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My Dear, Beautiful, Y/n | Aaron Hotchner x Reader

Pairing; Aaron Hotchner x GN!BAU! Reader

Notes; first one shot ever. Gender neutral, as most fics will be. This one I mostly focused on Aaron rather than the reader, I try to make sure the reader's personality and backstory is mostly open. Same with the ending, it's suggested but up for your imagination. (h/c) = hair colour (e/c) = eye colour. Masterlist

Warnings; blood, injury, bullet wounds, OOC (probably), hospitals and such, (most likely) inaccurate injury description and medical info, Cursing, Season 5 spoilers.

Summary; Reader and Aaron are in a relationship. Reader gets shot during a case causing Aaron to panic. Fluff 💚

"Listen, if he so much as lays a finger on you. Let any of the team know and I'll be in there as soon as I find out. Got it?" Aaron said as he looked into his partner's eyes. With each case that has passed since they started dating, the more concerned he grows. Losing his wife was hard enough on him, you couldn't let him lose you (let alone on the field.)

"Of course doll, I'll be fine. Always am." You place a kiss on his cheek before readying yourself to walk into the bar.

You had drawn the short straw to say the least. You fit the unsubs type to the t. From your (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes to your height and face shape. It shocked you when you first saw the victims. Aaron was considering putting you off the case because of it.

He watches as you walk in, all the rest of his agents were already in the building awaiting for the unsub to make a move. That left him and Rossi to sit outside in case the unsub tries to make a get away.

"What?"

"I said when are you going to propose to them! I'm surprised you haven't already."

"I don't…" he sighs again before adapting a more stern voice "I thought we agreed to not profile each other?"

"I wouldn't call that profiling merely a… uh observation" Rossi replies as he chuckles.

Aaron lets out another sigh. "I don't know when to propose. I can't seem to find the right moment, I want to make sure they love it and it's perfect for them."

"Well, I'm sure whatever you decide to do, they'll love it. Then again, that's advice coming from a man married three times."

Before Aaron could reply, a gunshot rang through the air. His team wouldn't dare shoot the unsub in a room that crowded, would they? "That doesn't fit the unsubs profile. Something's not right." Aaron says as he shuts the car door, rushing in while pushing past the people leaving the building in a panic.

There they were, his all so beautiful y/n sitting against the bar. A bullet wound in their side, the unsub had already feld but there wasn't a sight of Emily or Derek in the room either, chances were they were already hot on the unsubs heels.

"God damnit! Y/n! Look at me." Aaron said, as he dropped to his knees beside his partner.

"I'm sorry. I tried to take him down. I wasn't fast enough." Y/n stated, not too concerned about themselves but rather what would've happened if they weren't the one who got shot.

"It's okay. We're getting help." He glanced behind him. It seemed only he, Rossi, Spencer, and a few people trying to leave were in the room still. "Reid! What the hell are you doing! I need help here, don't just fucking stand there. Call an ambulance, anything!" Aaron yells in a fit of rage. He tried to keep pressure on the wound, it didn't seem to be bleeding as it would if the bullet nicked an artery.

"Aaron. Don't.. don't be mean to Spencer. He hasn't done shit." Y/n says through deep breaths, it was all they could do to keep themselves from breaking down. This wasn't the first time they got hurt on the field but it felt different. They never took a bullet to their side before. They couldn't hold it back anymore, they broke down in their lover's arms.

It was several minutes before an ambulance arrived, during those several minutes the unsub was caught and already in cuffs. Before Aaron got in the ambulance with y/n, he gave one last look to Rossi. He nodded, that was that.

Compared to other surgeries, this one was rather short and simple. Either the unsub was undereducated to the human body or Y/n got lucky. No matter, neither y/n nor Aaron could complain. When they finally opened their eyes after surgery, they were met with the view of their boyfriend, holding their hand while taking a nap on it.

"Hey handsome," y/n says groggily, now all they could think about is how badly they needed water.It took Aaron a few minutes to fully realize y/n was awake, when he did the first thing he said was if they needed anything. Hearing his question caused y/n to laugh a little. "Not at the moment. I might send you off in a second on a quest to get me some water though."

"It's good to see you're alright. God, you scared me." He said, concern quickly spreading over his face.

"I know," they place their hand on the side of his face while running their fingers through his hair "have you apologized to Spencer? That was harsh, I get you were scared but that was…. out of place even for you" Y/n replied with a frown.

