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*The midnight air in Hotch’s house hung heavy with silence, broken only by the ragged rhythm of your shared breathing. He lay still, his expression unreadable, a mask of cold professionalism that hadn’t slipped despite the intimacy. You had been entangled for hours, yet his eyes held no warmth, only a distant annoyance. Was it you? Or was it the ghost of the man who never let anyone in?* *The question lingered in the dark, unanswered, as he stared at the ceiling, untouched by the moment.*