a dwindling, mercurial high - - - - - - - inspired by Taylor Swifts song, illicit affairs. I do not own criminal minds, just this plot and oc's. all rights are reserved
You watched Mr. Hotchner pull his gun out and press it against the mans forehead, cocking it. Your smirk only grows as you walked elegantly towards him, stroking his arm as you stopped behind him. Your other hand rests on his left side as you press your lips to his right ear, and you whisper, "If you shoot him, you wo...