SMUT 

***

It has been 2 months since Spencer and his girlfriend had broken up, they were not meant for each other at all. She would always manipulate him and control his actions, even his words. He started to change because of her and not in the good way, the guy was not your friendly Doctor Spencer Reid anymore. He would scowl his words are you, look at you disgusted and mainly go days without coming into work because of his ex. His life was messy. 

Since they broke up, he has been coping well and bad. He has been coming over to my house each week telling me all about her and about the things she’d do to him. Horrible things. I sometimes couldn't believe him. I’d sit and listen to him for hours whilst he's sometimes cry into his hands, or try to hug me and find comfort in me. I wasn’t so big on physical affection but I did try my best to help him. 

Eventually, he became better and started to look after himself more, his appliance would sometimes intimated you and even though the man opened up to me about his past love life, I can still find him intimidating. 

I was snapped out of my thoughts as I saw Spencer walking through the glass doors and announcing his good morning to everyone. “Morning to you too, Reid.” Morgan said coldly, recently them two got in an argument about… well of course his ex. I returned Reid’s morning with a faint smile as the pen in my hand would tap against my lips, his eyes looked down on me with coldness as well. Now I did not do anything to get that look. I let out a sigh as I return to my desk and continue to research between my files, looking around for new and old connections between my victims and mainly noting down every single mental note. 

“Ah look who’s back and better than ever!” Rossi came in with a smile on his face but quickly faded away once he read the room. “Hey Rossi.” I greet him with a smile, he deserves all the love he can get from the team. He secretly looks after all of us. I could feel Reid’s eyes on me with his eyebrows narrowed, I snapped my eyes back down to my files when I looked to my side to still see him looking at me. I didn’t pay much attention to it and returned my focus once again to my cases. 

***

It is clear to ay that we had a tough case in Arizona, multiple mass murders and genocides linked to each other. I dropped my bag on the table as well as my shoulders from all the stress, sliding my feet across the cold tiles, I open the fridge and pull out a bottle of red wine. Pouring it into a glass I took sips out of it as I searched my coat and bag for my cigarette pack. Don’t dare to blame me, it’s the stress. I sigh as I finally found them, not wanting to go out to buy another pack. 

Crashing my body against the warm couch, I lit my cigarette as I continued to drink out of the glass. Why would he even stare at me like that? I haven’t spoken to him in a week, our last interaction was of him practically yelling at me to leave him alone and not bother him anymore. I shook my head as I mumbled under my breath “Fucking Doctor Reid." 

I hear a buzz from my phone and it lights up with Derek. I pick my phone up and answer it, "Hey there Y/N..” His words were slurred, “Hey Morgan.” I smile at the sound of his voice. “Me and the team are out in a club tonight…and I want you, miss, to join me.. I mean us.” He babble this words out as I bit down on my lower lip looking at the time, “Sure, what’s the club again?” I needed to let loose, I couldn’t keep going on like this. 

My black dress hugged my body and my curves, my heels were comfortable enough fro me to walk and even run in them, my hair was simple and so was my makeup. I enter the club and immediately notice Morgan already looking at my body with hunger. “Well hello cougar..” He flashed a smile as I wrapped my arms around his neck giving him a hug, his arms snaked around my waist as he walked me over to the bar, “Didn’t expect you to be out so late.” I tell him honestly as he ordered me a drink. “After everything that happened today and with Reid? When would I say no to a night out baby.” Derek’s eyes locked with mine as I thanked the bartender and downed my shot. “Where’s the team-” I was cut off my Garcia coming over my way with a smile on her face, “Ah! My love and my saviour!” She hugged me as Prentiss soon joined and so did JJ. I was beginning to wonder if Reid was here too. 

Multiple sensual songs played loudly through the speakers, I started to build up my courage after a couple of shots and joined the dance floor. I ran my hands through my body as another guy was pressing up against me, his arm snaking around my waist dancing in the same motion and pace as me. I looked up at him with seductive eyes as he looked down and smirked, “You’re too pretty to be in here.” His voice was low and raspy, “What can I say..” I led on, “I may be pretty but full of nightmares.” I replied as I walked away from him with a smirk. I noticed Derek as he caught my attention in the dim lights, “Hello pretty girl.” His voice was so rough yet so soft, “Hey baby..” I greeted back as his arms wrapped around my back and my waist, his body pressed tightly against mine as I stretched my head backwards to the beat of the songs. 

The tension was rising as my arms were wrapped around his neck, my hands resting on top of each other and my nails dangling across his shirt. He leaned into my neck, feeling his hot breath as he peppered me with soft kisses around, I chuckled and looked back up at him, “Oh baby…you can’t hold yourself back can you?” My voice was as seductive as my eyes, both of us could feel the heat between our bodies as we continued to sway to the music. “Not when a girl like you is up against me.” His grip became stronger as he puled me in more close, both of us looking at each others features “Do it.” I whisper to him as his lips immediately crashed into mine, both of our tongues fighting for each others dominance. His heavy hands had a tight grip around my hips as both of our bodies were grinding against each others. I pulled away for air, “That wasn’t so bad then was it?” Derek smirked as he tucked my hair behind my ear and easing his grip, “I could tell you’ve been wanting to do that for a long time.” I smirked right back at him as I checked my phone. 

3:00 am.

Shit. “Derek it’s 3 am, I think I should head home now.” I explained to him as I showed him my phone, he nodded understanding my situation, “All right baby girl, good night and stay safe please.” God his words were my weakness. “Will do baby.” I kissed his cheek and smirked at him with a devilish look. I held my bag tightly as I walked past the crowds towards the exit. 

Finally some fresh air. I started to walk towards my apartment but soon I felt a pair of eyes following me, I looked down to my side and noticed a shadow, the figure was slender and his arms were kept close to his body. I lit a cigarette just in case I needed to burn them and for my own pleasure. The streets were quiet and lonely, only the lights could speak so many words. I puffed out the smoke and tapped on the cigarette for the ashes to fall. I was soon about the finish the cigarette till I felt a pair of hands grab my shoulders and pushing me against the wall. 

Spencer? 

My eyes widened at the man, his eyes falling on my facial features, mainly my lips. “Spencer?” I asked in a confused yet shocked tone, “The fuck are you doing– following me?” My eyebrows narrowed to the centre as my head turned to look around us noticing that there was no one near. “Why were you with Derek?” He growled through his teeth, “Spencer you are not seriously jealous at the fact that I am out partying with Morgan?” I scoffed and pushed him off for me to have enough space around me, but he grabbed me by my wrist holding it in a tight grip as he pulled me back into his chest, “Don’t fucking lie to me Y/N. You kissed him." 

Damn he was jealous. 

