Aaron Hotchner One-Shots

Crush

Pairings: Aaron Hotchner x fem!Reader

Characters: Aaron Hotchner, Jack Hotchner

Summary: Hotch tries to work up the nerve to talk to his pretty next-door neighbour with a little help from his son

Warnings: none :)

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Aaron never thought retirement was something that would suit him. But while being in WITSEC he realized how much he enjoyed spending time with Jack so after being away for over a year, it made sense for him to leave the FBI and take up a less busy job in prosecution, working part-time and only taking smaller cases here and there.

They moved to a new neighbourhood, he bought a house, one with a nice balcony in the primary bedroom, something Haley always wanted. And Jack loved it because as a fourteen-year-old it was big enough to house all of his friends when they would decide to get off their video games and hang out (mainly to just play video games in person).

Aaron liked the neighbourhood for a different reason though. Right next door, 4873 Diver Lane is where you lived. The sweet woman who had first welcomed him and Jack to the neighbourhood. You brought over cookies and a big bunch of flowers from your garden that you tended and cared for almost every day.

It was obvious to Jack that his dad had formed quite a little crush on you, so he decided to ask him about it one night while they watched soccer together on the TV.

"Hey, dad,"

"Yeah?"

"What do you think of Miss (L/N)? From next door?" he asked.

"She's nice," Aaron nodded, scribbling down some things in the margins of a report he was reading. "Why?"

"Well, it's pretty obvious you have a crush on her," he offered. "I mean I'm a teenager, I'm awkward and hormonal, what's your excuse for having no game? Actually have you ever even had any?"

"Hey there," Aaron chuckled. "Easy,"

"But?"

"It's been a while, Jack, I think the rules of the game have changed since I played," he offered. "Why don't you pay more attention to the TV, you just missed Lukaku do a bicycle kick,"

"What!?" Jack exclaimed and Aaron chuckled to himself knowing his son would catch his lie sooner or later.

"Dad that was mean,"

"No, mean is saying your dad doesn't have any game," he grabbed a pillow and tossed it at his son. "30 more minutes then go study a bit more for your test before bed, okay?"

"Fine," Jack sighed and settled himself further into the couch.

Aaron noticed that after that interaction, Jack started to chat more with you on his way back home from school every day. He always watched him out of the window, trying to read his lips and make sure he wasn't saying anything ridiculous, but that may have been asking a lot of him.

"I hope you didn't say anything too out there," Aaron said one day when Jack walked in.

"Only good things. If you aren't going to talk to her then I might as well talk you up so she asks you out," Jack shrugged.

"Good luck with that," Aaron ruffled his hair.

"I don't need luck, I've got more game than you," Jack teased and Aaron rolled his eyes.

A few nights later, he could hear quiet talking coming from Jack's room, well past the time she should have been awake, but when he came to the door, he could see a flickering light coming from underneath the door and he had a good feeling of what he was doing.