Haven [aaron hotchner x reader]

Twenty-two

You spent the next two weeks in the hospital healing and gaining strength. Hotch came by everyday and even spent some nights with you, those were the nights you slept the best as he held you in his arms. The sound of his steady heartbeat coaxing you to sleep.

Penelope was also there everyday and the rest of your friends popped in throughout the week to visit and keep you company.

Today was the day you got to go home and you were more than excited. The cheap hospital mattress and flat pillows were not at all comfortable and the food was mediocre. You were packing the last of your stuff when a knock came from your door.

"Come in!" You shout over your shoulder, sipping up your bag.  Hotch and Dr. Montgomery walk in one after the other.

"Good Morning y/n, I'm glad to see your up and about. I just wanted to let you know you're all ready for discharge," Dr. Montgomery says to you warmly.

If you could jump with glee you would but you refrained for fear of splitting your stitched open, "Thank you so much for everything. I'm so ready to go home though."

She laughs lightly, "Just a couple of thing before you go. You'll have to do some physical therapy, there's some papers we'll send home with you about it. Also, no carrying heavy items for the next 4 weeks and overall just keep any physical exertion to a near zero. As much as we enjoyed you here, we of course don't want you to have to come back."

Dr. Montgomery's words spark a question in your head, "Um when you say no physical exertion," your eyes jump over to Hotch briefly and you see his lips form a smirk but he says nothing, "what does that mean for sexual activity?"

She nods her head understanding, "Also no sexual activities. Increased blood pressure can cause problems with your healing. You should also refrain from all sexual activities until you check up. That should be in about 6 weeks."

Ugh this is gonna suck. Not that in this very moment we're your hormones flooding you and making your sexual desires insatiable, the pain meds we're keeping those at bay. But you knew in a few weeks time when you were feeling more yourself, those desires were going to come in full force.

"Understood, I promise I'll be good," you tell her. Once again your eyes flicker to Hotch's and a smirk is still gracing his face as he mouths, "a good girl."

You clear your throat and your cheeks redden, soon Dr. Montgomery leaves the room and it's just you two.

Hotch walks up to you and lightly places his hands on your hips.  "So I had an idea," he said questioningly.

"Oh no this can't be good," you joke as your wrap your arms around his neck.  Playing with the hair at the nape of his neck as he speaks.

"Just hear me out," you nod and Hotch continues, "College is out on break since Thanksgiving is next week. I don't know if you had any plans but I was thinking we could spend Thanksgiving together?"

Your smile takes up practically your entire face, "I think that sounds perfect."

"Another thing is that I thought you might consider coming to stay with me, just while you're still recovering," Hotch adds shyly unsure of your reaction. "I was thinking it might be nice to have someone around to help you.  Plus your dorm entrance has a bunch of stairs, no strenuous activity remember."

You give him a confused look, "Your house has stairs too."  He smirks, "I also have a main floor master you could use."

You find yourself making excuses, all your stuff is at your dorm apartment, you two have only know each other for like 3 months, what if he goes out of town then no one will be around.