I walk into work the next day, waiting for my ibuprofen to get rid of my pounding headache and I sit at my desk.
"You okay? You went pretty hard on the alcohol last night," Derek laughs and I shake my head.
"Y/N, can I see you in my office?" Aaron says, walking out of his office.
"Ooh, you're in trouble," Emily jokes and I stand up, waving her off.
"You needed me?" I ask, nervous. He looks me up and down as I stand in the doorway.
"Shut the door and have a seat," Aaron says and I do as I'm told.
"A- Am I in trouble?" I ask.
"No. I called you in to go over how your first case was. Strauss just wants the basic questions answered. You'll do fine," He answers and I nod.
He begins his interview and I answer the questions honestly. He writes my answers down on the paper he has on his desk with the questions on it.
Aaron stands up and closes the blinds as I continue to answer my question. I can feel my face get heated as he sits on the corner of his desk.
"Are, uh, we done? I have work to do," I say. What is he doing?
"No. You can go," Aaron says and we both stand up.
"But, before you do," Aaron says as he grabs my arm. He spins me to face him, our faces inches apart. His hot breath on my face as we lock eyes.
Hotch leans in. We lock lips, and his hands reaches my lower back pushing me towards him. My left hand rests on his chest and my other hand holds the back of his neck, pushing him closer to me.
Break for air after a minute and Aaron releases me, fixing his tie.
"You should go finish your work," Aaron says, opening the door. I nod at him.
"Y- Yeah. I'll go do that," I studder. So stupid.
I walk out to the bullpen and I sit at my desk, smiling wide.
"Someone's blushing," Derek jokes and everyone turns to me.
"Shut it, Mr. Big Shot," I joke and he smiles.
The work day finishes up and I head home, still smiling.
"I kissed Aaron Hotchner," I says slyly to myself looking into my mirror, my self confidence rising. My phone vibrates.
I look at it, expecting to be a case. I open the message.
Aaron✨: We need to talk when you get a chance. See you tomorrow.
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Hotchner Has My Heart
Fanfiction"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Here," the black haired man said, holding out his hand. I take his hand and he helps me up off the sidewalk. He looks me up and down as I wipe any dirt I had on me off. "Uh, I'm Aaron Hotchner. Nice to meet you," The tall...
