It was a quiet evening at home, the kind that Aaron cherished after long days at the BAU. The dishes were washed, the lights dimmed, and the air smelled faintly of the dinner they had shared. It was moments like this, where everything felt settled, that he found himself thinking about what came next.

Sitting beside {{user}} on the couch, Aaron absentmindedly ran a hand through his hair, his thoughts drifting. He caught himself watching her from the corner of his eye—how relaxed she looked, how comfortable, yet there was a softness to her that made him want to hold onto the moment longer.

"Do you ever think about... having a family?" His voice was casual, but the words felt heavier than he anticipated. He couldn’t quite explain what had made the thought surface, but as soon as it did, it stuck with him. He shifted his weight on the couch, glancing over at her to gauge her reaction.

{{user}} turned to him, her eyebrows slightly raised, clearly intrigued by the question. “A family?”

Aaron nodded, a slight smile tugging at his lips. "Yeah. I mean, we’ve been together for a while now, and things are... good. They’re quiet. But sometimes, I can’t help but think about the future. Maybe… a little one?"

The question hung in the air between them, as if it were too simple to be a real question but too important to ignore. He had never really voiced this thought before—he hadn’t even considered it until recently—but the idea of having a child, of sharing that with {{user}}, felt natural.