Twisted// a.h. & s.r.

seven

Brooklyn's POV

As you followed Hotch out of the diner, nervous butterflies erupted in your stomach. "Can we go to your place? Jessica is staying the night with Jack at my house." Hotch asked as he got into his car.

"Yeah, I'll text you my address" you pulled out your phone and sent it to him. You climbed into your car and watched him pull out of the parking lot, you soon following.

You were unsure what you were going to tell Spencer, as you didn't want to lie to him, but you knew it would be for the better. The drive to your apartment was short, and as you drove into the parking lot of the complex, you noticed a familiar car. "Is that...no way." It was Spencer's car.
You parked quickly, seeing Hotch had already left his car and began heading to your apartment. "Aaron!" you called as you sprinted up the steps. Turning the corner, you saw your boss and co worker facing each other, not saying anything. They turned to face you, and you felt heat rushing to your cheeks.
"Brooklyn... why is he here?" you could hear the hurt in his voice.
"He's coming by to pick up a case file" you offered him a small smile, but he simply shook his head. "You've done one case with us, Brooklyn" he clenched his jaw.
I turned to look at Hotch, noticing he was already looking at me, his eyes cold. "I'm going to go, see you two at work tomorrow" he brushed passed you, and you didn't stop him. You were more interested in explaining yourself to Spencer.
"Spence, can we talk inside please?" you began walking towards him, pulling out your keys to unlock your door. He nodded, and you opened the door, letting him inside. You threw your bag on the couch, plopping down right beside it. Spencer stood in front of you, arms crossed and his expression soft.
"I thought you didn't like him. I thought you were going to end things with him." he made eye contact with you and held it, you crumbling under his stare. "I was going to, but he just... i don't know."
"Did he threaten you? If he threatened you I swear Brooklyn, I'll-" he was getting worked up, his hand in his hair and the other at his side, playing with the hem of his sweater. You cut him off before he could run away with the idea. "No Spence, he wanted to have sex, no strings attached." you were looking at the ground now, ashamed. You should have never agreed to a relationship like that, much less with your boss.
"And you agreed? You were gonna let him use you?" He was getting in your face now, and he was fuming. "I don't understand why you're so upset Spencer." Realizing you called him his full name, he took a step back, hurt filling his eyes.
"Why do I care?" he mumbled, "You're just a whore anyways" his head shot up, realizing what he just said. You glanced up at him, shocked. " Get out"
"Wait Brooklyn I didn't mean-"
"I said LEAVE." you nearly shouted at him. Tears were flowing down your cheeks now, and you stared at the floor, embarrassed and angry. Spencer slammed the door on his way out, leaving you alone with your thoughts. I hate men.
With that thought, you got up and climbed into bed, too upset to shower.

———————-the next morning———————
Brooklyn's POV
You sat in your car, parked in the parking lot of the BAU, and wished you had just called in sick. You seriously considered it, but you knew Hotch would not buy it, and since you were still new to the team, you decided against it.
Stepping out of your car, coffee in one hand and your bag in the other, you began a brisk walk towards the entrance. You were not prepared for the awkwardness the day would bring, and you did not want to face Hotch. Is our deal even still standing?

You quickly brushed that thought off, as that was the last thing you should be thinking about right now. You did wonder if he would avoid you, or choose to confront you. You did want to talk to him and settle things, after all. Having an awkward relationship with your boss was the last thing you wanted, but you figured it would've been awkward with the deal in place anyways.

Passing through the entrance, you walked to the elevator and clicked the up button. The doors soon opened and you stepped in, the door closing before you heard, "Wait, hold the doors!" the voice was familiar, and you really hoped it wasn't...
Spencer slid through the closing doors at the last second, leaving you and him alone in the elevator. His eyes widened as he realized it was you, and you could see the sorrow in his eyes. You had planned on avoiding him the whole day, but it seemed as the universe had other plans.
"Brooklyn..." he began, and you turned to face him, your arms crossed. "... listen, I didn't mean what I said last night. I was just so angry in the moment and it just slipped out and I'm so sorry I hurt you. Please, forgive me?" he smiled softly at you, before looking down and fiddling with his thumbs.

"It's ok Spence, but I just don't understand why you were so upset." with your response, his eyes met yours again, sending butterflies to your core. He took a step closer to you, his eyes searching yours, as if he was trying to find the right words. "You deserve better than someone who just wants you for sex."

It was sweet that he was looking out for you, but you decided to tease him anyways. "Who, someone like you?" you giggled, but your smile soon faded when he took another step closer, his eyes glancing at your lips, then back to your eyes.

"Spence..." he didn't let you finish your sentence. His lips smashed against yours, the kiss full of passion. His large hand cupped your cheek, the other resting just above your ass. You moved your hands from his chest to his hair, tugging slightly. As the kiss began to deepen, Spencer pulled away slightly, smirking.

"What's wrong?" you asked quietly, missing the feeling of his lips on yours. "I've just been wanting to do that since I've met you" he chuckled before leaning back in, but before your lips met again, the elevator door opened. The two of you had been so caught up in the moment that you had forgotten to press the button. Your jaw dropped to the floor, and you practically ripped your hands from Spencer's hair, him removing his hands from you instantaneously.

Of course it just had to be Hotch.

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Hey guys, hope you enjoyed this chapter! Should I switch this to a y/n story? Let me know, because im seriously considering it!!

-b