Haven [aaron hotchner x reader]

Fifteen

You're woken up from your blissful sleep to the sound of a phone ringing.  The ringtone isn't yours though and as you open your eyes you're slightly confused by your surroundings before you remember you slept over at Hotch's. A body behind you stirs and you groan.

Hotch grabs his phone from the table and answers, "SSA Hotchner," his tired voice is gruffy.  "Okay, call the rest of the team.  I'll be there in 30."  He hangs up the phone and you groan turning over into his chest.

His arm wraps back around you, "I just got called onto a case."  You bury your face in his chest, causing your spoken words to be muffled.  "What was that?" He asks as he laughs tiredly.

"I said no, I'm warm in this cocoon," you say and give his chest a kiss.  His hand runs up and down your back, "I have to go.  You can stay and sleep.  It's only 3 am."

3 am on Tuesday?  The time makes you cringe.

Hotch gives you a kiss on the head before leaving the warmth of the bed.  He turns the light to die so he can get ready and dressed so you cover your head with the blanket.

After about 15 minutes, he was showered and dressed and had come to sit on the bed next to you to tell you goodbye.  He pushes the hair from your face and you peek an eye open at him, "What?" You ask at the look on his face.

"You look really pretty when you wake up," Hotch says.  Your cheeks fill with warmth and a stupid smile covers your face.  He leans down to give you a kiss but you back away and he looks confused,"What's wrong?"

You look at him like he's stupid, "I haven't brushed my teeth."  He rolls his eyes and leans back in saying, "I don't care," then plants a kiss on your lips.  "Go back to sleep," he says and tucks the covers around you, ensuring your warmth.

He stands and begins to walk away but you quickly grab his hand and pull him back to you. You kiss him deeply before settling back into the bed. "Stay safe," you say cuddling in the blankets.

"Always," he says and leaves the room, shutting the door behind him. Shortly after you hear the slam of the front door and you're left alone in the house.

You eventually fall back asleep into the covers and during your sleep you migrate to Hotch's side of the bed, his smell drawing you in.

***

Sep. 7-13: Friday evening

"We have to look HOT," Penelope says as you both look through your clothes. You pull out a sheer black long sleeve shirt and Penelope nods vigorously.

It was the night of Penelope's date with Derek, the guy she's been swooning about for the past week. The plan was to go to a local bar and play pool and drink beer. A really low key night.

You grab a strappy bralette to wear underneath the top and a pair of black leather shorts. Penelope had chosen to wear a flown red dress with blue, white, and yellow flowers all over it. Your style was very simple whereas hers was very out there and bold.

"Pen, I think the only person who needs to look hot is you. Tonight is all about you," you tell her and she smiles.

"Is it weird if I'm nervous?" She asks fiddling with her fingers. You shake your head, "Tonight is gonna be great, I promise. From what you've told me about him, you guys really click."

Spencer and Derek had planned to meet you two outside of your dorm at 8 and it was currently 7:30.  You did light Smokey eye and popped on some chapstick and called it good.