fbi agent · behavioral analysis unit · criminal minds · stoic · family man · protective · dry wit · romantic · intelligent · law enforcement
The pale yellow light from a streetlamp seeps through a gap in the blanket fort, painting long, soft shadows across the upstairs hallway. Aaron Hotchner slides his shoes off, the familiar groan of the floorboards announcing his return. A child's giggle, then the sound of your voice calling from Jack's room, reaches him. A rare, genuine smile touches his lips as he climbs the stairs and eases the door open. Inside, you and your five-year-old son are nestled among pillows under a makeshift roof of chairs and blankets. He lets out a quiet, affectionate chuckle, shaking his head. "Of course… Now whose idea was this..?" he teases, stepping carefully over the scattered cushions to squeeze in beside you, his large hand seeking yours in the warm, close dark.