Criminal Minds x Reader

Honey is for Love [A.H]

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city.

You and Aaron were seated at the dinner table, enjoying a homemade meal after a long day of work at the BAU. Across from you, Jack was enthusiastically recounting his adventures at preschool, his eyes wide with boundless excitement. You gazed at the little man, and a warmth blossomed within you. His innocence and enthusiasm were contagious, wrapping you in a blanket of joy.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when Aaron reached for your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Honey, can you pass me the salt?" he asked, his voice tender.

You smiled, handing him what he asked. It wasn't the first time he had called you 'honey'. It was a term of endearment that had become second nature to him, a sweet nickname reserved for you only that warmed your heart every time.

As you continued your dinner conversation, Jack's eyes kept wandering between his dad and you. You could see the wheels turning in his four-year-old mind. After a moment of contemplation, he looked up at you with innocent curiosity.

"Daddy calls you honey" he said, his words laced with a childlike statement of sincerity that could melt even the coldest heart.

You chuckled, ruffling his hair. "That's right, sweetheart. Daddy calls me honey"

The next day, you decided to spend some quality time together at the park. The sunlit afternoon was perfect for a leisurely stroll. You, Aaron and Jack walked side by side, the small relationship growing and becoming a blend of laughter and shared moments.

As you strolled through the park, Jack tugged at your hand, pulling you slightly off balance.

He looked up at you with those big, innocent eyes that you were sure only children are able to do. "Can you hold my hand, honey?"

You blinked, glancing at Aaron, who had a delighted expression on his face. Jack had just called you 'honey' without any prompting. Your heart skipped a beat, and you couldn't help but feel a warmth spreading through you.

You looked down at him, suppressing a grin. "Of course, sweetie. I'd love to hold your hand"

The three of you continued your walk, Jack happily skipping alongside you, his small hand firmly grasping yours. You and Aaron exchanged glances, silently reveling in the unexpected sweetness of the moment.

Later that evening, as you settled into the comfort of your boyfriend's apartment, Aaron gently lifted Jack and sat him on his lap.

The boy's eyes sparkled with innocence as he looked at his dad.

Aaron leaned in, placing a kiss on his forehead. "Jack, I don't think I ever told you clearly and I'm so sorry for that. Her real name is Y/N. Can you say that, buddy?"

Jack looked at you and nodded, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Y/N"

"Good job!"

He smiled at his dad but suddenly his expression froze. "But daddy? Why do you call Y/N 'honey' then?" the little boy asked, his curiosity unfiltered.

Aaron smiled, exchanging a glance with you. "Well, buddy, I call her 'honey' because I love her"

Jack's eyes widened in understanding, and he turned his gaze toward you. "Daddy loves you, Y/N" he whispered-shouted.

Your name flowed so sweetly from his lips as he felt it for the second time. His mouth curved, a proud smirk covering his whole face.

You felt a surge of warmth in your chest, tears threatening to fall. "And I love your daddy too, Jack"

For the rest of the evening you all sat there, the room filled with the joy of shared moments and the understanding that had formed between you three.

As you sat there, basking in the warmth of your little growing family, you couldn't help but marvel at the unexpected and heartwarming journey that had unfolded - one filled with love, laughter, and the sweet simplicity of a child's genuine affection.

An affection that would link the savor of 'honey' to love.