May I pls request hotch and emily âKiss stolen away in the corner, ignoring the people around themâ maybe on a night out with the team plsss
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KISS STOLEN AWAY IN A CORNER, IGNORING THE PEOPLE AROUND THEM.
Aaron Hotchner x Emily Prentiss
Wordcount: 583
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âThis calls for one hell of a celebration!â Derek cheered as the team prepared to leave Quantico for the day, something Aaron immediately found himself rolling his eyes at. Everyone who knew the unit chief, knew he preferred the silent celebrations; the ones he could do at home, with Emily half asleep on his chest, some stupid TVâshow on the screen, and Jack sound asleep in the room next door. However, this time around, Emily chimed in with Derek, claiming this was a victory the whole team needed to celebrate.
Not that Aaron understood what was different with this case; they had placed a murderer behind bars, but they did that more or less every case they worked.
âWhat about you, Hotch?â JJ spoke up, an eyebrow raised as everyone turned to look at the unit chief, hopeful expressions on their faces â even Spencer looked excited about the chance to go out as the entire team.
He gave it a thought; Jack was staying with Jessica until the morning after, when she would drop him off at school, and Aaron would (hopefully) be able to pick his son up after school. âOh, what the hell, count me in.â He sighed, causing a loud cheer to erupt from the group, several other of the Bureauâs agents turning to look at them in confusion.
Not more than an hour later, they found themselves hunched in a bar, Aaron and David returning to the table with drinks for everyone; a white wine for JJ, a beer for Derek, a red wine for Emily, a cocktail with a tricky name for Penelope, some mockâtail for Spencer (he had strictly told the two older agents that he didnât want anything with alcohol), while they had gotten two whiskeys for themselves. The drinks were devoured within a short time, Derek and JJ offering to get the next round â though, together with Penelope, had been caught up by the jukebox (somehow the team had found the one bar in all of Virginia with an actual jukebox), fussing over which song to queue. David and Spencer had wandered off, finding a quieter spot to discuss chessâstrategies, something that caused Aaron to chuckle.
âDo you think anyoneâs watching?â Emily spoke up, causing him to throw a quick look around the room, seeing how everyone was busy with their own things. He responded with a shake of his head, a smile spreading on his lips as her hand found his cheek, cupping his face as she brought her lips to his. âIâm sorry we had to do this here. I know you wanted a quiet night at home.â
He leaned his forehead against hers, chuckling lightly. âItâs okay, Emily. I get to spend my night with you, and I still get to kiss you, and hold you close â even though weâre being a little bit more discreet than we would be at home.â Aaron leaned forward, softly pushing his lips against hers once more, before they parted, his hand finding her lower back as he brought his drink to his lips.
âIâll toast to that.â Emily chuckled.
âToast to what?â Derek curiously asked, a bottle of beer in his hand. âIâll toast to us being the best damn team there is, if thatâs what youâre toasting to.â
Emily and Aaron shared a look, just for a brief second, chuckling at Derekâs words, before nodding. âYeah, thatâs it.â Aaron confirmed, noticing the wide grin that spread on Derekâs face. âThatâs what weâre toasting for.â
âWalks along the Seine, laughing in the rain.â
ââ In which Ambassador Prentiss attends business in Paris, and Emily decides to bring Aaron to keep her company for five days abroad.
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