𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗶🍭

𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗯 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗺𝗲💋

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𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝗲 ➯ 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗶, 𝘀𝗵𝗲/𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗯𝗶𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗿

𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 ➯ 𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝗬𝟮𝗞, 𝗺𝗰𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗽𝗳𝗹𝗼𝗽𝘀, 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗹𝘀, 𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀, 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗹 𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵, 𝗳𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗴𝘀, 𝗷𝘂𝗶𝗰𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲, 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘂𝗽, 𝗷𝗲𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗿𝘆, 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰

𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀 ➯ 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 ➯ 𝗗𝗿. 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿 𝗥𝗲𝗶𝗱, 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗻 𝗛𝗼𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗻𝗲𝗿, 𝗘𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘀, 𝗝𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗿 “𝗝𝗝“ 𝗝𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘂

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 ➯ 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳, 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁, 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁, 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝗻𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁, 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 ➯ 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁

𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 ➯ 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗴𝗳!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗴𝗻!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗻𝗮𝗻𝘁!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗯𝗮𝘂!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

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Bundle of joy - Aaron Hotchner

pairing: Aaron Hotchner x preg!wife!reader

genre: h/c, fluff

warnings: none

w/c: 600+

Your hands shake as you wait for the test to develop, your mind races with worst case scenarios of the boyfriends reaction. You and Aaron had been married for just over a year and hadn't yet talked about expanding your family. With how fast paced his job is, whenever the subject would come up he was needed elsewhere, he would always promise to return to the conversation but when he returned, the promise would be forgotten. The thought of a family with Aaron made you feel things that weren't able to be put into words. But considering his job and Jack, the thought seemed daunting. The timer went off pulling you out of your thoughts and you locked eyes on what appeared to be the most important thing in the world. Your legs felt like jelly as you crossed the bathroom floor to reach the counter. You picked up the test and did a mental countdown from three, when reaching one your eyes darted to the two pink lines. Pregnant. You were pregnant with Aaron Hotchner’s baby. Aaron Hotchner, whose job was as unpredictable as the mood swings you were to endure as a result of said pregnancy. The front door opens and closes alerting you of your husband's arrival home. You must've forgotten that he had called over an hour again to alert you that the plane touched down and he had landed safely and to not wait for him. You hadn't even heard him walking up the stairs as it was as if you had frozen in time. He calls out your name gently so as to not wake Jack who was sleeping soundly in the bedroom down the hall. You decide it's now or never (not literally but you're not thinking straight so it's fine) you walk into your bedroom from your en suite bathroom and lock eyes with a dishevelled Aaron and your heart breaks at his lack of sleep which is evident by his eyebags. “Hi” you start so soft the sound of your voice wouldn't have been audible if it weren't for the dead silence “i thought i told you not to wait up, rest is important you know” he went on while putting away his blazer jacket in your shared wardrobe “kinda hard to sleep when you're pregnant honey” you whispered. Aaron stopped dead in his tracks. “What did you say?” The question left his mouth void of emotions only making you feel worse “surprise” you trailed off holding a positive test as definitive proof. Silence encases the room as he makes his way to you in 3 quick strides. He takes the test from your hands as if to inspect it but instead he throws it on the bed and kisses you like his life depends on it. Your lips move in sync as any trepidation you had prior disappear in an instant. You finally break apart for air and your husband rests his head against yours, "you're really pregnant?" He knows the answers but has a deep desire to hear you say it again aloud. “Im really pregnant,” you reassure. You feel his hands tighten around your waist as a sign of his unwavering support and devotion to you and the newest addition to your little family.

nine months later

Your eyes gradually open as you get used to the bright hospital lights. Once your eyes had taken to the lights you stared at the bundle of joy who had her daddy wrapped around her finger despite being alive for less than two hours. “Happiness looks good on you Hotchner” you teased drawing his attention from his newborn daughter “i have you to thank for that” laughed, you smiled in response closing your eyes to enjoy the calm after the storm “you were incredible, thank you so much angel” Aaron mutters while stroking a delicate finger over his daughter’s tiny,adorable face. Your daughter.

Gabriella Hotchner.

a/n: hello my babies!! so sorry that I haven’t posted this in a while but tumblr was being weird and not letting post on literally any of my devices idrk but🤷🏾‍♀️ anyway if you like this little fic please interact with this post and leave some more request!!💕💕