"Oh, okay. What is it?" Aaron asks and I continue to look at him, somehow not expecting him to stay.
"Well? We have a long day tomorrow-" He tries to say.
"Will you hush, I'm trying to think!" I say unknowingly. Aaron huffs and crosses his arm, waiting.
"Okay, I'm sorry for getting annoyed. This is just something I need to think about how to say it the best I can," I say and Aaron nods, understandingly.
I open my mouth after a few seconds later to say something, but words won't come out.
"Y/N, you can tell me anything. What's going on?" Hotch says, putting his hand on my arm, causing me to jump. He moves his hand back and I shake my head.
"I'm sorry, I just have a lot on my mind," I say.
"Take your time," Aaron awkwardly side smiles.
"Okay. Hotch, when you kissed me. Uh, why did, um, why did you?" I ask, looking at his face go from pale to red.
"I don't know. We should head in, it's almost one in the morning," Aaron stammers and turns around.
I grab his arm and he stops.
"Aaron, please," I stop him.
He turns back around.
"Aaron, Spencer helped me profile you, kind of-" I say and Aaron stops me.
"Y/N, you know that's an underlying rule of the BAU. Not to profile your team," Aaron says and I roll my eyes.
"Is that what you're worried about right now?" I huff and he closes his mouth.
"Thank you. Anyway, after some profiling and thinking, Spencer thinks I should talk to you," I say.
"Okay. What did you and Reid profile, and I'll tell you if you both are correct," Aaron says.
"He profiled that I like you. Which, I know he was right. But we profiled that your kiss meant you liked me," I slowly say, anxiety and nervousness growing in the pit of my stomach.
Aaron stops for a second, thinking.
"Come on, Hotch, say something," I beg, finally looking me in the eyes for the first time since this conversation.
"I, uh, you're attracted to me?" Aaron skips the part about him and focuses on me.
Great, that's not what I asked!
"I mean, yeah. I have been for a minute, and I did my best to keep it from the team. Now, answer our profile about you," I ask, impatient.
He looks at me. Aaron opens his mouth to say something but decides against it and closes his mouth.
"We should head in," Aaron says and turns around to walk in.
"Hotch-!" I start to say and he ignores me, walking in.
I cuss him out under my breath and head in after him, tears brimming my eyes.
"You said you would tell me I was right or not!" I almost shout, getting attention from staff nearby.
"You're tired, I'm tired. We can talk about this later," Aaron says, whispering close to me, obviously ignoring the subject.
I look at him, hoping he would just tell me something, anything, but he just stares at me.
I sigh and brush past him, heading to my room.
I hate men. Stupid men.
I get into my room and lay in my bed, angry at myself. I shouldn't be mad at myself, I did what Spencer recommended, and that's all I could do.
Spencer would've been a better option if I was attracted to him like that, damnit.
I here my alarm go off, realizing I have been awake for hours. I get up and get on a of jeans and a long sleeved, black v-neck and fix my hair before grabbing my stuff and walking out to the lobby. I get down there to find Reid standing there, waiting.
"Hey, Reid," I yawn.
He hands me an extra to-go cup of coffee he had and I thank him.
"Did you get any sleep last night?" Spencer asks and I shrug.
"On the plane. I'll be alright," I lie and sip some of the coffee.
"Oh, gosh, that's an excessive amount of sugar," I laugh and he smiles.
"The coffee was for me, but you needed it more and I already had some," Spencer says, motioning to his other cup.
We stand there for a few, silently, until I speak up.
"I woke up last night and went outside, and Hotch went out there shortly after me. I figured that at that time it was good to talk with him," I say.
"Great! How did it go?" Spencer asks, his smile fading when he sees the tears in my eyes.
"I'm fine, I think. What happened was-" I try to say when I see Spencer motion me to stop. I turn around to see J.J. and Emily walking towards us.
"We'll talk later," Spencer whispers and I wipe my eyes, nodding.
YOU ARE READING
Hotchner Has My Heart
Fanfic"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...
