Losing Game |Aaron Hotchner|

01: Routine

He shook his head with a sigh, knowing she was right. They always waited for each other.

"Come on, let's go. You said it yourself, paperwork can wait."

He closed the file, "Fine. Are you coming back to my place?" He asked while packing up the file along with his other belongings. Knowing their team members had left, he grabbed Blair's hand with his free one.

She gladly accepted his hand, "Is that even a question?" The two left Aaron's office and headed home.

It was like clockwork for them. They would go to work together, wait for one another to leave, then go to one of their houses for the night. Most of the time they would end up at his home. Aaron had thrown the idea of moving in together, but Blair refused, saying she needed her own private space. He didn't fully understand, knowing she was at his house 90% of the time, but he honored her wishes.

The two drove back together, due to Blair's car already being at Aaron's from the previous night. He kept one hand on the wheel, with the other settled on Blair's thigh the entire ride; the same as always. Every once in a while they would glance at each other at the same time.

The team always said they were in their 'honeymoon phase,' meaning everything seemed happy and carefree. They always thought the whole relationship was odd, especially in the beginning. Blair and Aaron were both the headstrong, take charge type. No one messed with them. No one bothered to get in their way. Rossi, on the other hand, disagreed. He claimed they were way past the honeymoon phase, for they had been dating for a little over a year. No matter what the team thought, deep down Rossi knew the two were meant to be.

Although at work they present their tough exteriors, behind closed doors was a completely different story. They were in love, there was no denying that.

The next morning Blair awoke first. She slid herself out of bed, carefully untangling her body from her boyfriend's without waking him up. She exited the bedroom and walked across the hall to Jack, Aaron's son's, bedroom. Seeing he was still tucked under the blankets asleep, she discreetly shut his door and made her way downstairs.

Once in the kitchen, she tied Aaron's white apron around her body. She threw her blonde, wavy hair into a loose pony, just like she always kept it, even at work. She hated the feeling of it against her neck. One time she tried cutting it shorter, almost to her shoulder blades, but she immediately regretted it. It looked horrible.

She began making breakfast for the boys, mixing water and pancake mix in a glass bowl to create the batter. As Blair poured the batter onto the pan, a pair of large arms snaked around her body. Giggling, she continued to make the pancakes.

Aaron wrapped his arms around her, hunching over to nuzzle his face into the crook of her neck, "Good morning, love," his low morning voice rang through her ears, sending chills over her body. He sent a kiss to her cheek before detaching himself and walking towards the coffee pot.

He poured himself a mug and turned to lean on the counter, watching Blair's hips sway as she glided across the kitchen and continued to make breakfast.

A tiny yawn interrupted his trance. Aaron turned his direction to the kitchen entrance, seeing a sleepy Jack.

"Hey, bud! How'd you sleep?" Blair asked energetically, setting the stack of pancakes in the center of the table.

Jack and Aaron both sat down at the table, "Good! I had a really good dream!" Jack responded eagerly.

"Really, what was it about?" Aaron asked. Blair joined them at the table and they each began to make their own plates.

"I was an Avenger! And I was best friends with Hulk and Spider-Man!"

The couple couldn't help but smile at the excited boy. It was no surprise he was dying to share his dream; Jack was obsessed with the Marvel series.

They continued to eat breakfast, full of small, family talk. It was normal, almost domestic.

"Jack, why don't you go get dressed for today?" Aaron requested once they were done eating. The six year old nodded and scurried off to his bedroom.

Blair began to collect the plates, but Aaron stopped her, "You made breakfast, at least let me clean up."

She huffed, "Fine, but only because I gotta run. I'm meeting Riley later."

He nodded, knowing she spent almost every Saturday with her best friend. She untied the apron and threw it over the pantry door before slipping on her shoes and grabbing her bag and coat from the rack.

"I'll see you later, love you!" Aaron called before she had a chance to exit his house.

"Yeah, yeah, love you too"

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A/N

Hey everyone! I hope you enjoyed chapter one:)

This was kind of just to introduce the dynamics in relationships, but of course we will dive into everything more soon!

I'm always open for feedback, so let me know what you think so far!

BTW- if you are confused: Riley Cooper is an original character I created. He is an agent among the team, along with Blair's best friend. More will be explained between the two next chapter:)

Love you all <3
-A

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