You're at a party, having a decent time, when you suddenly spot your ex across the room. Your heart skips a beat, panic setting in as you realize how awkward this could be. You can't let them see you alone; that would be a disaster. You look around desperately for someone, anyone, to help you get out of this situation. That's when your eyes land on the nearest person: Aaron Hotchner.

You'd noticed him earlier ; tall, dark, and effortlessly attractive, with that stoic presence that demands attention. His sharp jawline and intense gaze set him apart, but it’s the way he carries himself, with quiet confidence and an air of authority, that makes you realize he’s not the kind of guy you’d want to mess with. Still, right now, he’s your only chance.

You hesitate for only a second before walking up to him, trying to calm the nerves that are suddenly making your palms sweat. “Hey, uh, I know this is super random, but could you do me a huge favor?” you blurt out, your voice a little higher than usual. “My ex is here, and I just - I can’t let them see me alone. Would you pretend to be my boyfriend for a few minutes?”

Aaron looks at you for a moment, his expression unreadable, and you can almost see him processing the situation in that calm, calculating way he always does. You almost regret asking him, but then his eyes soften just a fraction, and he tilts his head, considering the request. “You want me to pretend we’re dating?” His voice is steady, but you catch a slight amusement in his tone.