I rolled my eyes and looked back at him in a disgust face, "Okay and? It was in the moment and why do you care?” I pushed my index finger into his chest becoming more angry by the second. “You are acting like we are dating- no actually you are acting like you almost own me.” I spat out, feeling my face becoming more hotter and my heart picking up its pace. “Y/N.” Spencer mumbled as I scoffed, “Don’t. You haven’t spoken to me for weeks now, not even look at me, and now… now you wanna act like this?” I tried to shake his hand off of my wrist but the grip was too strong. 

“Stop it.” He yelled at me and grabbed me to follow him along, “Spencer!” I yelp out still angry at him, “Get in the fucking car.” He pushed my body in the passengers seat and buckled my seatbelt. Feeling his hot breath on my thighs and his eyes rushing past my body made me throw my head back and sigh out as I rubbed my forehead with both of my hands. He ran tot he other side and didn’t bother to buckle up as he started the car and started to drive towards my apartment. We both didn’t say or mumble anything to each other till we arrived to my apartment. 

He got out first, I unbuckled my seat belt as he got to my side and opened the car door grabbing my wrist again and dragging me out. He pushed the door back in and locked the car as he continued to keep on forcing me to follow him along to my door. “Keys.” Spencer held out his hand as I searched my purse and took out my keys, pushing him aside and opening the door myself. “Don’t need a man to open a fucking door Reid.” I mumbled under my breath as he rolled his eyes and let out a sigh, “You’ll never end it with your attitude will you?” He asked in an annoyed tone. 

I settled my bag down as well as my keys and looked back at him, “No, not really.” I gave him a fake smile as I crossed my arms and looked at him across the room, “What do you want now?” I ask arrogantly as he began to approach me with his hands in his pockets. “You.” My face turns into a confused state whilst his eyes trace my body, up and down, licking his lips and biting his lower lips. He looked like a predator and I was his prey. “Spencer… what do you mean..” My tone begins to go quiet, keeping my arms still crossed and my eyes on his. “You heard me. I want you.” He whispered into my ear. 

That was enough for me to wrap my arms around his neck, and my hands to get tangled into his brown locks. “Have me.” I played my cards as his face was now aligned with mine. His smirk began to show, taking his hands out of his pockets and resting them on my hips as he bought me closer to his body. Feeling the tension growing, Spencer placed one of his hands on my cheek as he faded his thumb across my cheekbone, and smashed his lips into mine. We both continued to make out as his hands explored my body everywhere, my hands were stuck into his hair but slowly I creeped onto his shoulders, digging my nails into his shirt and skin. His hands reached to my thighs as he squeezed them lightly in order for me to jump in his arms. I followed his commands and jumped into his arms as we continued to make out, neither of us pulling away. 

He walked carefully towards my bedroom, making sure he didn’t trip on anything. His hands holding me so delicately, we continued to still kiss as he placed me on the bed slowly, “I’ve been wanting this for so long..” Spencer gasped for air as he pulled away. My eyes looked over his lips, noticing that they were pink from the biting of my teeth. A smirk forms on my face as I run my hand through my hair and lean back, my arms supporting my weight, “Is that so smart boy?” I look up at him, the lust in our eyes only growing. My teeth trapped my bottom lip as his hands begun to work on his belt, unbuckling the black leather strap he threw it on the bed making sure it did not hurt me. 

His hands creeped up my thighs, as his thumbs circled around my soft skin. He dragged down my dress as his eyes were locked with mine, “You look beautiful Y/N.” His low voice whispered. I took a sharp breath in and slid across the bed for my body to be closer to his. “I need you.” I hiss out as I close my thighs but his grip was too strong, he opened them and chuckled “Keep them open for me princess.” Spencers hands traced my figure, from my thighs, up my waist and across my ribs feeling every inch of skin that there was, up to my breasts and eventually reaching my neck. His left hand wrapped around my neck as I slipped a soft moan, his right hand traced back down to my breasts and he took my nipple in between his finger tips and begun to tease me, the soft and gentle yet rough friction from his finger tips made me arch my back, hissing out moans. “You’re such a good girl.” His lips nuzzled into my chest as he began to plant kisses everywhere. His fingertips continued to tease my nipple as he begun to pull on it gently but slowly increasing the distance as he noticed my moans becoming louder. “Keep on going..” I whimper to him as I look down to only see his face lowering to my other breast, his lips wrapping themselves around my nipple as nibbling on it gently. 

His right hand detached from my nipple and traced my body down to my clit, adding the pressure on through the fabric separating his hand and me. His middle and ring finger begun to rub it slowly in circles, making sure he was teasing the right spot. “This is our secret.” He mumbled as he continued to kiss and bite my breasts. My body would only become dominated by his touch and words, this man was a man of dreams. His fingers continued to do the same movement only speeding up the pace, “Spencer…” I moan out as I grind against his hand wanting more of him. “Not yet princess.” He looked up at me, his eyes were dark and lust was the only thing we could see, my hand reached out to touch his cheek as I brought him closer to my lips and violently kissed him. 

His hand pulled away from my clit as he undone his trousers and slid them off of him, my hands worked fast in undoing his shirt buttons, his hazel eyes watched me through his brunet locks.  "I never imagined you so desperate for me.“ Spencers voice echoed in the room, my gaze risen as I finished unbuttoning his shirt and revealing his sculpted body. In shame, my cheeks begun to colour with pink and red, "You were the one that wants me more.” I snap back but he throws me back on the bed, quick to straddle me and pull off my panties. “You never had any choice Y/N." 

Everything happened fast, his grip was tight on my hips as he made sure his cock was aligned with my entrance, he forced his three fingers into my mouth as I swirled my tongue around them as he pulled them out and continued to rub my clit making my breath shudder and my moans slipping out. He wrapped his own hand around his cock one time, before slowly pushing himself in. We both groaned and moaned, his grip only getting tighter and my hands latching onto his wrists with full force. "Fuck, Y/N…” Spencer breathed out as he continued to push himself in and out, “You’re so tight baby.” He smiled as he picked up his pace. Slowly he grabbed one of my lags and rose them in order to place it over his shoulder, this instantly made my back arch as his cock was hitting my g-spot. I could feel him all inside of me as he continued to fuck me. 

His hair would move as he pushed himself in and pulled himself out, his hands travelling to my breasts and beginning to slap them both, making sure to leave a reddish mark before returning to my lit and fiercely rubbing it, knowing I’d be wet enough for him to have full control of my pussy. “Please..” I pleaded as he continued to tease me and fuck me, his eyes travelled up to my gaze and smirked, “Y/N you don’t understand how bad I have been dreaming about this moment…” He slowed down his thrusts as he began to pull out slowly and push himself at full force making me feel him all, “I will make you mine, and that means I can do whatever I want to you.” He gasped out his last words as he sped up his thrusts. 

