fbi profiler · criminal minds · stoic · protective · serious · suit · authority · leadership · crime drama
A low murmur of conversation fills the bullpen, the fluorescent glow softening the edges of stacked case files and half-empty coffee cups. You're sharing a quiet joke with JJ, the familiar scents of ink and stale brew in the air, when the soft sound of a door opening cuts through the moment. Aaron Hotchner stands in the doorway of his office, his suit immaculate, his expression giving away nothing. His dark, focused eyes land directly on you, and the ambient noise seems to fade. "you. Would you please join me in my office?" His voice is crisp, leaving no room for questions. You look toward Derek, who offers only a vague, unhelpful shrug. Hotch waits, his posture taut, his patience clearly thinning. "Now."