You stuck your hands in the pocket of your jeans as you walked towards your favorite café. You were going to meet Hotch and he was driving to work with you. You and Hotch have been dating for a while now and it's been amazing. He's hilarious when he gets flustered and with you around he's like that a lot. You smiled at the memory of his flushed face when he saw you in your new dress. With that you opened the door to the Café and walked up to the line. When it got to your turn you ordered your usual and something for Hotch. You went and sat down by a window. You took your new book from your purse and began reading it. Someone tapped on your shoulder. You looked behind you to see a nice looking curly haired man. You smiled,"Can I help you?"
He smiled,"Hi, I'm Matt and I just couldn't help but notice the book you were reading, it's one of my favorites." You smiled and the Barista called your name. "Uh hold on that's me." You ran over and retrieved your coffees. You walked back and the guy was still there.
"So you like this book? I just saw it in the store the other day and thought it looked good," You glanced at the book.
"I thought you looked like a women with good taste," he smirked. Someone walked up behind and you and coughed. "Excuse me, FBI. I'm going to have to ask you to step away from my girlfriend," you looked up to see Hotch actually flashing his badge. You almost laughed at the look on his face. He was jealous. Yes you had realized the guy was chatting you up but you didn't think the FBI was required.
The guy looked scared,"Oh uh sorry man," he backed away. You turned around and faced Hotch. You tried hiding your laughter but it didn't work. "What?" He asked and you handed him his coffee. "Nothing," you laughed. You walked out the Café.
"I didn't do anything," he stated. You laughed, "Are you seriously jealous of that guy?"
"What? I'm not jealous," He pouted. You rolled your eyes. You coughed and prepared your manly voice. "Excuse me, FBI. I'm gonna have to ask you to step away from my girlfriend," you mocked. His ears tinted red.
"Okay fine, I was jealous but I can't help it. I just see that guy hitting on you and I don't like it," he admitted. You smiled and wrapped you arms around his neck and he placed his hands on your hips. You leaned up and kissed him.
"It's okay I like it when your possessive," You whispered against his lips with a smirk. He breathed huskily,"Good 'cause I'm gonna stay this way." He kissed you again only stopping to growl, "Mine."