He grabbed my other leg and placed it over his shoulders, his hands rose up to my breasts once again, holding them tightly and playing with my nipples and he only sped up his thrusts making me want to cum. “Spencer, please I need to cum..” I begged the man as he did not respond to me and continued to fuck me senseless, his left hand latched once again around my neck, adding pressure on the side of my neck whilst his right arm was placed over both of my legs making sure my legs were closed tightly. I could start to feel dizzy at the lack of air, my body was all to his control. “Cum for me Y/N .” Spencer groans out as his thrusts continued, his right hand falling down to my clit and rubbing it continuously whilst his left hand released the grip from my neck. 

His body leaned down as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him knowing it would make him more closer, “Spencer…” I moaned as his lips kept clashing with mine, “Y/N please.. just cum.” He pleaded as his eyes locked with mine. Soon enough, my head fell back into the bed as my hips begun to grind against his cock and my thighs slightly shaking, his breath was shuddering as he moaned, “Y/N..” and tried to gasp for air. 

Spencer Reid is literally the neighbourhood (songs) in human version

SIMON RILEY (GHOST) X Y/N

(this doesn’t contain too much smut)

The yellow brittle dust rolled across my knees and masked face, crouching down, all limbs in and my weapon ready at all times. My hands were covered in cuts from previous missions that I was sent before. The cuts were not that deep but one scar on my face from an enemies knvies was. I remember clearly how he slid across the knife with hatered in his eyes, wishing that could stop me from trying to kill him. But it only just made me want to hurt him even more. 

The black balaclava only covered my mouth and nose since the scar could easily get infected, my hands were govered by the black dirty gloves and my body was weighing down with a bullet proof vest. The long trench boots covered my feet just right in case of any trip wires or traps set out in the battle area. 

I was partenered up with someone called Ghost, but I haven’t even met him yet. I guess he really lives up to the name. 

Soft grunting comes from just around the building, and I begin to start crawling on my feet slowly to see who it was. A tall man with a army vest, army uniform and helmet holding a XM4 tightly to his chest, limping his foot across with blood dripping from his wound. I hold up my own M4A1 Gunsmith to my cheekbone to align the eye vision directly to his body and began to shoot across the room. 

After he fell down I rushed to see what he had on him, if he had any bandages or anymore weapons avaliable for me. I grab whatever is left from him and continue my mission. Jogging to one building throughout another whilst looking out for any enemies was quite the task. 

The evening begun to settle as the sky was getting darker and darker, knowing that this is the best time to hunt for each other as no one can see. I walk into an old abanonded bar hoping to find something to drink and heal my wounds. Holding up my gun to my cheekbone once again using the infrared vision to scan for any corpses in the bar, I slide across with my feet slowly and carefully enough to not make noise. 

Moving around myself and pitching my own ears for any sounds I hear a deep voice shouting “Duck down!” I do as said so when I notice a grande thrown over, I immidiately got up and ran as fast through the old fallen wooden doors to only feel a strong grip around my arm dragging me in a different direction. 

“Let me go!” I shout at them as I try to escape from their grip but no matter how hard I tried the grip was too tight. “Shut up. I am on your side..” The tall figure says whilst covering me throughout the explosion. My eyebrows narrow together and my eyes try to squint to look at him but all I could see are his dark eyes. 

“You’re Ghost?” I ask in confusion, “Why didn’t you say-” he interrupted me, “For fucks sake, shut up till we get somewhere safe!” he damnded and didn’t even take a peak down at me. I stayed quiet knowing I wouldn’t want to get on his bad side and followed him throughout the different tunnels there were underneath the battle area. 

He finally took the last turn and showed me where he would stay whenever he was wounded or needed any backup. The only light that was avaliable was a candle light and to be honest it let up the little grotto. He settled down on a chair full of dust and half broken as his eyes lingered across my body. 

“What.” I ask in a rude manner, “I don’t think you should be rude sweetheart, afterall I did save you.” I rolled my eyes at his comment and looked around the grotto, it wasn’t that big but nor too small. It had a chest full of first aid kits and any weapons he needed. “So you are the Ghost.” I mumble under my breath, “Yes..” his cold voice didn’t sound to pleased with the nickname. “So how did you know who I am.” I ask out of curiosity, “Just knew.” he once again sid coldly. 

I nod and settle down my weapon, “A true soldier does not put his gun down.” I look behind me and gave him a cold and unwanted stare. “Don’t care.” I say as I retun back to looking at the first aid that he had. “Take off your mask.” He says as the chair creaks back knowing he leaned back, I keep my back towards him as I still ruffle through the chest, “No.” I simply gave him the same cold and unphased answeres he would give too. Recieve what you give. 

Eventually I find the right first aid kit for my wound on my face, so I take off my maks slowly knowing the material is stuck to the dry blood, I take the alcohol out of the box and unscrewed the cap, pouring onto a cotton pad and dabbing it onto the wound, “Fuck..” I mumble under my breath as my hand is curled tight into a fist and my eyes shut along with my face muscles contracting together. 

Ghost stands up and turns me around by my waist as he grabs the cotton pad and dabs it softly across my face, I open my eyes, meeting with his own eyes as I tried to soften my look. “Didn’t know you helped.” I comment with a small smile, “I don’t you were just doing it wrong.” He chuckles and helped to bandage my face. 

Sliding a gauze across the wound and a bandage over it with small tape across the material to hold it, he did know his shit. I clench my jaw and let him continue his job. “Unclench your jaw.” he said stenrly as he stopped helping me, “Why?” my eyes squint together with my eyebrows narrowing, “I can’t work on you if you keep your muscles contracted can I?” he mumbled as he noticed I stopped clenching my jaw in order to allow him to work. “Thank you.” he whispered and finshed off. 

I sighed as I watched him take his seat once again, “You look better wihtout the mask on.” he complimented my face as I raise my lip and look at him up and down giving him the diritest look. “Unnecessary.” he commented as I continued to heal my own wounds.

I took off my bullet proof vest, along with my black camo jacket and longsleeve top, standing with just a black tank top hugging my body with my camo trouseres and the gun holster filled with more pockets of ammunition and different pocket knvies or knife spinners. Ghost looked at me up and down, scanning my own figure as his legs were spread apart with his gun in between resting. 

I grab another first aid kit and lift up my tank top as I notice the cut along my stomach from the other mission. I try my best to clean it up but I couldn’t control the small flinches, till I looked up and noticed his eyes were focused on my hands and the wound. I swallow my pride and ask “Care to help?” as his eyes rise showing me that he is smiling “Thought you wouldn’t ask.." 

