It was getting late at the police station, and their weren't enough rooms for any of us to bunk in 1 hotel, so instead, we were separated into 2 hotels, and Aaron and I were bunked. Rossi practically bribed someome money for their room. While the rest are in the opposite hotel. It was late, and we had grabbed whatever set of keys we could and started heading to our respective hotels.
Once we walked through the door, we noticed only 1 bed, but it was full, so we would both fit if he was comfortable. "I hate to ask, but my go bag is at Quantico. I didn't realize we were leaving the second we got the call. Do you have something I could wear? It's totally fine if not. I just have to figure out clothes for tomorrow, " I stressed out loud.
Aaron smiled slightly. Once setting his bag down on the bed, he pulled out some clothes handing them over. "If the girls don't have an extra set for you, we can go out early to get some clothes," he suggested quietly.
"I'll send them a message in a few. I appreciate it, thank you. " I smile going into the bathroom. Once I finished showering with their complimentary soaps. I got dressed in Aaron's Grey sweatpants and a dark blue college shirt. It smelled exactly like him and was more comforting than I'd like to admit.
Once I was completely dressed, I headed out of the bathroom. Aaron's head lifted from staring at the reports. "Your turn," I say quietly, watching his eyes admire me.
"Oh, uhm yeah. Thank you." He stuttered a little.
I started to feel a little insecure. "I can get these washed for you if we are here another day. I'll pay for it and everything!" I panicked slightly.
"Don't even worry about it. They look perfect on you, " he mumbled as he headed into the bathroom.
He said they looked perfect on me... He's not helping my crush... and neither are these clothes. I could live in them forever.
I sat on the opposite side of where he had sat looking at my own reports it was nearing 11:30 when he emerged from the bathroom in a white t-shirt, black sweatpants. Without even thinking, I spoke. "Why do you look hot in everything?" My eyes widened in realization.
Aaron chuckled a little. "I could ask you the same sweetheart," he smiles even more.
"I guess that sets us up for something," I mumbled, smiling back, still feeling my heart racing.
"It does. How about we sleep for tonight and talk about it tomorrow night. If you are sure and comfortable." He added in.
"I appreciate that. I agree, we will talk tomorrow. " I smile, letting the blush redden my cheeks.
He got into the bed on the side closest to the door per usual. Sliding under the covers myself, I gradually pulled closer to him like a magnet. Neither of us is fighting it. I laid my head on his shoulder while his face was facing toward me. Sleep progressing upon us both. All it took was for me to where his clothes.
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Aaron Hotchner Oneshots
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