In Love with My Boss (Aaron Hotchner X reader)

Arizona: Formal Party

Tom and Sam left us about two hours before the party and Garcia asked, 

"You guys aren't really going to that party, right?" (Y/N) didn't answer the question and went upstairs, replying,

"I'm going shower. Garcia pick out a dress for me to wear." 

"Wha-"

"Aaron, I won't be long. You'll hop in right after me, right?"

"Of course, sweetheart." I replied, looking over to Garcia and she looked panicked. When the shower upstairs started, Garcia whisper yelled,

"You can't be serious, Hotch?!" 

"If we wait for Susan to decide to take (Y/N), she'll torture her until (Y/N) basically walks in there anyway. We'll be here much longer than we should be. This way Susan won't be able to ignore us." 

"But sir-"

"Garcia, I won't let (Y/N) get hurt." 

". . .Promise?"

"I promise. Now, go pick out a dress for (Y/N). Let me know what color so that I can match." 

"Oh, sir. There's a perfect dress that I have in mind. It's black. Wear a bowtie." 

Smiling, I nodded and she went upstairs to pick out the dress.

An hour and a half later, (Y/N) and I were finished getting ready. (Y/N) was in a black dress that reached the floor, it was form fitting, hugging her curves nicely, there was a slit on the left side that started mid thigh and went all the way down, she had on black high heels, her hair was curled, and she had on elegant makeup. I was wearing a white button down, black bowtie, jacket, slacks, dress shoes, and Garcia insisted on fixing my hair. She just gelled it back and made it look like there was a lot of work put into it. 

"Sir, Ma'am. You guys look like the ultimate power couple." Garcia complimented, taking a picture of us and trying to hide her own nerves. I looked at the time and replied,

"Thank you, Garcia. We better head over there now. Don't wanna be late." (Y/N) smiled and nodded, holding my hand. 

When we got to the house, there were many people going in and before we could go inside, (Y/N) pulled me into a soft kiss. Kissing her back, I held her and when we pulled away, she sighed,

"Let's get this over with. I'm ready to be home." Nodding, I placed a hand on the small of her back and when we got into the house, I intertwined our fingers. (Y/N) put on a huge smile and we began to work the room. 

"My, my, my. Mr. and Mrs. Hotchner, you both know how to dress up." A deep male voice caught our attention and when we turn around there was a tall, lean man. He had black hair and bright blue eyes. 

"My name is Joshua Downs. It's a pleasure to finally meet you both." He continued, his eyes raking up and down (Y/N)'s body. Pulling her to my side, I assessed our situation and Joshua smiled, holding his hand out to (Y/N). 

"May I have a dance, (Y/N)?" (Y/N) looked at me and I hesitated, but let her go. She slid her hand into his own and when he pulled her away, I felt my heart ache. Watching them dance, I watched her body language and if I didn't know the situation, I wouldn't know how guarded she was. 

"I'm glad you came, Aaron." Susan's voice pulled my eyes away from them. She was wearing a dress similar to (Y/N)'s, but it was red and she didn't have the same curves as my love. (Y/N) filled out her clothes, beautifully, and she was extremely confident in her body. Susan wasn't confident in her body and she didn't fill out her dress in the same way as (Y/N). 

Under my gaze, Susan blushed darkly and fidgeted, refusing to keep my gaze. 

"I. . .uh. . .I brought you a drink. Scotch and coke." She said, handing me a glass and looking at me. Taking the glass from her, I smelled the liquid and put it on the table next to me, replying,

"Thank you, but I'm not thirsty. I, also, prefer to fix my own drinks." Looking back over to (Y/N), her eyes met mine and I longed to be with her. 

"She is what every female longs to be." Susan started, noticing my gaze and I turned back to her, as she continued,

"Beautiful, successful, intelligent. With a man who is just like her wrapped around her finger." Chuckling, I looked back over to where they were and when I didn't see them, I froze. My heart sank and my head snapped back over to Susan, who was smirking at me. 

"Aaron!" (Y/N)'s voice called, making me whip around and she was with Joshua. He had his hand on the small of her back and he held her close to him, roughly. 

"Now, Aaron. How about we go upstairs? Don't wanna disturb the party." Susan suggested, but we both knew it wasn't a suggestion and I replied,

"Let (Y/N) come to me and we'll go with you." Joshua laughed and glared at me, asking,

"So, you can run off? Do you think we're stupid?"

"No running, but if you hurt her. I'll do more than disturb your party." I replied, holding my hand out, palm up, and Joshua looked to Susan. 

"Let her go to him." 

Joshua let (Y/N) come to me and when her hand met mine, the bracelet she was wearing hit one of my cufflinks. 

A Few Hours Earlier

"Hotch, these cufflinks work in tandem with this bracelet. It'll be your distress signal. The gem on top will turn red. It'll be a tracker and Derek, Dave, and Emily will be there immediately." Garcia was explaining to me, putting the cufflinks on my wrist and I asked, 

"How exactly do we activate it?" 

"Ah, yes. The art behind the technology. (Y/N)!" 

(Y/N) came down the stairs in one of my T-shirts, she was in the middle of doing her makeup and she raised a brow. Garcia motioned her over and (Y/N) came over, explaining,

"You see that darker spot on your cufflinks and on her bracelet gem. When you hold hands normally, they don't touch. However, if you grab her hand with your palm up. . ." She paused and fixed our hands the way she meant. (Y/N)'s hand was palm down in my own and my palm was up, the bracelet touching one of my cufflinks. I felt the cufflink buzz softly and both the bracelet and cufflink had a little red spot, as she finished,

"They touch and activate. Very discreet, very stylish."

Presently 

 The cufflink buzzed, softly, and (Y/N) looked at me, briefly. 

"They're on the way, guys. You hold on." Garcia said, into our coms and Susan looked at me, commanding,

"Let's go."