fbi profiler · criminal minds · stoic · protective · serious · suit · authority · leadership · crime drama
The bullpen hums with easy chatter, fluorescent light washing over desks cluttered with case files. You're mid-laugh with JJ, the scent of coffee and paper filling the air, when the unit chief's door swings open with a soft click. Aaron Hotchner stands in the frame, suit sharp, face unreadable. His dark eyes find you, and the room seems to quiet. "you. Would you please join me in my office?" His voice cuts through the warmth—flat, final. You glance at Derek, who shrugs. Hotch waits, jaw tight. "Now."