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scorpio-hotch · 3 years

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Hi! Congratulations on your milestone!!!

Can I request dad!bod Hotch prompts 2 & 7? (:

Thanks so much!! I had a lot of fun writing this one :))

Prompt: 2- Tummy kisses with dad-bod Aaron & 7- Resting your head on dad-bod Aaron's tummy

Dad-bod!Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: talk of body weight, food mentioned, insecure!Aaron, hurt/comfort, mention of Penemily

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New Shirt

You hear a sigh and a quiet curse come from your bedroom. Aaron was in there trying on his suits, figuring out which one he would wear to Penelope and Emily’s wedding this weekend. It was the first time since his retirement that he had put on a suit and by the sound of it, it was not going well.

You open the bedroom door to find Aaron standing in front of the floor length mirror in a pair of suit pants and a button-up. The suit pants still fit him very nicely, you dare say even better than they did during his FBI days, but the shirt— not so much. It was a bit tighter than it should have been, especially around his tummy. It's true that he had gained some weight since he retired and you knew that it bothered him sometimes, but you had never seen him get as upset as he seemed now, staring at himself in the mirror.

His eyes were fixed on where the fabric gaped open over his stomach. He tugged and pulled at the fabric trying to get it to sit right, but all the toying just made his brow furrow even more. You softly knocked on the now open door to try to get his attention and started to say, “hey honey, how’s it going in here?”

Your words seemed to pull him out of his trance as his eyes snapped away from himself and the mirror and went onto you. He looked surprised, almost embarrassed that you were seeing him like this. There was clear discomfort on his face and his cheeks seemed to heat up a little bit. “I- um…,” he said as he crossed his arms over his chest, covering his torso, “...bad,” he ended up sighing out.

You made your way farther into the bedroom. You put your arm out as a silent way of asking if you could touch him, but he’s not ready yet. “Could you tell me what the problem is?” you ask gently

Aaron lets out another loud sigh and the look on his face says ‘can’t you see what’s wrong.’ His eyes go back to his reflection in the mirror. “They don’t fit,” he pouts out, “none of my dress shirts fit.”

You take another step closer to him, softly placing a hand on his back. He doesn’t move away. That's a good sign. You pick your head up and look at him through the mirror. You move your other hand to his thigh, rubbing over the fabric of his pants. “Looks like you fit into your suit pants pretty nicely though,” you comment, hoping that the lighthearted complement eases some of his stress.

It does not. He lets out another sigh. There is so much tension in his beautiful face. You hadn’t seen his brow furrowed so much since his FBI days. You hated to see him so miserable.

Resting your head on his shoulder and running your hand over the tight fabric around his tummy, your eyes meet his in the mirror, “We’ll just go to the store and get you a new shirt, baby.”

“It's not that simple.”

“Yes it is, sweetheart.”

“No it isn't!” he snaps.

“Baby,” you softly whisper out as your hand rubs up his back.

He steps away from you, turning and walking towards the closet, running his fingers through his hair, “These shirts fit basically the whole time I worked in the FBI!”

You open your mouth to say something but he continues, “I let myself go so much since I retired, I’m just a chubby old man now.”

You hated seeing him like this.

“Aaron, love,” you say softly as you make your way over to him, “You haven’t let yourself go, you just eat now. And you're less stressed. When you were in the FBI, you lived off of coffee and anxiety. I would say you are much healthier now than you were then.”

You make your way in front of him again, “But…” he starts.

“No buts, honey,” you guide him to sit down on the bed, “The only people who are gonna be at the wedding are the BAU, and you know they love you no matter what. And so what if you’re ‘a chubby old man’? Who cares if you have a bit of a tummy? I love my chubby old man and his tummy.”

You cup his face in your hands, pulling him to look at you. There was still some sadness in his eyes, but you could tell he was feeling a bit better. You lean down and move your hand to the top button of his shirt, “Let me show you something, baby.”

“What are you doing?” his hand snaps to yours, stopping your movements.

“I’m gonna show you how much I love your body, sweetheart,” you say as you continue to unbutton the shirt.

Soon the shirt is fully opened and you push it off his shoulders. You grab the hem of his white undershirt and help him pull it over his head so his torso is bare before you. You place one hand on his shoulder and gently guide him back, “Lay back for me, baby.”

As he lays back, you lean forward resting your head on his tummy pressing a kiss to it. You take one of his hands in yours and give it a little squeeze and you place your other hand next to your head, rubbing it over the warm skin of his tummy. “You know how much I love you, right?” you mutter into his skin.

“Mhm,” he hums out.

