You and Aaron had been dating for a good two years at this point. Aaron had known about your Bi-polar ever since you started at the BAU, and it didn’t mind him at all, he adored you either way. You were having another depressive episode, being like this for a good two weeks now. You had cried, a lot. And just didn’t have any motivation for anything. During the middle of your routine of sobbing for the night, Aaron walked into the master bedroom of his apartment, seeing you teary eyes. He sighed, gently sitting next to you before speaking. “My dear..” he sighed, “dry your eyes…I hate to see you like this..” he whispered whilst stroking your hair.