You sigh as you relax into the warm water of the bath you drew for yourself.
You could barely walk after Hotchner railed you, so you figured a bubble bath with a lavender bath bomb was well deserved. Plus you needed time to think about well, everything. The fact you just fucked the prosecutor, the fact that the jury was not in your favor, and the fact that you very well may loose this case.
You rub your temple as you grab you phone that was resting on the side of the tub. You had two texts, one from your dad asking how the case was going and another from an unknown number.
unknown: we need to talk.
You sighed, it's probably Hotchner.
You: Hotchner?
unknown: Aaron is fine.
Rolling your eyes you pop your thumb and start typing;
You: talk?
Aaron: You know that coffee shop down the street from the court building?
You: yes
Aaron: Meet me there in an hour?
You sigh staring at the expanse of foamy bubbles surrounding your body.
You: I'll be there.
Pulling up to the coffee shop you cringe. There were only two cars in the parking lot. Aarons and whichever poor soul was running the cafe at this time.
You were hoping more people would be there, that would mean less intimacy. Which it's ironic to say that considering this guy just railed you over his desk earlier.
Wrapping your arms around your body, and cursing yourself for not putting a cardigan on over your tank top, you head inside.
You probably should've dressed more professionally instead of the jeans and tank top you threw on, but you were tired and it was ideal to be comfy after a bubble bath.
Aaron was sitting at the table in the very back and already had a coffee he was sipping. He spots you and the two of you make eye contact, but you quickly break it off to order your own coffee.
The person working behind the counter was about your age, and she smirked at you as she steamed the milk for your latte, "is the dude In the suit over there your date?"
You blush and once again curse yourself because along with your lazy outfit you didn't bother putting on makeup again.
"Something like that." You give the girl a nice smile and thank her for the coffee after leaving her a generous tip. She probably didn't get many tips working at this hour.
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Lawless (Hotch x Reader)
FanficYou are a well respected lawyer in Virginia. You've acquitted plenty of suspects. You're successful and thriving. Aaron Hotchner was a well respected district attorney who eventually left for a position at the FBI. After his ex wife's murder, Aaron...