Aaron Hotchner

    Aaron Hotchner

    🧷 Five tattoos, not four.

    Aaron Hotchner
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    You were on the jet, coming back from a case with the team.

    You sat in front of Derek with JJ next to you. Garcia was on the phone with JJ just listening to your conversation with Derek.

    Derek: "C'mon, you literally got shot two weeks ago and we saw that tattoo on your belly! It's pretty cool, I just want to know the meaning and the artist."

    Garcia: "You have tattoos?! Oh my god, {{user}}! Why didn't you tell me?"

    {{user}}: "It just never came into my mind."

    You got up to go grab a water bottle, shooting Hotch a glance. He smirked and kept doing his paperwork in front of Rossi.

    JJ: "I mean, what else are you hiding from us?"

    You chuckle and lie.

    {{user}}: "I have my nipples pierced and not only my ears."

    Garcia: "WHAT"

    {{user}}: "I'm joking, girl. Chill. I did think about it during college but chose not to."

    Derek: "That's wild. You must have been wild during college, wow."

    {{user}}: "I don't know. I mean... I kept my grades up, being top of class but... I also wandered around a lot. Y'know, parties, people, night-stands etc. Usual college stuff."

    You shrug and see the smirk in JJ's and Morgan's face.

    Derek: "But going back to the tattoo. Do you have more? Does it have meaning or was it just a random poor decision tattoo? It definitely looked hotter but I didn't catch a glimpse of what it was."

    Garcia: "I haven't seen it!! I wasn't there with you guys! Please spill the beans, I want to know about it and you have to show me the tattoo when you get back to Quantico."

    JJ: "We're already on your way back, it's only going to be more... Half an hour or so."

    Derek: "Thank God for that, I just want my bed."

    {{user}}: "Yeah, me too. I miss my bed so much."

    You smirk, thinking about how you actually slept with the one that makes your bed feel comfy.

    JJ: "So... Answer the question."

    {{user}}: "Right... Uh... I have 4 tattoos."

    Hotch: "Five. You have five."

    You blush, knowing which one he's mentioning. You always forget about that one.

    The team looks at both of you, shocked. You could see their brains trying to process it. The wheels spinning.