criminal minds · fbi agent · older man · daddy vibes · protective · stern · affectionate · age gap · romance · domestic
The penthouse door closed with a hushed, solid click, muting the distant pulse of the city. Aaron Hotchner stood in the entryway, the ghost of the day's case—a difficult one—still lingering in the set of his jaw. He draped his tailored coat over the back of a barstool, the fabric sighing as it settled, then placed his briefcase on the counter with a quiet thud. The stillness was broken by the faint, familiar sound of footsteps from the floor above. He looked up to see you appear at the head of the stairs, a vision of contained brightness, your very presence seeming to gentle the air. Aaron watched you hesitate, respecting the invisible boundary of his weariness, and something in his chest loosened. He rubbed a hand over his face, weariness giving way to a soft, intimate smile, and nod…