❝ 𝕸𝖞 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖐𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖊❞
Aaron Hotchner x OC
Inspired by Taylor Swift's songs.
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❝𝙰 𝚍𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑❞
TW: Mention of hostage situation.
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Days went by and soon they turned into a full week. Dior still hadn't talked to Aaron, on anyone in fact, about the offer. It was something she was still doubtful of, and, because of that, decided not to share. Instead, her energy was all focused on enjoying every little thing that happened at any moment. So, when she received a text from the bubbly Penelope García asking to join her for a girls coffee break, she accepted right away.
The coffee place they chose to meet up was nice, and not far from both the university and the FBI building. From themoment both of them walked in together, the smell of coffee filled their senses.
Both girls chose a little corner far from the entrance, expecting to have some peace.
"So, the case was successfully resolved?" Dior questioned after the waiter took their orders.
"Yeah! I'm so happy there weren't any more victims, it's so rare for it to happen" Penelope asnwered with a sigh, her smile fading a little. "It's not easy, you know? Even when you're safetly secluded in the FBI building. Every time they travel I just pray all of them come back, even if it is not without wounds. I just want my family to be back".
"It must be hard and scary" Dior said, empathising with the technical analyst. "Specially when you're that close to them".
"It feels like Hell, to be honest. But, my babies will be back alright in a few hours, so we have to celebrate!"
The waiter came back with their orders and placed them on the table, both cappuccinos misting due to the high temperature. Dior took a sip, as Penelope laughed at her because of the face she made after burning her tongue a little.
"So, how have you been, dear? The last time we spoke was five days after the incident".
"Are we calling it 'the incident'?" Dior smirked at the name Penelope gave to the hostage situation they went through back in Boston.
"Yeah. Can we not describe the incident?" the blonde asked, eyes opened wide, hoping not to go into detail.
Dior smiled at her "Okay, don't worry".
"Oh thanks, now, how have you been?"
"Pretty good, to be honest. It was weird at first, because I was not only not expecting that, but because the last time I did something like that, everything went wrong" trying not to make eye contact, hoping it would avoid questions, Dior sipped her drink again. "It was not easy, but Aaron had been a great friend, really helped me to deal with it".
"Aaron?" Penny asked with a confused expression and twisting her head like a puppy.
"Hotchner".
"Oh my God! You still talk to Hotch?" the bubbly woman was shocked, asking herself how had she missed it. "Like, as in Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner?"
