Heyyyy so I was wondering if u could do a Aaron hotchner x male reader where the reader is pennys brother (and maybe autistic if your comfortable writing that 😅 if not it’s fine) and reader is on the team and the team doesn’t know about reader and hotch but one day penny sees them together in public? If not it’s fine! Love your work ❤️❤️❤️
Warnings: kissing, (super) brief mention of meltdown and sensory overload, that's all I believe
Word count: 766
A/N: Hey, I tried to best to add an autistic reader, I'm not sure how it turned out? I struggled quite a bit with it, I'm not very good with getting characters to have their own voice if that makes sense, they're all just kind of projects of me? Aha, but please please please let me know if there's anything I can edit or change and let me know if anything's harmful or offensive and I will immediately change it. Thank you for sending this request though, I thought it was super cute :)
"Everyone go home, get some rest," Aaron says, his eyes lingering on yours for a moment before he looks away. You fight the grin from your face, instead you subtly tap your fingers against each other. Index finger to thumb, middle finger to thumb, ring finger to thumb, little finger to thumb, and repeat. "I want you all back bright and early Monday morning,"
It was Friday evening, you had all just gotten back from a case. A relatively simple one, as far as serial killers go. Nothing too difficult, especially because the local authorities had already interviewed the unsub - twice. But anyways, it was Friday. Aka, Date Night with Aaron. He caught your eyes for a minute and gave a small smile before he retreated to his office.
“Hey, (Y/N),” You look up, giving your sister a lopsided grin. “The gang and I are all going to the bar, wanna come too?”
You shake your head, “No thanks, I’m going to stay here and finish this report and head home,” You answer, guilt gnawing at your stomach from lying to Penelope. “Next time?”
“Alright, baby brother, but I expect you to live up to that,” You don’t reply but find yourself smiling at Penelope as she pats your shoulder as she walked past. You weren’t a fan of a lot of physical contact. There were only three exceptions to this: your mum, Penelope, and now, Aaron. They were also the only ones who were able to calm you down during a sensory overload or meltdown. You didn’t mind small amount of physical contact from the other members of the team if you had some warning, but you weren’t as comfortable when they did it as you were with Penelope and Aaron - and the team understood, so it wasn’t often that they’d pat your shoulder, nudge your arm, and such. They made sure to respect your boundaries but make it known they were there for you should you need them.
It’s not long before Aaron’s ready and you’re heading to your usual restaurant - nothing too fancy, but modest. Two hours later and you’ve both finished and decide to go on a small walk before heading back to Aaron’s to watch a movie. After half an hour of walking, you both sit on a bench, watching the night life, content and peaceful.
“I’m so glad we’re together,” You muse, head resting on Aaron’s shoulder.
“I’ve never been happier,” Aaron responds. Lifting your head, you look at him with a small smile.
“Can I kiss you?”
“You never need to ask,” And with that, lean up, gently connecting your lips to his, the pair of you smiling into the kiss.
“(Y/N)?!” You pull away from Aaron immediately, turning towards the sound of Penelope’s voice. “Hotch?!”
You feel Hotch tense beside you, “Penelope,” You say, keeping your voice level. “We can explain…”
“We’ve been…” Aaron began, sensing that you were unsure of how to actually start.
“Seeing each other,” You jump in, giving Aaron a small smile.
“For a few months now,” Aaron finishes. Penelope continues to gawk at the pair of you. Aaron clears his throat slightly, an anxious habit of his that only you seemed to notice. “I should probably let you two talk, I’ll be in the bar if you need me,” He says softly, placing a delicate kiss to your temple as he stands.
With Aaron now gone, Penelope turns back to you. “How? How could you not tell your favourite big sister penelope?!” You shift anxiously as she stares at you, the large smile on her face telling you she was clearly happy, but it did little to relieve your anxieties.
“We work together, Penny, more than that, he’s our boss. If Strauss were to find out-”
“No!” Penelope exclaims, “We will make sure she never ever finds out!” You chuckle slightly.
“Good, because Aaron might actually kill me if she does-”
“She will never find out!” Penelope declares.
“Penny, I hate to be the bearer of bad news - but you can’t keep a secret to save your life.” You joke, Penelope holds her hand on her chest as she gasps dramatically in mock offence.
“How dare you-”
“What? I’m not lying, it’s true!” You laughed.
“Doesn’t mean you need to say it out loud,” She teases before she links your arms together, “Come on, let’s go join them in the bar, maybe try and convince Hotch - or my future brother in law - to reveal the secret to the rest of the team,”
“I don’t think we’re ready for that just yet,”
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handy boyfriend mike who helps you build a new bed frame out of the "kindness of his heart". it didn't take much work, but the pieces were heavy and your nails were fresh so reinforcements from him were required. plus, he was happy to help, only requesting periodic kisses and a glass of lemonade for reparations.
you don't know if him fucking you on your new bed was a hidden agreement for payment, or if it was just the natural follow of actions. first he built your bed, then he fucked you on it, naturally. either way, you're happy to lay back with your legs spread, your ass barely hanging off the bed and your calves thrown over mike's shoulders. his comment of "your bed is perfect hip height" was nowhere near innocent, even if he attempted to frame it that way. you automatically knew what he meant, not bothering to protest the forced spreading of your knees as he stepped between your legs at the time. instead smiling in his face and pulling your shirt over your head.
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