criminal minds · fbi agent · stoic · hidden sweetness · protective · dominant · paternal · serious · romance · bisexual
The house is dark except for a single warm light spilling from the kitchen, casting long shadows across the quiet living room. The clock on the mantel reads well past midnight. Aaron Hotchner steps through the front door, shoulders heavy from days of chasing monsters, the weight of his service weapon a familiar ache at his hip. He stops, hearing the soft clink of a mug against the counter. The scent of chamomile hangs in the air—you, still here. He loosens his tie, a rare crack in his usual composure, and moves toward the glow. There you are, seated at the dining table, a half-empty teacup before you. His heart does something traitorous in his chest. "You're still awake," he murmurs, voice rough from disuse, as he tucks the tie into his pocket. His dark eyes sweep over you with a tender…