Aaron Hotchner x Female Reader
You just moved back into the country, barely even unpacked the boxes laying around your apartment, before Jack Garrett came to you with a proposal for a new job. Little did you know, this job would have you stumbling i...
chapter summery: Training, dating, and bike rides. i.e. season 7, episode 10 TW: talks of blood, death, typical criminal minds case jargon
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Your lungs are on fire. With every breath you take, every time your lungs expand and deflate, the fire spreads, getting warmer, hotter. The coldish air still lingering in the morning daze outside does not help with the fire raging inside, and this is all Jack Garrett's fault.
Though, he would tell you that you actually just need to run more, and he wouldn't be wrong, but you don't usually run 5 miles, in 60 degree weather, first thing in the morning. You haven't even had your cup of coffee yet.
You also don't run 5 miles in the field, so you don't beat yourself up too much, for being so winded this morning.
Jack Garrett convinced you to run the FBI triathlon with him in a few months, with the promises that it would A. Be fun, B. Allow you guys to workout together, and C. Give you something to brag about.
But right now you are A. Not having fun, B. Having to workout alone because Jack is on a case, and C. Not bragging, because you realize you suck and instead will probably make a fool of yourself.
You finally finish your last lap around the park closest to your apartment, coming to a complete stop and resting your hands on your knees.
That's supposed to help you breathe better right? Or are you supposed to put them on your head?
As you are debating the best method of getting the most oxygen back into your body, a pair of black running shoes come into your line of vision. Slowly ranking your eyes up the persons body to see who this intruder of space is, you come into contact with none other than Aaron fucking Hotchner, in all of his amazing glory.
See, your small attraction you had on your stoic, and yet, surprisingly charming boss, has slowly grown into a full blown, am I back in middle school, type of crush. Maybe it's all of the sarcastic comments he makes under his breath during cases, that only you can here, or perhaps it has something to do with all those late nights you've been spending in his office, helping him with paperwork while bonding over Chinese takeout, or maybe, it's that he is so attractive, and he doesn't even know it, that it just makes him even more attractive.
He might be the person your closest to on the team. You're both sarcastic, workaholics, with control issues. You are able to bond over similar trauma in a way no one else on the team would understand, except for maybe Rossi.
You've opened up to him a little about your late husband Zack. How you met your second year of college, his last, how you quickly fell in love, and, despite both of your parents wishes, we're married 5 months later. He joined the CIA a year after your marriage, which would inevitably, lead to the catastrophic downfall of your relationship.
