Haven [aaron hotchner x reader]

Eight

*Upon some confusion due to my lack of clarification, Prentiss is a young professor.  Imagine her as late 20's early 30's.  Okay enjoy!*

You end class per Hotch's orders and lock up the classroom.  You leave the building and call Hotch back and he answers on the second ring.  "We really need to talk," you say to him as you walk down the sidewalk.

Hotch clears his throat, "Yeah, that'd be best.  I can send you my address and we can talk here?  I don't think we should risk it again on campus."  You tell him alright and you'd be there after your classes finished for the day.

You called Penelope next, you'd have to let her know you wouldn't be there for lunch.  "Y/n, thank god.  Did you hear about the campus scandal?" Penelope gossips.  Somehow she was always one of the first people to hear about things.

You laugh nervously, "Yeah, I did.  Crazy right?  Did you hear about who it was?" you ask almost scared of the answer.

"Yeah, it's kind of sad.  It was JJ and a female professor, Professor Prentiss I believe.  Apparently they've been seeing each other for a while.  Have you talked to Spencer, I'm sure he's feeling rough about it," she says and a weight lifts off your chest as you find out it wasn't you and Hotch that had been caught.  But then your heart hurts for Spencer.

"Yeah, I talked to him last night.  He walked in on JJ cheating but he didn't say with who and I didn't wanna pressure him.  That's insane," you were stunned by this whole thing.

Penelope gossips a little bit more and then stops, "Anyway's you called me.  What's up?" she asks.

You clear your throat, "I was just letting you know I won't be there at lunch.  I have a thing," you say.

"Oh, is it a dick appointment?  Oh my gosh, please tell me it's a DA!" Penelope practically sings with joy.  You can't help but laugh, she's so goofy, "Um possibly, but how is it you're more excited about my sex life than me?"

You both laugh and hang up after telling her to pass the message on to Spencer.  You go to your other two classes and they seem to drag on.  After your final class, you rush to your car and put Hotch's address into your navigation.

Turns out Hotch's place was only about 20 minutes away and when you pulled into the driveway you saw a large brick house with a white fence surrounding it.  Big dick, big house, makes sense.

You turn off your car and walk towards the door and can't help but feel a little nervous.  You stand in front of the door for a few seconds trying to gather yourself.  You ring the doorbell and wait.

Hotch opens the door and he's standing there in a loose blue t-shirt and grey sweatpants.  He still hadn't shaved so last night's scruff had grown into a beard.  Hot doesn't begin to cover how he looked.  "Hey," he says and swings the door open to let you in.