one shots | a.hotchner

caught red handed || aaron hotchner

''I love this right off the bat.'' You grinned, scanning through the case file. It was a serial killer who was embalming his victims!

''What exactly do you love about it.'' Garcia questioned you, a puzzled look across her face.

''Well I lov- I'll tell you what. I love it when serial killers have a fun little thing.'' You shrugged casually, before seeing the team staring at you like you were a ghost.

''Don't get me wrong, I don't approve of serial killers. But I think if your going to kill a bunch of people, you might as well have some fun with it.'' You laughed awkwardly, Derek snickering at you as you spoke.

''I feel like you have baseball cards of this guy.'' Emily shook her head in disbelief, you could sense a tinge of amusement in her voice

''I absolutely do not!'' You chuckled, rolling your eyes at her, making Rossi shoot you a questioning look.

''They don't make them though, do they?'' You asked.

''If they did you would probably own them (y/n).'' Spencer teased, making the team laugh.

''So would you Spencer! You'd be like I'll trade you a gacy fo-''

''I'll trade you a gacy for a zodiac.'' Spencer interrupted, laughing along with you. The team both looked at you both like you were crazy.

''I think this job is twisting your minds.'' Derek mumbled into his file.

''I'd have to agree.'' Hotch showed a slight grin, which didn't go unnoticed to the rest of the team. Now, you had been seeing Hotch for the past 3 months under the team' noses. The relationship was like nothing you'd expected from your incredibly hot boss. It was full of expensive dates, hot & rough sex with tons of love and aftercare to go with. It was crazy how attracted you were to the man.

And it was even crazier how hard it was to hide from a team of profilers.

At the beginning of working at the BAU, Hotch had hated you. He could never keep control of you, he found you too hard-headed and extremely vulgar. He had soon learned to warm up to you, and all the attributes that used to annoy him he started to admire in you.

As for the test of the team; they were all your best friend's and you treat them like family. They were the closest people to you in the whole of your life, you worked with them, shopped with them and went out with them at every possibility. You were surprised how oblivious they were to you and Hotch's relationship. He practically couldn't tear his eyes away from you, neither could you at him. At every opportunity he could get, he would be teasing you any way he could right under the team's noses.

They did, however, notice how different Hotch would suddenly act on random occasions. He'd smile more, laugh more and even crack jokes around the team. Of course a normality to you, but a completely different world for the team.

''Wheel's up in 30.'' Hotch's sharp tone snapped you out of your thoughts.

''Agent (y/l/n), may I speak with you before we fly?'' He raises a brow, meanwhile the team were picking up their case files and going to grab their go bags.

You didn't even think to question him when you saw the look he was giving you, you knew it meant you were in deep shit. It didn't help he looked incredibly hot today, he was in a stone grey suit which clung his muscular, toned physique and his tight pants which practically stuck to his thighs. God, you wanted to trap your head between them. His hair was fluffy and tousled, just the way you liked it. His blood red Gucci tie fell across his pristine white shirt, that brought out his gorgeous big brown eyes and chiselled face.