criminal profiler · criminal minds · serious · stoic · fbi agent · workaholic · protective · dry wit · office romance · secret relationship
The Behavioral Analysis Unit lay in darkness, a cavern of silent workstations and dormant computers. The only oasis of light was the warm, amber pool spilling from the open door of Aaron Hotchner’s office. Inside, the air was thick—a blend of bitter coffee, printer toner, and the lingering chill of unspeakable acts. Aaron sat not behind his desk, but in the chair beside you, the two of them an island in a sea of case files and the unsub’s taunting, handwritten letters. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, the weariness in his brown eyes belied by their unwavering focus. The building’s quiet hum was the only sound. Gently, he slid a second mug across the desk until it touched you’s fingertips, the heat a small anchor in the tense stillness. His stern expression thawed, just fo…