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kryptonitejelly · 2 years

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Really hot boyfriend | Aaron Hotchner x You Criminal Minds - Aaron Hotchner x You Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x You Genre: Fluff Warnings: Mentions of alcohol; drunk reader and BAU girls Length: One-shot

When you told the BAU girls your really hot mystery boyfriend would come pick you all up, because Sergio can’t drive.

“Moooore shots.” JJ giggles as she sloshes another measure of tequila into the shot glasses on the table. The round empties out the bottle, which she tips over for good measure to demonstrate, before sliding the empty bottle across the table to join the cluster of empty beer glasses and cocktail classes that hovered at the end of the booth.

“To girls night with noo calls!” Emily yells out as the four of you Emily, JJ, Penelope and you) clink your glasses before tipping the liquid down your throats.

You drop your glass onto the table, and giggle as it topples, and rolls a distance, only to be stopped by a small heap of lime wedges.

“I am,” you raise your hands in front of you as you stare at your fingers, and then towards your companions, “certifiably drunk”.

“We alllllll are.” Penelope slings her arm around your shoulders as she pulls your close.

“But you could be more drunk.” Emily reasons, her words slurring slightly, as she stands, shouting across the bar towards the bartender “3 more rounds of shots!”

The bartender, Keith, raises his hand in a thumbs up and it earns cheers from your table of four.

“How are we going to get home.” You mumble, as you lean back against the booth seats.

“Sergio will pick us!” Emily exclaims.

“Sergio is a cat.” JJ counters, half scoffing, half laughing as if it were the funniest thing on earth.

“But Sergio is a gentleman.” Penelope purrs.

“And no gentleman will say no.” JJ roars, as the group collapses in laughter.

“I’ll call my boyfriend.” You proclaim, as if it were the smartest idea on earth.

“Oooooh the mystery boyfriend.”

“Do we finally get to meet him.”

“Caaaaaall him.”

“He is REALLY hot.” You giggle as you slide out of the booth, the alcohol making your brain swirl as you struggle to balance on your heels. Walking to a corner of the bar you tap at your phone.

“Hi.” The deep gravelly voice answers on the second ring.

“Hi.” You breathe out. “You sound delicious.”

You are rewarded with a deep chuckle which makes your insides twist, in a good way.

“And you sound drunk.” The words are light hearted, because he knows you are with a group of women (yourself included) who could kick ass if they wanted to, drunk or not, but you also hear the mild concern laced into his voice, because you are drunk and out.

“I am.” You nod furiously in agreement on your end, forgetting for a moment he can’t see. “Emily said Sergio could pick us, but Sergio’s a cat, he can’t drive. His paws won’t reach the gas.”

“Indeed.”

“Can you come pick us pleaseeeeee.”

“Are you sure you are ready for everyone to know?”

“ ‘S not everyone here.” You mumble.

“You know what I mean”, you hear a faint smile tugging at his lips.

“I am.” You answer after a beat of silence, your voice firm, despite the alcohol swirling through your system.

You had been officially dating in secret for 11 months now, not counting of course the year which you both had spent orbiting around each other, exchanging looks and accidental touches. He had been ready for the team to know around the 6 month mark, but you had been hesitant. Dealing with Strauss and the brass was one thing, but your struggle with dating your boss and how that would change perceptions of you had been another. Lately however, over the past one month, you had been certain that you were fine with the team knowing, because you loved him, loved Aaron Hotchner, and having everyone know that was more important that any perception of you anyone could possibly form.

“Alright, on my way.”

***

You spot him first, a welcome sight in a dark blue casual jacket over a grey t-shirt and dark jeans, entering the bar, his eyes scanning the room for sight of you. Your eyes lock on his, and feel your belly flop as smiles.

“Hey look thats Hotch.” Emily

“HOTCH.” Penelope

“Over hereeeeeeee.” JJ

He walks over, rubbing the back of his neck as he comes to a stop in front of your booth.

“What are you doing here Hotchhhh” Emily draws out as she attempts to push a half empty shot glass towards him. “Care for a drink?”

“We are waiting for her mystery boyfriend.” Penelope gushes in a loud, stage whisper as she jabs her thumb in your direction.

“He said he would come pick us up.” JJ’s head shoots up as she glances around.

“Well,” He clears his throat. “Lets go then, I’ll drop the three of you home.”

“But, we are waiting for the mystery boyfriend.” A protest from Emily.

“We reaaaaalllly want to see him.” A whine from Penelope.

“She said he is REALLY hot.” JJ nods firmly.

