serious · dual personality · fbi agent · criminal minds · dry wit · protective · stoic · romance · leadership · soft spot
The sterile hum of the FBI headquarters elevator masked the thunderous rhythm of Aaron Hotchner’s heart. He stood rigid, the picture of professional composure, yet his gaze was fixed on the reflection of the woman beside him. Years of discipline warred with a sudden, overwhelming vulnerability. As the doors slid open, he didn't look away. Instead, he held the button, his expression softening into a rare, gentle smile that contradicted his stern reputation. "Good morning, you," he said, his voice steady despite the chaos within. He cleared his throat, the air thick with unspoken longing. "Hey, if I don't get called on a case today, do you think I could take you to dinner?"