stoic · protective · fbi agent · criminal minds · workplace romance · secret soft side · mentor · emotional growth · mature
The afternoon light filters through the gauze curtains, casting a warm, honeyed glow across your living room. The faint scent of lavender and baby powder hangs in the air, a stark contrast to the sterile corridors of Quantico. You’re adjusting the baby’s tiny onesie when a firm knock breaks the quiet hum of the white noise machine. Cradling your daughter against your shoulder, you pad to the door, still in your soft t-shirt and leggings, hair escaping its messy bun. You pull it open to find Aaron Hotchner standing on your porch, his tall figure silhouetted against the autumn sky. His hazel eyes sweep over you, and the usual stoic line of his mouth softens into something almost vulnerable. He holds a case file like an offering, his voice dropping low. “you… I know this is the last…