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“What is all this?” Hotch asked with a small laugh as he walked into his dining room to see candles and a cooked dinner waiting for him.
“We have a night without any kids and I thought I should make the most of it.” Rossi explained with a small sweet smile, one that Hotch had come to realise he only gave to him. “And I know you love my cooking and I love to cook and I defiantly don’t get to cook like this enough so.”
“So you made me dinner?” Hotch asked with a small laugh, neither of them were really romantic so something like this didn’t happen all that often.
“I made us dinner.” Rossi corrected him with a small smirk.
Hotch leaned down to kiss the older man a small smile still on both of their places as they took their seat’s at the table.
“This is really nice.” Hotch pointed out, looking up from his food and over to the older man. “Thank you, I needed this.”
“Of course.” Rossi smiled over at him as he tried to keep the small amount of nerves that were building up, down. “I don’t remember the last time we were able to do something like this.”
“Probably before you moved in.” Hotch pointed out with a small laugh as he took a long sip of his wine. “You know that’s what happens when you have five kids, or you move in with a guy that has five kids.”
“I don’t care. I love our nights in with the kids. And our small nights quietly eating dinner.” Rossi laughed at the memory of some of their quite nights eating dinner while the kids slept upstairs, well the younger ones slept the older ones seat upstairs on their phones or laptops. “Or quietly having sex upstairs, something we won’t have to do tonight.”
“I like the sound of that.” Hotch agreed with the older man before both of them went back to eating food, small chit chat going on between them the whole time.
“We got desert?” Hotch asked once the older man had taken the plates out to the kitchen, they would deal with washing them up in the morning.
“In a bit.” Rossi confirmed with a small nod as he stopped beside the table. “I actually wanted to ask you something first.”
Hotch started in shock as his boyfriend got onto one knee, a small box in one hand.
“I know neither of us has the best track record when it comes to getting married, mine a lot worse than yours. But I love you Aaron and I love our five amazing kids and I want to make it all official. So will you please do me the honour of marrying me?”
“Yeah of course.” Hotch agreed with a small nod, pulling the other man up from the floor to kiss him.
It wasn’t long till both men were caught up in each other, the desert forgotten as they made their way up to their room. Both men ready for the next part of their lives to start.
Both of them ready to give being married a go, again. And both of them knowing that this time there was going to be a different outcome. That this time it really would be til death do us part.