As he gets up a shiver is sent down my spine knowing that now I am more than exposed to him. He grabs the cloth and cleans up the excess blood on my stomach and the wound itself, "If you would stop moving it would be better.” he groans as he tried his best to focus, till I feel his strong grip latching onto my wrists together holding them down behind me and focusing on my eyes. There were no words exchanged between us but only the sensation as he stepped closer, towering over me. 

My tongue brushes across my lips as my breath becomes more scattered and try to only focus on his eyes. He leans over to my ear and whisperes in a deep voice “I’d love to show you a good time.” he backs away slowly and lets go slowly of my wrists and grabs onto my waist and makes my body touch the weapon separating the two over our bodies.

SMUT 

***

“Your files are never organised Y/N/L!” Garcia proceeded to clearly point that out to everyone as her heels alerted her presence. 

Of course they are not, why would they be? In my mind I know where everything is, do I relay want to make my job easy for anyone to snoop in? I don’t think so. I turn around and look at the blonde and smile at her sweetly, “Oh darling if you saw my closet you’d drop dead like the case in ‘95.” I chuckled and returned my eyes to my papers. “What case?” Her voice went down a notch, you can tell she was confused and didn’t understand the case. “There was this unsub who released–” Reid began to explain, “Hold your smartness pretty boy, let her wonder in her deep and dark fantasies.” Morgan joined in with a smirk on his face. 

I smiled at the two men, Reid awkwardly smiled at Morgan and Garcia before looking back down at his files. Not too long after the conversation had finished, Rossi came out “We’ve got a case everyone.” We all stood up and walked to the meeting room where we took our seats. Hotchner and Emily were together, whilst Morgan was in the middle next to Reid and I. JJ handed out the files of this case and started her powerpoint. 

“5 murders in the last month, each happened on a Sunday and at the same time, Unfortunately none of the victims have anything in common, or at least from what we can see. The killings are all different depending on the gender.” She laid out the facts and figures for us, Hotchner joined in, “It seems like he is more gentle and careful with the females whereas with the males he’s..” Reid finished his sentence off for him “Aggressive. There might be an underlying reason, maybe a father figure or a boyfriend that has made him into taking out his anger into the victims." 

"Maybe he’s more careful with the victims because of how his mother treated him whenever he got hurt or even possibly abused by his dad.” I added onto Reid’s theory. “And he might be killing them just to take out his anger from his mother. Maybe the mother was also being abused and she knew it but didn’t want to leave.” Prentiss suggested. Everyone had good theories on this case so it may be easy to solve it. 

***

We managed to catch the unsub and some of out theories were correct, we were surprised it didn’t take a long time to trace everything and find him. This recalled for a night out with the team. Morgan was the first one to enter the bar, as per usual, whilst Reid was the last. He never liked bars or let alone any social functions. 

“We will all have whiskeys, baby!” Derek alerted the bartender as he took a seat into the booth, Garcia slid next to him whilst Emily sat besides her. JJ was too busy with Will and her new family, so she didn’t bother to join us even though she really needed it. Me and Reid sat next to each other, trying to adjust myself in order to make sure that his personal space is protected and that none of me was touching him whatever so slightly. 

The bartender settled down the trays of drinks and smiled us, “Well pretty boy, wanna tell us about the new girl?” Derek started the conversation off, Garcia’s eyes widened as she looked over the Spencer whilst Emily was shocked but also impressed. I on the other hand, I was confused but did not display my reaction. “What new girl?” Spencer cleared his throat and started to blink faster. “Oh come on pretty boy, you haven’t said many words lately so we all figure out some cat got your tongue for sure.” He smirked, shooting his sparkly eyes towards my way. I gave him a quick chuckle alongside with a smirk as well, 'The fuck does he mean??’

My head was only filled with question mark symbols , is this why Spencer barely talks to anyone? is this why he has been avoiding me the whole investigation today? what the fuck is going on? 

I sigh softly as I take the shot meant for me and down it, “There is no girl Derek.” Spencer replied with his serious expression, “Whatever you say..” Derek looked away only to check out different girls dancing. “You know Spence, it is not that bad to go out in a while and meet new people.” Emily added onto Derek’s comment. “It is not about meeting new people, I am capable of doing that myself in different settings too. I am just happy with the people in my life already.” He huffed out, you could notice he was starting to get worked up. “Where would you go to meet new people Reid?” I ask curiously. He looked at me with a blank expression, his eyes showing the fire in him, “Fine don’t reply to me, it’s not like you have broken a word to me the whole day.” I grab his drink and down it as well, he was not going to drink that whiskey and no way am I letting it go to waste, I slid out of the booth and onto the dance floor, Morgan was quick to follow me as his hands rested on my hips. 

Garcia and Emily continued talking to Spencer, but his eyes would often drift off to me and Derek dancing together. Why is he concerned? I wrap my arms around Derek’s neck, “All right lil mama..” He whispered in my ear, “Don’t get too ahead of yourself Derek.” I chuckle as I sway my body against his. 

Eventually the dancing came to an end not long after Emily and Penelope joined us, Spencer however, he stayed in his seat examine everyones movements. I stumble over to the booth with a smile on my face, “You having fun?” Spencer asked sarcastically, “So much.” I replied with a sly smile. “I’m going to take Y/N home, hope you guys enjoy your night out.” Spencer announced, Derek looked at him annoyed but understanding at the same time “You always taking away my dancing partner.” Garcia was quick to look at him and hit him softly on his chest “You got me silly.” She chuckled, I also chuckled as I got dragged away from the dancing floor and out of the bar. 

I got into his car and buckled up my seat belt, “Where you taking me..?” I slurred my speech as I looked at him with a seductive look. “My place.” He replied sternly, “No need to be so tensed baby.” I smirked at him as my hand reached out to stroke his thigh, but he was quick to grab my wrist and throw it towards me, “Don’t dare to make up now for the shit you did with Derek,” He almost growled through his teeth as he started to drive, “I was watching you the whole time, the way you were touching your body against his, swaying in the same motion, grinding up against him.” His grip around the steering wheel began to strengthen, “Don’t even think about making up for all the shit you did now.” Spencer finished off his sentence. 

This definitely sobered me up, but why the fuck was he being so over protective, he hasn’t broken a word or a sentence to me the whole day till now. “You haven’t even said a word to me the entire day and you expect me to greet you and talk to you nicely when you’ve been avoiding me for days?” I build up the courage to spit it out. He stopped the car, and didn’t say a thing, not even look at me “Typical..” I mumble under my breath. He was the first to get out of the car, followed by me opening the car door but he was quick to grab the door and hold it open whilst adjusting his grip around my wrist, dragging me out of the car. Slamming the door shut and locking up the car he walked me to his apartment. 

