HEAR ME OUT aaron with a  Morticia Addams like wife that comes to like drop him off lunch or something and the og team gets to met her for the first time and they are like “wtf he got a goth wife??”and he’s just head over heels for her 
sorry sorry sorry i know you said the og team but goth!prentiss is so special to me so i had to make it s2
"Woah, Prentiss," Derek is quick to elbow the agent sitting at her desk, "You didn't tell me you had a sister!"
"Sister.. what-" She furrows her brows, looking where Derek is gesturing towards. Behind the doors to the bullpen, there's a woman checking in through security, donned in attire Prentiss definitely rocked in her high school years.
"Very funny." She deadpans, "I'm sure she's just here to visit someone."
And you are. You step through the doors confidently, striding straight to the door labelled Aaron Hotchner. They watch you walk, eyebrows raising along with tensions as you neared the door.
You turn at JJ's call, standing feet away from Hotch's door, "Yes?"
"He doesn't take walk-ins," Morgan gestures to the door, "He's kinda rigid about procedure. You need an appointment to see him."
"I've got an appointment." You flash your left hand towards him, your ring glinting in the fluorescent lights above, "I've had it scheduled for years."
There's a unanimous intake of breath at your statement. Morgan's eyes nearly pop out of his head, Prentiss chokes on her coffee, JJ freezes, and Reid's mouth falls slightly open.
"You're.. you're his wife?" The doctor looks up at you with bewilderment, "Like, you two are married?"
"Yes," You chuckle, the sound of the door opening catching your attention, "Aaron!"
Your husband steps out of his office only seconds after you reveal your relationship, but he can tell from everyone's faces that you've told them.
"You made it," He smiles at you, lovesick and sappy, tugging you towards him with an arm around your waist to peck your lips sweetly, "I'm glad you're here, Y/N."
Aaron won't even answer a personal phone call in front of his coworkers, and now he's kissing his wife. Everyone stares, everyone gapes, because no one knows what to do.
"You all are way too invested in this," Rossi comes back from the kitchen, coffee in hand, "It's nice to see you again, Y/N."
"Dave," You nod affectionately to the man, "It's good to see you too!"
"You knew?" JJ scoffs, glancing incredulously between the three of you.
"Only because he's a blabby drunk," You pat Aaron's chest fondly, "It was really fun picking him up that night."
Morgan's face lights up at your good-natured teasing of his boss, something he excelled at himself, "No way. You've got style and you make fun of Hotch?"
"Style?" Prentiss rounds on him, "So when I do it, it's something to laugh at, but she's got style?"
"Yes," Morgan laughs, far too proud of his double standard, "You looked like you were trying to play a raven in a middle school play."
"So fucking rude," She scoffs, glancing back at you, "Can you believe him?"
"A raven," You snicker, hiding your laugh behind your hand, "Are there.. pictures?"
"I've got them," JJ fumbles for her phone.
"It's saved onto my computer," Reid lunges for his mouse, "It's under passcode, though, so give me a sec-."
"Unbelievable." Prentiss groans, "Does Penelope have them too, or is she the only nice person in this office?"
"She's the one that sent them to us," Rossi smirks from where he's leaning against the doorway, "You're not on every email thread that we send out, you know."
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