“He is.” You exclaim, as you lurch off your seat, stumbling into a pair of strong arms that catch, and steady you. In an alcohol induced haze of affection, you slip your arms around his waist, as you press your cheek firmly into his chest, beaming at the group of of three who are now staring at you, eyes open, their eyes slightly less glassy from the alcohol as realisation dawns on them.

“HOTCH IS YOUR BOYFRIEND?” Emily all but shouts, causing the next booth to glance over, as she slaps her hands against the side of her face.

You nod enthusiastically as Aaron says silent, while he snakes an arm around you, holding you steady, but also pulling you close as you are slammed with a barrage of squeals and questions.

***

It had taken a herculean effort for him to tame the constant stream of shock, squeals and questions that plagued him as he herded the four of you out of the bar (him holding on to you with his left hand, you onto Penelope, his right hand dragging JJ, and Emily insisting she could walk herself, bringing up the rear), into his suburban, and on the drop-off drive.

“I’m happy you guys are together.” Emily drawls as she unbuckles her seatbelt as Aaron puts the car in park. Her house was the last stop on the way.

She pokes her face forward, hovering above the center console of the car as she reaches forward, grabbing each of you with one hand with a surprising amount of strength as she pulls you both towards her, squishing both your cheeks against hers.

“You are happier around her, I can feel it.” she jabs a finger into Aaron’s arm as she lets both of you go, while planting a big wet slobbery kiss on your cheek before sliding out of the suburban and slamming the door shut as she waves and runs towards the entrance of her apartment block.

***

Hands unbuckle your seatbelt, and you feel them shift, one under your legs and the other around the back of your shoulders.

“Arms around me.”

You obey as you stir awake, your arms encircling his neck as you snuggle into him, nose nuzzling against his neck. You had fallen asleep on the short drive back to his apartment from Emily’s. He shuts the door of the suburban with a foot, pressing a hip against the handle to activate the auto-locking feature as he presses a kiss into the side of your head.

***

You wake to a pounding headache. Groaning, you flip from your side, onto your front as you bury your head in the pillow. Your body feels heavy, and your stomach is churning.

“Headache?” You feel a pair of warm hands snake around your waist, a body shifting to lie half on top of you as a pair of lips kiss the back of your head.

You groan again in response, unmoving.

“Theres water and painkillers on the nightstand beside you.” His voice murmurs in your ear, lips brushing gently against your ear, below your ear, and your neck as he shifts off you, his hand unwinding itself from around your waist and coming to rest lightly on the small of your back.

You lift your head from the pillow, and fumble for the tablets, and glass of water, which he must have placed there last night. Throwing the pills into your mouth, you gulp back the water before falling back onto the bed, this time your back on the mattress.

“How did you manage to get me up yourself.” You question, your voice a croak as you notice he had also managed to put you into one of his oversized t-shirts, and judging by the feel of your skin, had cleaned you with a damp towel before that.

“Skills.” He responds as you curl yourself onto him, head coming to rest on his chest, yours eyes flickering close as he entwines his arms around you. “We have brunch at Rossi’s in two hours.”

Your eyes shoot open, as memories of the previous night come back to you. You sit up with a start, ripping yourself from his embrace, but regretting immediately as your head throbs in protest.

“Oh god……..” You look down at a pair of brown eyes, dancing in clear amusement, as you bring your hands up to your face. There would be so many questions.

“Regretting your decision?” He laughs, as he reaches up to pull your hands away from his face. You see his eyes searching yours, his concern evident despite his light tone.

“Only about the way I revealed it.” You cry out in horror as you pulls you back down onto him gently, mindful of the headache he was sure was raging on inside of you, waiting for the painkillers to kick in. “I’m sure everyone knows by now.” You mutter into his chest, only to be met by a rumble of laughter.

“Oh I’m sure they do.” He kisses the top of your head.

***

“Welcome to the happy couple.” Rossi greets you both at the door, a wink on his face and you feel the heat rise in your cheeks.

“You’ve heard?” You step in, accepting the kiss on your cheek Rossi offers.

“Who hasn’t.” He responds and you groan. “They are regaling the rest of us who didn’t have the honour of being present last night with the tale of your really hot boyfriend.”

“Why are none of them hungover.” You find yourself muttering under your breath, knowing clearly that they, like you, had probably downed painkillers, and copious amount of fluids.

***

“Shes here!” Spencer exclaims, as cheers and wolf whistles erupt from the group comprising of Derek, Savannah, Spencer, Will, JJ, Emily, and Penelope.

“Where is that not so mystery boyfriend of yours?” Derek wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, as you sink down into the empty seat on the two seater bench by the outdoor table.