Still no word. 

Not even a look. 

Nothing. 

I let out an annoyed sigh as my eye slept looking up at him expecting him to say something but he only cleared his throat as the elevator dinged, announcing that we are on the right floor. He walked out of the elevator, with me following behind him like a dog. I run my tongue across my front teeth, to show that I was already too annoyed. “Drop the attitude.” His voice was low, and the annoyance in his voice could be heard. He opened the door and pushed me inside by my shoulder, stumbling in I turned around with my eyebrows narrowed, “The fuck was that for-" 

His hands were pressed firmly on my hips as he pushed me into the door, his breath was reflected back on my neck, no lights were on so I could only feel his hands. "I haven’t been avoiding you baby,” He said pleading, his fingers brushed my hair out of my face, “I’ve been needing you." 

Shit. 

Fuck. 

I swallow my pride and try to see his eyes, "I didn’t know..” I reply in a whisper, “Of course you haven’t,” His fingers traced my body, from my face to my neck, down my chest and to my hips, “You love to play games with me,” a chuckle slipped out “Oh and how you play your games so clueless,” His breath could be felt more heavier on my neck, rising up to my ear and planting a kiss just below my ear lobe, “Leaving me all hard at work,” another kiss was placed but lower, “Leaving me wondering about your body,” another kiss was planted on my collar bone, “Leaving me thinking about your moans,” He kissed the middle of my lower neck, seeing the shadow of his curls bouncing up, his face facing me only, “Leaving me thinking about all the things I want to do to you." 

"And only you." 

I couldn’t say anything to him, he won my own game, he knew how to play my game. My hands were tangled into his soft curls as our lips crashed into each other, our teeth and tongues fighting each other for domination. His body pressed up against mine, as his hands travelled to my thighs and squeeing them letting me know to jump onto him. I was quick to wrap my legs around his torso allowing him to grind against me. "Didn’t know that you knew how to make a girl weak..” I whisper as we pull apart for air, “Oh? I made you weak now Y/N?” You could hear the smirk in his tone, “Wait till you see what I have planned for you baby." 

His hands were firmly gripped around my thighs, walking me to his bedroom and throwing me on the bed gently. "If these walls could talk, you’d know all the moans were because of you.” I take a deep breath as I try to sit up, with the support of my elbows. I could only see him taking off his buttoned shirt off and unbuckling his belt, but not sliding off his trousers. His cold hands slid across my thighs, towards my chest and close enough to unbutton the top three buttons of my shirt, leaving him only exposed to my cleavage, kissing down the middle, it made me arch my back slightly wanting more. 

“You’re so needy.” His hands rubbed my thighs in circles as his kisses became more sloppy, this is what I’ve dreamt of every night. He continued to unbutton my shirt till he reached the rim of my skirt, he felt the zip on the side of my hip and slowly dragged the zip down. “Spencer..” I let out a groan wanting him to hurry up and fuck me senseless, “Say it baby.” He lifted himself up so our faces aligned. 

“I want you.” I breathed out as his faced nuzzled into my neck and began to attack it with bites and kisses, pleasure and pain was his only combination. His hands working with the clothes fast, ripping them apart, off of my body and throwing them on the floor. His hands ripped my tights apart as well, leaving me only in my black set. “Promise me that you will tell me if you want me to slow down Y/N.” He whispered into my ear before devouring me with his lips. I nodded my head quickly and let him take over my body. 

“Fuck, I’ve been wanting to do this for so long.” He mumbled as his fingers teased my clit through my panties. “Your pretty face, full of desperation,” He pressed down on my clit, adding the right pressure to cause me to let out a soft moan, “Your body arching up as I touch you,” He added more pressure making me squirm and tightening my thighs around his hand, “In all of the right places.” His other hand pushed one of my knees apart, wanting me to keep my legs opened as he slid off my panties. 

The hot breath reflected on my slit as he used both of his hands to spread out my pussy and began to lick the clit only, teasing me, trying all the ways he could think of. My hands were wrapped tightly around his curls trying to push his head inwards for him to keep going but his strength overpowered mine. “Not yet baby.” He mumbled as he started to lick more, across my clit, exploring every inch of me. The vibrations made my moan and close my thighs again once more, but he place his arms on my hips holding me down steadily and starting to devouring me more. I swear I could only see black and red in his room, the fact that eye contact did not matter to him, only my moans could feel his void. 

His left one of his hands across my hip as he slid his other hand down to my pussy, inserting two fingers in, watching my back arching, feeling how wet I am and how I only kept on getting more wet. His tongue began to do more work, his eyes looking up at me as one of my hand set go of his curls and grabbed the bedsheets. Moans were the only way I could communicate with him right now, the way his tongue explored me and his fingers curling up every time I only got louder. “I want everyone to hear you Y/N.” Spencer’s voice groaned as he could feel himself getting harder, “Fuck..” He mumbled against my clit as my thighs started to shake slightly. 

But suddenly he stopped. 

He took out his fingers and detached himself from me, grabbing me by my jaw and neck, he rose me up to sit up. His hands took my hands and placed him on his thighs, I already knew what he wanted. “Go ahead princess,” His groans only made me bite my lip as I palmed him through his trousers, seeing him throwing his head back and watching his Adam’s apple lowering. I licked my lips, before unzipping his trousers and teasing him by playing with his waistband. “Don’t try to tease me Y/N.” He looked back down as his hand traced my cheekbone and slapped me, making my head turn and my hair covering my face. I whimpered at the slap as I looked back at him “You will get more worse if you keep on trying to tease me..” He smiled at me as he began to trace my cheekbone again, easing up the pain. 

I dragged down his boxers, as I grabbed his dick and began to twist both of my hands up and down, placing the tip in my mouth. Tasting the precum, I began to take more of him, moving my hands lower as my mouth didn’t cover that part. His groans encouraged me to take more of him, as his hand got tangled in my hair, softly pushing my head down more. “Keep going princess.” He moaned as he began to thrust his hips into my mouth, looking up at him as seeing him throwing his head back and leaving his mouth gaping wide. I started to pick up my pace, as so did his thrust, his hand kept up with my pace as he hissed through his teeth. His moans and groans caused me to moan as I was taking him fully, sending vibration throughout his body. 

His hand slid down my neck, pressing down on the pressure points as I began to gag, “Fuck yes Y/N,” Spencer moaned out, “Just like that baby.” He praised me as his dick only made me gag more and more. His grip adding more pressure on my neck making my eyes roll back and feeling the lack of oxygen. My hands used his hips as support whilst he controlled what he wanted to do with me, the pace, how deep he wanted to go in, and mainly the pressure on my neck. 

He must’ve profiled me to know all of my kinks.

