Tw: strong language
We had been working on this case without stopping for the past 2 weeks.
"Anything?" Hotch asked walking in with Rossi.
"No, we are going to have to send someone into the club. It's our only hope." Spoke Derek. Penelope- who had flown in a couple days ago- spoke out to question him.
"Like undercover? Dancing?" "Yup." JJ confirmed.
"Wait- y/n weren't you a 'dancer' back in college." You shot Emily a look that would kill if looks could kill. "Yea Prentiss I was." I rolled my eyes at her. "No. Scratch that plan, y/l/n is not going undercover again." Hotch said, his voice colder than usual.
"Aaron it's our only choice, plus she worked with the undercover unit before joining ours." Rossi tried to reason with him.
"And what the hell happened last time?!" Hotch said raising his voice slightly. Everyone was shocked at the language Hotch was using.
"Aaron, let's think about this."
"Hell no! Y/n is not fucking going undercover again! And that's fucking final David!" And with that Hotch stormed off.
I pondered in my head, before deciding to follow him.
"Hotch."
"What y/n?"
I continued to follow him outside.
"Calm down please."
"Just leave me alone y/n"
He continued to walk, ignoring me.
"AARON!"
Suddenly he stopped, turning to face me. " what?" He said in a much softer voice.
"Talk to me, why can't I go undercover?"
"Because I-" but he stopped himself.
"Because you what?"
"Because y/n when you last went undercover you died in my arms!"
My mouth dropped open, I was shocked at his answer.
"Aaron...I'm sorry th-that happened, but we have to get passed it."
"How?" He asked, "when all I can think when I see you is either you dying in my arms or that night- the night we ki-" but he stopped himself. "The night we kissed.." I finished for him.
"Yeah that."
"We should talk about that." I nodded.
"But not now hotch, we should get back to the team."
"Let's go." I started to walk back to the door but got pulled back...
"Aaron.." I mumbled, as I found myself pressed to the wall, him infront of me.
"Y/n..."
His lips ghosted over mine, his hot breath mixing with mine in between us.
I gave in, pulling his head towards mine as he grabbed my hips, pulling my body to his as close as possible.
My lungs were aching for air, causing me to pull away.
"W-We should really go get back to the team now."
He nodded, smirking slyly. "Maybe fix your lipstick and hair first." I smirked back at him, "maybe clean off your lips and fix your hair." My smirk only grew while watching his face drop slowly while he panicked, fixing his appearance.
"Now. Let's go before the team says anything."
I nodded, "ok but Aaron, we really need to talk about this."
"I know y/n. Let's talk tonight."
Really short :( I've been thinking about how to write this chapter for a while, maybe to long lmao
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Forbidden Addiction (Aaron HotchnerxReader) (ON HOLD)
FanfictionY/n starts working at the office at the same time Hotch gets divorced. Will things end in a wreck or will they be good in the end.
