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Weddings (Aaron Hotchner x Reader)

Summary: JJ asks Aaron for some advice, set in episode 7x24

Word Count: 548

TW: fluff

Part of my Snippets of a Man in Love series!

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Smiling, you stand at the edge of the makeshift dancefloor, watching your husband and his team. Every few songs, he convinces you to dance with him before you get a drink and let him enjoy himself. Jack and Henry run through the garden, waving sticks like swords and shoving handfuls of rocks in their pockets. 

After a dance with Emily, Aaron makes his way over to you, no doubt with the intention of pulling you onto the floor with him. With a wide smile, he wraps his arms around you. Instead of pulling you onto the dancefloor, he stands with you, burying his face in your hair.

You laugh. “All danced out?”

“All danced out,” he confirms.

You slide back, handing him your drink, which he accepts. Over his shoulder, you notice JJ and Will watching you. The groom looks away once he’s been caught, almost embarrassed to be watching you, while JJ smiles. Seeing her boss so relaxed with his partner settles her nerves a bit. Even after hearing about Rossi’s and Gideon’s strained home lives, she thinks that if the two of you can make it work, then maybe she and Will stand a chance.

She leans against her husband, watching Hotch laugh and sway with you in his arms. He steals another sip from your drink, only causing you to laugh harder. She doesn’t want to interrupt the two of you, but she needs to know how you manage to do this. Enough relationships have fallen apart in this unit, and yet the two of you have managed to stay together this long.

“Hotch, can I talk to you?” she asks before she can reconsider.

You remove yourself from his arms. “I’ll go check on the boys.” You press a kiss to his jaw before you join the boys at the edge of the lawn, your shoes getting caked in dirt as you play pirates with them.

Aaron watches you with a soft smile before JJ pulls him from his trance. “How do you do it?”

“What?”

“You’re the only couple I know who’s made it through the BAU,” she explains. “You’re the only person who can give me advice.”

“It’s easy when you have the right partner,” he answers. “It was hard at the beginning,” he admits, “and it can be hard now. We fight, sure, normally after something I’ve done, but we always apologize. We’re honest, probably too honest, but I love them so much, and I wake up every day knowing that they love me just as much, even when I don’t deserve it.” He pauses, silently thanking God for how lucky he is. “If you can make it through your first year, you’ll be golden.” He turns to you, watching as Will asks you the same question no doubt. You smile and laugh and hug him, telling him the same thing.

Even when JJ leaves, he can’t stop watching you. He thinks of your own wedding and how you had no idea what you were in for when you got married. He watches you congratulate JJ and Will one last time before moving back to your spot by Aaron. 

“I love you,” he blurts out, “so much.”

“I love you, too,” you answer with a laugh. “Even if you’re a sap.”

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100 (Aaron Hotchner x Reader)

Summary: set in episode 05x09 "100"

Word Count: 589

TW: Angst, reader kills foyet, guns, canon typical violence, blood, minor character death

Part of my Snippets of a Man in Love series!

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Aaron Hotchner has stared death in the eye more times than any person should. He has never been more scared than he is in this moment. He wills the car to drive faster, he wills time to slow around him, he wills for you to be okay.

He feels the car lurch as he puts it in park before it has even stopped. He rushes out, running up the driveway of your perfect house.

“Aaron! I found the best house, you’ll love it. When does your flight land?” He can hear you wander through the hotel room. 

“I think ten thirty,” he answers. 

“Oh, great! I also found this little sandwich shop. God, it’s incredible.” He listens to you gush about the city and how excited you are before you circle back to the house, telling him about the way the light comes in through the window into the kitchen and the laundry room that leads right out to the backyard-already fenced in-where your kids will play. He makes up his mind that that is the house you are getting, no matter what.

He hears the gunshot before he can open the door. His heart stops. “No,” he whispers. This can’t be happening, he couldn’t have heard a gunshot because you and Jack were not shot. You and Jack are safe, and you and Jack are going to laugh at him when he comes in in a panic because he has nothing to worry about. You’re fine. You’re fine.

You’re fine.

You stand in the kitchen, covered in blood. “Aaron,” you breathe before breaking into sobs. “Aaron, I-I didn’t want-I didn’t know-I was-I-” you choke.

He tosses his gun aside, running over to you. He barely registers the body on the floor. “You’re okay,” he says, assuring himself just as much as you. “You’re okay. Give me the gun.” He takes it out of your hands, setting it on the counter. “Are you hurt?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Is Jack still upstairs?”

You nod.

“Okay,” is all he can say. What else can he say? There’s no rulebook for what to do when your spouse has to kill a man who’s made it his life mission to kill you and the people you love. He’s not sure how long he stands with you before the team shows up. It could’ve been an hour. It could’ve been a minute.

He watches as they pull you into an ambulance. He watches as JJ takes Jack. he watches as the corner drags Foyet’s body out of the house. 

As soon as he steps out of the house, the team is surrounding him. They start asking questions, or maybe they’re telling him something. He’s not sure. He almost lost everyone he’s ever loved, everyone he’s ever been loved by all because he had an overinflated sense of justice. If had an ounce of selfishness in him, you wouldn’t have had to go through any of this.

He pushes his way passed all of them, going over to Jack. He picks the boy up, holding him tightly to his chest as Jack asks where you are. With a sigh, Aaron says that you’re at the hospital and that you’ll be home soon. 

He doesn’t tell him that he doesn’t know how soon is soon or that he doesn’t know where home is or that he doesn’t when you’ll ever recover. None of that’s important right now. You both are, at the very least, physically safe. You can work through the rest of it later, together.