He stops, and pushes me gently onto the bed. His body crashed with mine, attaching ourselves to each other, “On top.” he said as he rested his hands on my hips. “Yes sir.” I say with a pleasure as I align myself with his dick. “Keep saying that baby.” He moaned out as he could feel the heat from me, “Can I, sir?” I smirked wanting to tease him, hoping it would work. But his grip on my hips pushed down, both of moaning at the same time. “Fuck yes..” He breathed out as he began to thrust himself into me. I aligned my face with his as his fingers pressed down on my hips, leaving bruises on my body. Our lips crashing into each other as my body continued to ride him in the same motion as his thrusts. But he slowly stopped and let me continue my motions, only with the help of his hands. 

Fuck, this feels so good. 

“Spencer..” I moan out as I rise up to ride him, one of his hands travelling up my ribs and latching onto my breast, grabbing it and playing with the nipple knowing it was a pressure point for females. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning. I wanted more of him. I wanted him in me, on me, I wanted him to give me all of the pain and pleasure in the world. I threw my head back as my motion started to slow down, he was qui to notice of course. His hands took more control of the motion as his thrust started again. 

“Princess, you’re so tight..” He moaned into my ear as I fell onto his chest, trying to hold myself up with the grip of the beds frame. “Please Spencer.. I need you so bad.” I moaned into his ear as my breathing became more heavy and ragged. “Keep begging.” He commanded as his thrust were faster by each minute. 

“Please..” I whisper, not being able to rise my voice. 

He didn’t respond. 

“Please..” I whimper as his thrusts became harder. 

Nothing. 

“Please sir!” I whimper out loud as he growls and grabs my ass in order to help himself to penetrate me deeper. “Again." 

"Please sir.” I moan louder as his hands began to slap my ass, rubbing it after each slap to smooth the pain down, making sure that I am not in too much pain. “Again." 

My body was tired from his demands, the lack of oxygen was affecting me as I only moaned out "Please daddy..” not knowing what it could lead to. Spencer moans “Y/N..” as he can feel himself closer and so can I, “Spencer..” I moan out, “I’m so close princess.” He groans as I began to help him, “Shit..” I hiss through my teeth and I grab his shoulders and dig my nails into his skin leaving lunar symbols.

“Cum for me Y/N..” He moans as we both start to cum at the same time, breathing out all of our sins and collapsing on each other, attaching our bodies again. 

“Thank you Y/N..” Spencer whispered as he wrapped his arms around my vulnerable body and reaching for the blanket to cover us both. “For what?” I ask curiously, “For everything princess.” He says with a smile as he kisses my forehead and takes a deep breath. I smile as I nuzzle my face into his face and wrap my arms around his body as well, taking in all the closure I can from him.

Part 2. SMUT

***

My eyes looked up at him, he was watching me the whole time. I licked my lips as my eyebrows narrowed together and my head shook, “Don’t say you’re sorry when you’re not.” I replied in a quiet tone. Aaron got up from his seat and got in front of his desk, leaning against it, his eyes not being able to break off of me. “Y/N, I am sorry.” He said once again with a genuine look on his face. I pursed my lips together and looked at him, “It’s fine..” I reply as I turn and reach my hand out for the door handle, “I didn’t say you can leave." 

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***

"Hotch I need to get home.. we are most likely going to have a case tomorrow.” I trail off as my expression is puzzled. He walked over to the door, locking it and turning the blinds down low, his back to me as he takes off his suit and hangs it on the coat hanger. “Y/N, what do you think of me?” He asks sincerely as he turns around, my expression was even more puzzled than before. Is this a trick question? I swallow the knot in my throat, “Uh..” I started to think of the adjectives that I got taught in elementary school but nothing came to my head, “Intimidating?” I say unsurely, not wanting him to get annoyed with him. “Intimidating?” He chuckles as his eyes shot right up to my face, this is the first time I’ve seen him smile. 

“I mean, to others you do seem intimidating you know…and like, I know you so I don’t feel intimidated by you everyday. But, you know you have your moments-” I was trying to make up for the things I said hoping to turn out good. He continued to listen to me as he folded his arms together, I sighed as I finally gathered by words together, “You don’t threaten me Hotch.” I said at a final, in which he proceeded to walk towards me. 

I began to take small steps backwards, suddenly hitting the desk and accidentally knocking down the picture of him and his son. His hands landed onto the wooden desk as well, leaning in closing his eyes, “Vanilla..” his voice trails goosebumps on my neck and down my back as he looks up at me. “Aaron?” I ask still leaning backwards, not that I didn’t want him to kiss me but to the reason that I didn’t know what he wanted. 

Aaron’s face aligned with mine as his eyes traced my cheekbones, lips, jaw, everything there was to see. “Tell me when to stop.” He whispered as his lips crashed onto mine, I instantly melted to his touch. My arms, hesitantly reached out to wrap around his neck as his hands reached to my thighs picking me up and settling me down on his desk. One of his arms pushed everything aside just for me to lay down. “Keep going.” I whisper as his hands started to explore my ribs, down to my hips. His thumbs banged to trace the outline of my chest. 

“I’ve been wanting you- Needing you. For so long now, Y/N.” He confessed as he pulled his tie apart. His veins popping slightly from his hands, as so did from his neck. Fuck that was hot. His hands laced onto my thighs as he pulled me closer to him and licked his lips, “I want you.” He whispered against my lips, but didn’t dare to lean for a kiss. However, I tried, I pulled him by his neck closer to me, kissing him but soon he pulled away, “Not so fast baby." 

His hands reached for my hands as he placed them right on his belt, "You know what to do.” He murmured as his hands started to undo all of his buttons exposing his chest to me. I listened to his instructions and unbuckled his belt, unzipping and unbuttoning his trousers as his hands rested on my hips. “Aaron, this is wrong..” I narrowed my eyebrows together as I looked up at his procaine face, his hand grabbed my jaw gently, “Hush, you look so pretty when you lie." 

I was left speechless. Was I lying? Absolutely not. He dragged down the zipper of my tight skirt and carefully undressed the skirt from hugging my body. Our breath collided into each other as he began to undo the buttons on my shirt, one by one. Slowly and gently, looking up at me for reassurance as he didn’t want to get anything wrong. He was a perfectionist. His soft lips peppered my neck with kisses and small bites, forming all types of shapes around. You could tell he wanted to devour my body but he was so gentle, calm and reassuring. His dark eyes flashed one more time at my face before he cupped my breasts and massaged them gently. 

God, this man knows all of the pressure points. 