“With Rossi. Getting the drinks.” You mumble as you reach out for a piece of bread, breaking it with your fingers before chewing on a piece. “I can’t believe none of us figured it out.” Spencer frowns, as he looks around the table. Surprising, yet unsurprising, considering how you each managed to compartmentalise, turn off the profiling instinct among each other during your interactions, and how you had made sure to be extra careful with your interactions with Aaron at work.

“Thats because we don’t profile each other.” Rossi emerges from the house with Aaron following, a pitcher of orange juice in his hands. “Or maybe,” he winks, ”you lot of baby profilers aren’t as good as the old hand here.”

“Oh come on Rossi, as if you knew something was up.” Emily scoffs, half believing, and half in disbelief - she really could not tell, after all Rossi had been one half of Hotch’s mentor.

“Guess you’ll never know.” Rossi laughs as he sets the final dish down in the centre of the table.

“Did you know or not.” Derek demands, as the table explodes in chatter, momentarily distracted by the quest of figuring out if Rossi really had figured it out before anyone else.

You feel the bench dip slightly under an additional weight as Aaron slides in next to you.

“So I heard your boyfriend is really hot.” The conversation refocuses on you, as Derek smirks, turn his full attention to you both.

“I’m going to regret telling you lot aren’t I.” You groan in embarrassment as the group explodes in laughter.

“Morgan, do I have to order you to stop harassing my girlfriend.” His words are light, joking with no real force or bite, as his hand pulls you close, wrapping around your waist, coming to rest loosely on your hip and you turn, to plant your face firmly into his shoulder, as if it would hide you from the expecting crowd. Why you had ever used the words “really hot” to describe him was beyond you, as true as it was.

“We’ll tone it down if you give sufficient detail.” JJ cheers gleefully, as you turn your face back to the group, your hand settling on the top of Aaron’s thigh as you watch the faces in front of you, each excited, happy, and loving, quelling any worries you had about the team, or anyone else in the FBI finding out. You had your team, your family, everything would be okay. They could see that you were happy, that you both were truly happy, and it made them happy.

“You can continue your line of questioning as we eat. My food is getting cold.” Announces Rossi, as he picks up his cutlery, signalling the rest to start. There is a clatter of cutlery, as the conversation diverts to how good everything smells and looks.

You feel his lips brush against your temple and he gives your waist a gentle squeeze before he murmurs a quiet I love you, into your ear, above the cheers from the table at the chaste display of affection, his words soft enough only for your to hear.

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adisillusionedauthor · 1 year

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We will always be all right - Sergio Pérez

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Pairing: Sergio Pérrez x GN!Reader

Warning: Kind sad?, Fluff in the end, Checo is a bit OOC, bad writing, English sint my first language sorry for any mistakes :)

The day started well, it was relatively warm, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky, “it’s a good Sunday to race. “Was what Y/N thought just before entering the Ferrari paddock, while putting their firesuit they got a message from their boyfriend: “Can’t wait to beat you in there :)” That brought a smile upon their face, Checo was their boyfriend and best friend, it was a bit hard to explain to the fans that a Ferrari and a Red Bull driver were dating, but the fans were fine since they only wanted them to be happy.

After they put on the firesuit they went to the car to go get in position, they were starting next to Lewis, them being in P6 and Lewis in P5, while Checo was on P3 a bit ahead of them, they were very proud of each other. After a while the formation lap started, right then Y/N could fell that something wasn’t right with the car, but they went with it, preferring to think it was just the car warming up, with the end of the formation lap the race started with Max in P1, Charles in P2 and Checo on P3. Y/N was trying very hard to pass Lewis, after a couple tries, they managed to pass him now the challenge was to pass Alonso, they tried and tried but just couldn’t pass him, and the car was getting more and more strange, after maybe two laps, the car was in a point where the team could see from the pit wall that something was wrong, so they told Y/N to take it easy until the pit entrance, there they would see what was wrong with it, but they didn’t have the time to wait since in the next turn the car just lost one of its tires, it just flew off causing Y/N to hit a wall, they hit their head and passed out in the car, everyone was warned off the yellow flag.

While they were trying to get them out of the car Checo passed through the accident and he recognized the number of the love of his life in front of the car, his mind went blank and he warned the team through the radio that he wasn’t going to finish this race, despite everything that they said his mind as focused on Y/N, and if they were all right, going to the pits and getting out off of the car was the easy part, but getting them to allow him to leave the place and go to the hospital was a different conversation, they wouldn’t let him drive in the state he was, already crying and worried about them, he just couldn’t say there knowing that you were in a hospital bed, so he said that he would take an Uber to the hospital, when they agreed to it he just left them standing there and went straight to a car that was already waiting for him, on the way to the hospital all he could hope for is that you were all right.

