't like that he isolated himself from his home. He deserved to wind down and relax, not stay delved in the world of serial killers and psychopaths 24/7. He preached it to the rest of the BAU - Don't spend all your days in the office. Go and take time for yourself. Hotch loved sending you all on annual leave. He knew you were all resting. You felt bad that he was planning on staying longer and so you made the decision to stay with him.
"Well, in that case, I'll stay." You offered him a small smile. He wasn't as scary as everyone thought. Hotch shook his head, leaning forwards after swallowing another mouthful of coffee. His Adams apple bobbed in his throat as he did so and you never realised just how attractive this man was.
"No, don't worry sweetheart, you don't have to." He shook his head, automatically feeling guilty. He didn't want you to give up free time that you could be sleeping and resting on him, especially when all he was doing was sitting and writing his reports. "Go home, get some sleep. I'll be fine here." You shook your head, getting comfy in the chair opposite him.
"Too late," You smirked, looking over at him, a mischievous glimmer in your eyes. "I'm already comfy. Better get typing Hotch." He rolled his eyes playfully back at you, turning to his computer to start writing. You smiled in satisfaction that you succeeded in keeping your boss company, sitting in the swivel chair, spinning around, observing the room.
"You're distracting, you know that?" Hotch mused, watching you instead of the computer screen. You flashed him a smile, still spinning.
"Those reports aren't going to write themselves sir, chop chop."
You were going to be the death of Aaron Hotchner.
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prompts for a sun/moon pairing? in case thats too vague, i essentially see 'sun' as being a 'ray of light' generally a good person who brightens a room. 'moon' being someone who reflects off that 'light' of the sun person, seeing themselves as lesser but sun still thinks theyre important and help balance both of them (sun and moon are both part of the day/night cycle afterall)
but yeah, in case you have different interpretations for the sun/moon dynamic, i'd absolutely love to hear!! whatever comes to mind ^^
sun and moon pairing prompts 🌞🌝
the archer & mirrorball
lover & reputation
pastels & muteds
cottagecore & old money
speaker & listener
golden retriever & black cat
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