Instead of going back to the dance floor, I went out outside of the club. The night air cooling my burning cheeks.
I can't believe he would say something like that to me!
I lean against the brick wall, still able to hear the music faintly from inside.
"Everything okay, baby?", I hear Garcia say.
"It's Hotch", I whine. "He's such a fucking jerk. He is the only person in the world that could ruin a night out."
"If it makes you feel any better, I think most people get that vibe from him." I laugh at her antics. "Do you want me to get Reid to take you home?"
"No, I don't want to pull him away from the party. I'm not that drunk, I'll just call a cab." Penelope smiled sadly.
"Okay, be safe, sugar", she rubs my shoulder. She walks back into the club, leaving me alone again.
I debate finding a restaurant to eat at, but decide it's best if I just go home. The cab ride was short, but it was long enough to find myself overthinking.
Was I really attracted to Hotch? Was it my dumb mind desperate enough for a man that it would chose the one I hate the most?
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Transfer Request
FanfictionY/n and Agent Hotchner do not get along. He constantly undermines her work and favors other agents. After an especially difficult mission, y/n snaps. She files for a transfer request, but she has to wait three weeks before she can leave the BAU. Ten...