When he arrived there, he saw Y/N’s mother waiting for news, he sat next to her and waited as well, when the doctors called for their family, they got up together and she went to talk to the doctor, after a while she came back and explained that they were fine, but when they hit their head some part of their memory could have been lost, after knowing that he was relieved and Y/N’s mother went to see them first, after about five minutes of waiting outside their mother came out and he went inside, happy to finally be able to see them, when he came in Y/N had a smile on their face he mimicked the smile, but with tears coming out of his eyes, Y/N got worried and tried to console him, but he just hugged them very tightly, they returned the hug while saying: “I believe that if Christian could see hugging an enemy he would kill you.” He sighed with a laugh, but then got confused since Christin was fine with your relationship, the only moment that he was against the relationship was when they were friends, after they made that comment the room was very silent, so silent you could hear if a pin fell in it.

He knew that they might had lost a few memories, but he hoped so much that you didn’t lose any memories of their relationship, but the world is cruel, and it took the love of his life from him, they had lost about 2 years' worth of memories of them, he knew that despite not remembering being with him, he maybe could bring your memories back, so the next day he came prepared for them to see their best friend while he saw the person he loved the most. When he came in the smile that they gave him made his heart shatter a bit, knowing that their eyes didn’t have the loving glow it always had when they looked at him, but he didn’t lose hope, he had brought a video were all memories them both were combined, he stayed up all night making it with the help of Lando, but when he showed it to them, some parts didn’t make sense, it almost seemed as if their brain was blocking the memories, and it gave them a headache, as if to not hurt them anymore he paused the video. He hadn’t given up, but he would give their brain time to heal before throwing 2 years in their face, but Y/N could see something was wrong, occasionally, when Checo came to visit he had to leave to room for a few minutes and came back with his face red as if he was crying, so after a couple days they were discharged, and Checo gave them a ride to the hotel.

They took that moment as an opportunity to talk to him, “Sergio what’s wrong? I know something is happening and you won’t tell me, every time you look at me it seems like you’re about to fall apart, so please, tell me what’s wrong?”

And he couldn't take it anymore, so he told them everything, from their first date by a lake, or the time when they sent the whole night watching Star Wars, or how they thought it was a good idea to tell the world that they were together during an interview in which the interviewer was bluntly flirting with him, but that made them laugh, he was felling ashamed because he just opened his heart out to them, and they just stepped on it by laughing, when they were done laughing they asked, “Ok, good joke, but no really, what’s wrong?” And when they saw the look on his face, and the strength he was using on the steering wheel they knew it was serious, and they couldn’t think of what to say except “I’m sorry” But he answered “No, it’s okay, I think you just showed me what our relationship means to you”

After that the way to the hotel was silent, not even the radio was on, Y/N was feeling so guilty for laughing, when they arrived at the hotel it was well past 12 P.M, and he knew that they liked to sleep after lunch, so he left them on their floor and went to take a breath, they laid on the king size bed, they fell asleep with tears on their face for not remembering their love for each other, in the dream all they could see was glimpses of their lost memories, they woke up about 2 hours later with a blanket on top of them and the sound of the shower running made them believe that Checo was back, seeing his backpack in the chair closest to the bed made that very obvious, they recalled the video he showed them on the day after the accident, they pulled his notebook out of the bag and the screen lighted up, it was a picture of them hugging very happy, Y/N’s was on top of his with a goofy smile on, and he was as always looking at them, then they realized he has a password that they don’t know. Just then the shower closed showing that he was coming out, and he did with just a towel on, while with another one he dried his hair very aggressively, they saw that and sighed saying “You were never good in taking care of yourself huh?” That put him in a shocked state, since they always said that during their relationship, when they realized what they said they were oh so happy that they remembered something about their relationship.

They were both so happy that they forgot what had happened earlier, “Checo, may I finish seeing that video you showed me? I wanna know all that I missed” He was so happy, and of course he showed them the video and then went ahead and spent the rest of the day telling them everything that they didn’t understand from the video, until they asked him: “Checo, will we be fine? I mean, you don’t have to wait around for me, what if I don’t get my memories back? What then?” But he was quick to reassure them:

“We will be all right, we always are going to be just fine, as for me waiting I don’t mind, I already waited so long before asking you out that I can wait just a bit longer to have you again, and if you never get these memories back it will also be all right because then we can make more memories together, if you will allow me of course” They nodded so vigorously as to agree that they want to make memories with him, that made him laugh and kiss their temple, and then they laid their head down on his neck to hide their blush, that made him laugh more and hug them closer to him, while trying to hide his happy tears from them.

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