A small, soft moan escaped from my lips as I rolled my eyes back and bit my lower lip trying not to make any other noises. "That was a pretty noise princess,” Aaron’s voice made me open my eyes and watch him, “Keep doing that..” I moaned out as he smirked and continued. Not long after his hands let go and traveled down to my thighs, spreading them out and drawing circles with his thumbs, “I want you." 

”I’m yours..“ 

That’s all it took for him to rip off the panties from my body and drag his fingers between my slit, opening me up and pumping in two fingers. "Aaron-” My hand latched onto his wrist, feeling all of the pleasure mixing with the pain from his lips on my neck. “Trust me, I can do a lot worse.” He stated as his fingers sped up the pace, making me leave my mouth opened and shredded breaths were only to be exhaled. His lips secured onto mine as I moaned into them, he was fighting for dominance but I only let hi win, I did not have any power left in me. This man was doing things to me. 

He pulled his fingers away before dropping his trousers low as well as his boxers, letting his cock spring free. I tried not to making any expressions as I noticed how big he was. His hands dragged my hips to the end of the desk as he lined his cock with my opening. “Say it.” Aaron’s voice managed to make me look up at him, “Please sir.” I whimper at the sight of him. 

Aaron took the plea and pushed all of him inside of me, I gasped at the feeling. In all honesty I haven’t had sex with a man in 3 months, it almost feels like an award for waiting so long. I throw his shirt on the floor as my arms lengthen out to claw his back, his lips continue to attack my neck, travelling down to my chest and leaving red and blue bruises everywhere. “Keep on making those pretty sounds Y/N..” he moaned out as his pace picked up. Everything was happening so fast, our breaths matching each others, our touch was like heaven on earth for the both of us, and our bodies continually colliding with each other. I moaned out his name so loud that I did not care for the people on the night shift to hear, “Give it all Aaron.” my breathing managed to help me spit it out. 

“I need to see your pretty face Y/N.” Aaron groaned as his arms wrapped around my back, one of his hands grabbing he back of my head and a full fist of hair as he pulled my face up just for him to see. I chuckled as his eyes became darker, full of lust only for me. “God, your pretty face could get me off,” His eyes traced my features once again, “Your eyes full of desperation.” His thrust became harder with each sentence. “Your lips full of sins.” My hands traveled up to his neck, wrapping my fingers around his jaw and neck, letting my eyes notice all of his features in depth whilst he fucked me. 

“Moan for me.” He ordered as his thumb traced across my clit making me hiss out, he smirked knowing I was so sensitive at his touch. To all of his power, he continued till I was screaming “God! Yes Aaron!” I gasp out for air as he continued to thrust into me at a fast pace, this man was full of lust. Till I saw the look in his eyes, pleading for me to be closer, “Aaron.. I’m close..” My moans managed to make the sentence as his sweat dripped from his hair onto his forehead, the whole room was hoot, our bodies were like fire to each other only fuelling ourselves more. 

“Fuck Y/N.” Aaron groaned as he closed his eyes tightly throwing his head back, “Aaron..” I moaned out loud as my eyes threw back. 

Our eyes met again, “You’re mine Y/N.” I Neve nodded as fast in my life as we kissed again, this time it was gentle and soft, his arms wrapping tightly astound my body as if he was shielding me from something as he pulled away. 

“I’m all yours, chief.”

AARON HOTCHNER | CHEIF

Part 1. FLUFF

***

These past few weeks have been tough for Aaron, the incident with his family has thrown him off the track. Everyone in the team was confused, we all were aware of what happened but none of us dared to bring it up to Hotch, after all he was our chief and he would Neve talk to us about personal matters. Even Rossi has tried to speak to him and nothing happened. 

We all gathered around the table as JJ presented us the new case, “Our killer has murdered multiple people at once and recorded it, Garcia I’ll need you to find the video. We know that he has recorded the video because the police have found a camera with a disc inside, but when they try to play it nothing comes up.” Reid cleared his throat as he settled one leg over the other, “Maybe he’s leaving new discs as a hint that he will soon murder again?” JJ nodded at his theory, everyone agreed as well including me. My eyes trace off to see Aaron’s expression, his eyes stared into the void as if he wasn’t even in the room, my eyebrows furrowed together and took a deep breath before continuing to read the file. 

***

We all took our seats on the plane, I sat across from Aaron, seeing him looking out the window with his blunt expression. Even though he’d never show any expression, this time you can see the sadness in him. “What do you think about the case Hotch?” I ask attempting to make conversation, I know I am not able to help him but at least I can take his mind off for a minute. “The killer looks organised, the clean cuts, the clean up after each victim, everything is kept…tidy and clean.” He trailed off into his thoughts expelling to me his theory, “Maybe he was in the army” Rossi jumped in “Or maybe he had a strict mother and would always tell him how to be neat, after all he is targeting 40 year old females.” I chuckle at his comment as Rossi smiles. 

But Hotch still has no expression. 

“All right, I want JJ to handle the press and the interviews with the families of the victims, Reid, you will be doing the geographical analysis as well as trying to find any links between each murder, Morgan, I want you at the crime scenes and see if you can find anything that can lead us. Rossi and Prentiss will be handling the victims and checking for any physical similarities. Me and Y/N/L will be going through all of the files and checking up on everyone.” Hotch assigned everyone to their jobs and closed his file as we were soon about to land. 

***

Me and Aaron were driving around the neighbourhoods of the 5 victims, seeing if there is anything that stands out, I clear my throat before turning my head to face him, “How have you been holding up? I know it has been rough for you-” I began, but he was quick to cut me off “I’d like it if you did not ask about my personal life whilst on duty Y/N/L” I nodded and pursed my lips together, lowkey regretting what I said. “Yes sir." 

We got out of the car as we both walked around one of the victims houses, with my hands in my pockets I looked around the front porch seeing toys and perfect gardening skills. "Someone must’ve really liked gardening.” I mumble to myself as I continue to follow Aaron into the house, seeing all the blood on the floor and the residue of the weapons used bought a sick feeling to my stomach. I’d never get this feeling before, but everything is so familiar and vivid. 

“Look at this Y/N/L..” Hotch called me over as I swallowed the lump in my throat, “She had a perfect family, why would anyone want to do this?” I look up at him as I see him staring down at the photograph, “Maybe revenge?” I suggested as I walked away and started to look around the other rooms for more clues. A phone started to ring, coming from the family room we both walked slowly and carefully not knowing who it could be. The beep went off and a deep voice began to talk “I know you are there agents, you won’t find any clues about me.” Hotch was quick to speed dial Garcia and ask her if she could trace the call and see if she could find anything. “So our unsub is a male.” I say affirmatively. 

