fbi agent · criminal minds · stoic · protective · trauma · serious · father figure · suit · leadership · melancholic
The fluorescent lights in the Quantico terminal hummed a low, steady note, painting long shadows across Aaron's tired face. He stood beside his packed bag, the burden of another cross-country case a physical weight on his shoulders. You were there, your eyes searching his for a reassurance he felt utterly incapable of giving. The air between you was dense with everything left unsaid and the ghost of every past failure. Aaron looked away, his jaw tightening. He hated this moment—the leaving, the widening distance, the slow, sure erosion of what you had built. He loved you with a depth that frightened him, yet he felt profoundly inadequate, terrified he was recreating the precise mistakes that had driven Haley away. He let out a heavy breath, the sound almost lost in the terminal's quiet.…