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You sighed, resting your cheek on your palm. You could hear Haley yelling at Hotch through the phone, and you shifted uncomfortably. You and the rest of the team were on the jet, flying back after a case. “Haley, we can talk about this later.” Aaron whispered loudly enough for you to hear, he was pacing back and forth at one end of the jet, one hand running angrily through his hair. You couldn’t hear her response, but you saw him pale slightly, his hand dropping limply to his side. “No, Haley, please don’t do this.” He pleaded, his voice cracking slightly. You looked at him worriedly, what could she possi

It was a few days after Halloween, and you no longer felt comfortable around Aaron. Ever since Jack had asked if you and Hotch were going to get married, you just felt uncomfortable. It wasn’t that you didn’t like Aaron; it was in fact quite the opposite. You had feelings for him before you fell asleep together, and they only intensified after. You wanted more. You wanted to be the person he fell asleep with, the person he woke up next to. You felt awkward though, because you were nearly positive he didn’t like you back. Why would he? And even if he somehow did (which you thought was not likely at all), would he act on it?

“Hey Jack.” You said softly as you crouched down so that you were at eye level with him. The sandy-haired boy looked at you for a moment, before a bright grin spread across his face. “__y/n__!” He said excitedly, mispronouncing some of the sounds in the adorable way that only children can do. You smiled at him; you loved hanging out with Jack. You had in fact wanted a younger sibling, but alas, you didn’t get one. You also didn’t have any children of your own, but now you had Jack. Well, not exactly. Jack was the son of your friend Aaron Hotchner, and when his wife died, he had ended up asking you to baby

I want you to stay (An Aaron Hotchner X reader fanfiction) Your meeting with Aaron didn’t happen under the most ideal circumstances, but it still changed your life. You both were at that boring ball where everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves except for you two. You were sitting alone, watching other people dance and have fun when he came and sat next to you. Before that, he was dancing with a beautiful blonde woman. “Hi, I’m [y/n].” you said. “Hi, I’m Aaron. Do you want to go have a drink?” “Isn’t your girlfriend going to be jealous?” “No, she’s having fun. She

Adult!Phineas Flynn X Adult!Reader: Marry Me? (One-Shot) This has nothing to do with my Phineas X Reader series, if you want to read my Phineas X Reader series then there is a link in the description. You walked out of your room in your favorite (favorite color) pajamas at about midnight. Walking in the kitchen of your small house you opened the fridge in search of something specific. “Hey (Name)?” Hearing your name being called you picked up the thing you were looking for, turned around and closed the fridge door with a swift movement of your feet. “Yes Phineas?” You asked sweetly, blinking your large eyes innoce

Phineas Flynn X Reader, A Musical Christmas (One-Shot) This has nothing to do with my Phineas X Reader series, if you want to read my Phineas X Reader series then there is a link in the description. Even though I’m not Christian and don’t celebrate Christmas, I thought I’d still make this One-Shot for you~ MerryChristmasMerryChristmasMerryChristmasMerryChristmasMerryChristmas ‘Dashing through the snow In a one-horse open sleigh O'er the fields we go Laughing all the wa-‘ You smashed the alarm clock shut, sitting on the side table drawer. Groaning, you covered your head by pulling up the covers. After a seco

“Just leave me alone Hiccup.” You whimpered softly, sniffling as your eyes teared up. Your back was facing towards him, and the sound of snow being crunched under fur boots was evident in the cold air. You faintly heard a low grumble from Toothless followed by a sigh that could only belong to Hiccup himself. You gathered up your courage, taking deep breaths before you spun around to face him. “Go away.” You hissed a little more forcefully. “But...” He took a step forward, reaching out a hand to caress your soft face. You wanted him to touch you so bad, to feel his rough and calloused hands tracing delicate