We walked out the house as we made sure to shut it and make sure that it is locked for no one to go in or out. It was a winter night and our blazers were doing no justice to us, I bring my arms together as I followed Aaron to the car, “I know you’re cold Y/N but we are close to the car..” He made sure that he was aware of my shivering, we had to park further away for no one to raise concerns about us visiting. There was still snow left on the pavement so you could hear our footsteps walking in sync. Till we heard another pair of footsteps, it was dark and no one would be out at this time. 

I look behind me as I get my hands ready on my gun, Aaron copies my actions but only turns the other way to see who is there. “Stay quite Y/N.” He ordered. As if I was going to speak in front of a house full of blood. I roll my eyes as we turn against each others backs, my eyes quint trying to get the best out of my vision for our protection. 

A gunshot. 

I duck at the same time as Aaron as there was a car protecting us, I was quick to bounce back up and turn towards the direction of the gunshot. Holding my gun and flashlight up together I saw a dark outlined figured on the other street pointing their gun directly at me. I fired a shot aiming for his shoulder or upper chest area, hoping it wouldn’t affect their heart. But the shots were fired at the same time. I moved to the side dogging the bullet but Hotch only began to get back up as he was squatting the whole time behind the car. The figure started to run away as I fired more shots towards them hoping to aim for them but nothing. 

I looked down at Aaron and see a flood of blood, “Aaron!” I get on my knees and hold pressure onto the gunshot wound. Luckily it was only his shoulder, I took off my blazer and applied more pressure to the wound hoping to stop the bleed. “We need an ambulance, agent down! I repeat we have an agent down!” I exclaimed into the mic hoping for the sirens to be heard. Aaron grabbed my hand, his warm touch against my coldness. “Y/N put your blazer on, I know you’re cold. I’ll be fine..” He coughs up his words, “Aaron for once let me help you!” I growled at him as I could feel my eyes burning. “Y/N don’t..” His hands rose to my cheek and stroked my redness away, “Just stop talking Aaron, I don’t want you loosing oxygen.” I look around hoping for lights to be lit up but everyone was gone to sleep. 

Soon the sirens could be heard, I sigh in relief as I watch Aaron blinking slowly at me, “You’ll be okay, just keep breathing.” I repeated myself at least a dozen times and I will keep on repeating myself. My hands becoming more colder, I began to loose the feeling throughout my fingers and hands. “Agent!” One of the paramedics shout as I look behind me and smile at them, “It’s agent Hotchner, please do everything you can.” I climb with the paramedics into the ambulance as they give me a thermal blanket for me to warm me up. “Y/N..” Aaron softly whispered, “Yes sir?” I got closer to him alleging our faces together “Let me go..” He closed his eyes and let his mouth opened just enough for him to form the sentence. 

*** 

My heels clicked against the floor as I was pacing around his medical room, looking out the window, and back at his monitors. Looking at his medical records and files, and back at his monitors. I scammed my fingers through the file hoping I could piece something together, after all that shooting was intentional and there is a reason for why it happened. I sigh as I sink into my seat and watch the man sleeping peacefully. The high doses of morphine helped him to get through the pain. “God Aaron, you need to wake up..” I mumbled as I huffed and placed the files on the table. 

I made sure the team was aware of what happened and the severity of the incident, I also told them to not check up on him for now but to focus on the case and find our unsub. The nurse came in, checking and monitoring all of the cardio machines, blood flow and heart beat, “He is doing good agent Y/N/L.” She said with a warm smile on her face, “Thank you.” I return her smile as my hands began to feel clammy from all the sweat and coldness together. 

As I rested my cheek on my knuckles, I drifted off to a sleep for a few minutes, till Aaron began to speak, “Where am I?” I wake up suddenly and stand up to run to his side, “At the hospital, there was a shooting.” I look down at him and give him a sad smile, inside I was so happy that he woke up and still was here. “You didn’t let me go..” He looked up at me with the sparkle in his dark brown eyes, “Of course I didn’t, how could I you’re the chief and-” I rambled but he cut me off,

“Y/N." 

"Yes sir?" 

"I know you wouldn’t let me go, thank you for being here.” He let out a sigh, his gaze was softened and he actually seemed…happy. 

I smile at him as I was debating if I should grab his hand as a sense of reassurance, but I decided not to. “The team are aware of what happened but I told them to keep their focus on the unsub.” my voice softened as I didn’t want to be too loud for him, he grabbed my hand and held it closely to his chest, “Good work Y/N/L." 

***

It has been a few days since the shooting and everything was back to normal, Hotch pretended like it never happened, he doesn’t even batter his eyes at me. I bet you he only talks to me because he is the chief and needs to tell us the cases all the time. I was sat at my desk after a long day of working on different files and linking murders together. "Y/N we are all going to the bar tonight, do you wanna come as well?” JJ offered, “No thanks, I need to…” my eyes look over to Aarons office, “I need to finish off this case then I’ll probably be out.” I smile at her as I fiddle around with my pen. “You need to actually come next time,” Morgan huffed out, “Even Reid comes with us more often than you do!” That was a fact and even Reid nodded. I chuckle and wave them a bye, as soon as they walked out of the building I built my courage and stood up.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as I walked towards Aarons office. Of course I am annoyed with him, how can he say all of those things and not even look at me the next day? I know they were not romantic at all but still! 

I didn’t even bother to knock, as I opened the door, his eyes shot right up “Y/N/L.” He greeted. “No, it’s not Y/N/L, it’s Y/N. After all you have been through I have been trying to be there for you whilst no one else has even tried to ask how are you or how are you holding up apart from Rossi. And even then you dismissed him!” I shut the door and stand right in front of him, starting to pace around, “I know we are almost everyday on duty and we never even get the chance to speak about our own lives, but I am trying. I’m trying. Just to check on you and see how you are holding up!” I sighed out as I was close to running out of breath. “Y/N.” He said firmly as his eyes followed my pace. “What?” I look at him in annoyance. 

“I know and I can see that you have been trying to seek me out, check on me and ask me about my life.” His tone was so calm and gentle, “I appreciate you for this but I am not a person that opens up to anyone at their command.” I crossed my arms together, “But when it comes to others you want them open up to you.” I kept on trying to fight, “No, Y/N, I am just someone that people can open up to, they know I might know what they are going through because of my life.” He explained himself. I look on the floor as I bite my tongue to not say anything. “I’m sorry Y/N." 

My eyes looked up at him, he was watching me the whole time. I licked my lips as my eyebrows narrowed together and my head shook, "Don’t say you’re sorry when you’re not.” I replied in a quiet tone. Aaron got up from his seat and got in front of his desk, leaning against it, his eyes not being able to break off of me. “Y/N, I am sorry.” He said once again with a genuine look on his face. I pursed my lips together and looked at him, “It’s fine..” I reply as I turn and reach my hand out for the door handle, “I didn’t say you can leave." 

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