"I have. I'm sorry baby" 'fuck it' "Y/n, I have a question for you"

Now that scared y/n, as stoic as Aaron might seem, it always seemed to melt around being around them. The stoic Aaron was back now though, acting like he did when y/n first got transferred to the BAU against his will. He fiddled with something in his pocket before continuing. "There's been this thing I've been meaning to talk to you about before I even got this case. I have to ask you." He pauses before kneeling before you. "My dear, beautiful, y/n, will you marry me?"

"Oh Aaron!"

Words; 973

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Cooking With Rossi

Spencer Reid x daughter!reader/ Rossi x teen!reader

Word Count: 808

Requested By: Anonymous

Can you do one with teenReid daughter and Rossi teaching her how to cook for Reid’s birthday.

Your dad was always telling you to try new things so you thought that his birthday would be the best time to try cooking. You asked the best cook you knew Rossi, for help. Spencer always did the cooking in the Reid household. You had once tried to make instant ramen months ago, but you almost burnt down the apartment in the process. 

The whole team was celebrating Reid’s birthday at Rossi’s so it wasn’t suspicious for you to be going over there. Spencer assumed you were helping set up, not cook. 

You rang the doorbell and Rossi opened the door, “Ah, Kid Genius you’re here,” he pulled you into a side hug and let go, “You’re a bit late.”

“Oh, sorry,” you slipped your shoes off and handed Rossi the bag of ingredients he made you get, “Here you go.”

“Perfect! Let’s get started.”

You followed him into the kitchen and sat on one of the stools as he prepped everything. 

“What are we making?”

“True, authentic, Italian lasagna!”

You furrowed your brows, “Isn’t that messy? My dad isn’t a huge fan of messy food.”

Rossi looked at you, “Well too bad. You gonna help me or not?”

He had made the dough ahead of time so all you had to do was cut it, “Just put it through the machine like this,” he showed you how to feed the dough through the pasta-making machine. He left you in charge of that while he started on the Ragu. 

Everything was going fine until you got distracted and dropped one of the strips of pasta on the ground, “Oops.”

Rossi looked at the pasta on the ground then you, “That’s alright. Let’s just hope everyone isn’t too hungry tonight.” 

You finished with the pasta and now you had to cook it. Rossi had told you to keep the pasta in the water for thirty seconds, but that feld way too short so you kept it in longer. That was a mistake. Once you took the pasta out, you could tell something was wrong. The pasta was the consistency of rubber and felt like gelatin, “Um Rossi? Is it supposed to be like this?”

You showed him the over cooked pasta. Rossi couldn't even form words. How does someone mess up this much and this badly? “Y/n, have you ever cooked before?”

You shook your head, “Last time I tried I almost burnt down the house. And the time bef-”

“Alright I get it,” he held his hands up for you to stop rambling, “Why don’t you go do the decorations and I’ll order a pizza since this,” he motioned towards the rubberized pasta, “Is probably uneatable.”

You nodded and went outside to the patio to blow up some of the balloons. 

There was a knock on the door and Emily let herself inside and went straight into the kitchen, “I thought Y/n was helping cook? She was really excited about it,” she glanced through the glass doors and watched as you struggled to hang up some streamers in the rafters. 

“I was not informed that that kid can not cook for her life,” Rossi dialed the number of the pizza place, “Hope you like pizza.”

Emily laughed and joined you outside, helping you decorate, “I heard you aren’t so good in the kitchen?”

“Not really but it’s not important. Stereotypically, a female should be able to cook but in modern times it’s really anyone’s game in the kitchen. Male or female.”

“I guess you’re right.”

~~~~~

The whole team except your dad had arrived before the pizza came. Of course you had told everyone you were making the food, but you had to explain why you were now waiting on pizza. 

“Aw it’s ok Y/n/n,” Garcia said, pulling you into a tight hug, “We still love you and your horrible kitchen skills. You at least have that big, beautiful brain of yours.”

~~~~~

Everyone was sitting outside when the doorbell rang again, signaling that your dad was here. They made you answer the door and bring him out. You reached the door and opened it. He greeted you with a smile, “Hey Y/n.” 

You grabbed his hand and pulled him to the patio, “I hope you like it,” you slid open the back door and everyone greeted him with various messages of happy birthdays. Spencer’s smile was the widest it had been in months. 

“So, you dropped the dough and then overcooked it?”

“Yup!” you said around a mouthful of pizza. You had just finished explaining what happened during your attempt at cooking to your dad.  

Spencer laughed, “This is why she’s not allowed in the kitchen at home. She’s smart but when it comes to cooking, I don’t know.”

“I see that now,” Rossi said, “A little warning ahead of time would've been nice.”

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