Criminal Minds One-Shots

I'm Coming Home (Hotch x Fem!Reader)

You flipped the page of your book over absentmindedly, not sure how far back you stopped paying attention. What you did know was that you were no longer focused on the words in front of you, your mind too distracted to concentrate. It was late, your eyes growing heavy as you stared at the page but you had to stay awake. You were waiting for Hotch's late-night flight to land back in Quantico and you wanted to be awake when he came home. His case ran for almost over a week and you'd missed him more than you'd ever expected you would. You'd texted every day, keeping up to date on how the case was progressing, when he expected to be home and just talking about your days. He called you almost every night, needing to hear your voice before he could fall asleep. Even with him telling you he'd be home tonight the part of you that knew just how unpredictable his job was worried that something would delay him. It wouldn't be the first time you had to wait an extra day to see him.

A faint sound outside caught your attention and it took a moment to realise it was the sound of footsteps approaching the apartment door. The second you placed the sound you shoved a bookmark into the pages of your book and dropped it down onto the bedside table. You found yourself on your feet and rushing towards the living room before Hotch could even manage to get the front door open.

"Aaron!" You beamed throwing your arms around him and pulling him into a tight hug as soon as he stepped into the apartment. He stumbled backwards at the force of your hug, clearly not expecting the immediate rush of attention and it took him a moment to regain his balance. He threw his keys onto the table by the door and dropped his go-bag to the floor as he wrapped his arms around your waist. He walked you further into the apartment kicking the front door closed behind him as he went.

"Hey, sweetheart." He grinned burying his face in your neck as he pulled you closer to him, breathing in the rich scent of your perfume. He'd missed this, the smell of your perfume that he had grown so familiar with, the feeling of your arms around him. You'd never been apart for this long since you started dating and it took Hotch much longer than expected to get used to sleeping in an empty bed again. "God I missed you so much."

"Missed you too." You mumbled against his chest taking a moment to bask in the feeling of having him in your arms again. He was warm and smelled of the strong black coffee he always drank on the jet home. With how dangerous his job is there was always the fear that Hotch might not make it home safely so every time he did, you made sure to cherish every moment. You detangled yourself from his arms and instead slid your hand into his, pulling him towards the couch. You settled yourself into your usual spot in the corner while he dropped down next to you. "How did the case go? Did you catch the unsub?"

"It went well." Hotch nodded curling himself into your side as you reached a hand up to thread your fingers through his hair, the movement calming him as he spoke. "It was a bit rocky halfway through but we caught the guy. I'm just glad to be home now."

"I'm glad you're home too." You smiled pressing a gentle kiss to his temple while you smoothed his hair out of his face. You shifted on the couch moving to lie more comfortably letting Hotch settle in on top of you with his head resting on your chest. You lay together in comfortable silence while Hotch listened to your heartbeat, simply enjoying the feeling of Hotch's weight lying on top of you as he pressed occasional, lazy kisses to all of your exposed skin that he could reach from his current position.

You could feel your chest tightening with the sudden overwhelming need that was starting to burn under each of his kisses. His lips brushed against your collarbone and you knew you needed him closer. You cupped his face, pulling him up into a slow kiss, your lips moving together gently, savouring every moment until you needed more. You twisted your hands into the front of his shirt and pulled him impossibly closer, parting your lips to let him slip his tongue into your mouth.