“Good,” you press another kiss to his tummy, “And you know how you look would never change that, right?”

“Mhm.”

You place yet another kiss on his skin. Your hand moving to play with the hair of his happy trail. “I really do love your tummy, you know. I think it's so cute and it's so warm and so soft and squishy,” you say pinching his skin a little bit, “the little bit of extra weight you gained the past few months, makes you so much softer and cuddlier. I just want to snuggle you all the time”

You pepper a few more kisses over his tummy. “And if I can be completely honest with you,” you say as you look up to meet his eyes, “I think I might find you hotter now, then I ever did before,” finishing the statement with one more kiss to his skin.

You can tell from the look in his eyes that this news shocked him. “Is that true?” he asks.

“Uh huh,” you say, “What can I say? I just have a thing for dad-bods.”

He cracks a small smile at your comment. That's certainly progress from where he was a few minutes ago. You give his hand another squeeze, “How about we go out and get you some new shirts?”

“Okay,” he softly mutters out, “Later though, I wanna stay like this for a bit longer.”

“Sure thing, sweetheart. We can stay like this for as long as you need.”

He lets out another sigh, this one much more content than the ones earlier. He moves one of his hands to the back of your neck. “I love you so much,” he hums out.

“I love you too, baby,” you respond, “more than anything,” and to prove your point you press more kisses to his tummy.

A few days later, you have more fun than you’ve had in a long time. You and Aaron get to watch two of your best friends get married and get to spend time with his BAU family. Aaron looked as handsome as ever in his suit. You might miss seeing him in one everyday just a little bit. Members of the team compliment him on how good he looks, telling him he looks happier and healthier than ever. He blushes a bit at the comments, but he seems happy.

Later that night Aaron pulls you close as you dance together. You can feel his tummy pressing against yours as you sway to the music and it makes you really happy. “Thank you,” Aaron says.

“For what?” you ask.

He pauses a moment to think, “Just being you I guess. For loving me.”

“Aaron Hotchner, I will never stop loving you for as long as I live,” you say, “You and that cute little tummy.”

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scorpio-hotch · 3 years

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Congrats Jase!! 💗 You rock! Dad Bod and #3 please!

Thank you for the request :))

Prompt: 3- Feeling the weight of dad-bod Aaron on top of you

Dad-bod!Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

Word count: 862

Warnings: Talk of body weight (Aaron's), a little bit of hurt/comfort, mostly cuddles and fluff

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Weighted Blanket

You walk through the front door of your house letting out a sigh of relief. It wasn’t that you had a bad today, it just wasn’t a good day. You were tired and a little bit stressed and all you wanted to do was take a nap.

The sound of you entering the house and dramatically sighing alerted your husband to the fact that you were home. Being still newly retired from the FBI, Aaron still really didn’t know what to do with himself most of the day when you were out of the house. That being said he was still doing better than ever. He was happier, and healthier. He put on a bit of weight, which at first he was a bit self-conscious about, but when you told him how it made him softer and even better to cuddle, he didn’t mind as much. He didn’t worry as much about keeping up appearances and let his facial hair grow out into a salt n pepper stubbly beard. He often didn’t feel the need to put in his contacts so he spent most of the time in the house in his glasses, which you found incredibly cute. He would often tell you that he felt like he looked like an old man, but you would always tell him that he was ‘a cute old man,’ which always made him smile.

That's how you found him when you got home. As you flopped down onto the couch your very cute husband poked his head out from the kitchen. “Honey?” he said as he pushed up his glasses on his nose and made his way out into the living room, “How was your day?”

From the way you entered the house Aaron could tell that your day wasn’t great. He didn’t need to be Unit Chief of the FBI to figure that out. As he sat down next to you on the couch, you leaned over so you could rest your head in his lap. His fingers were instantly combing through your hair. “It was fine,” you say as you bury your face in his thigh.

Aaron lets out a small chuckle as he continues to pet your head, “Are you sure about that sweetheart?”

“Yeah, it was just a little stressful and I’m just tired”

“I’m sorry, baby”

Being home and being able to look at Aaron’s sweet face already made you feel a lot better. He was your happy place. You let out a small hum, “I wanna take a nap.”

He smiled down at your sleepy face as you burrowed your face in his lap. He carefully extracted his hand from your hair and softly tapped you on the back, “Sit up for a minute, love.”

“Why?” you whined out in protest.

He gently helps you lift your head up and stands up from the couch, replacing his thigh with a throw pillow under your head. “We’re taking a nap together,” he says in response to your protest.

You roll over so you're stretched out on the couch laying on your back. Aaron lays himself down on top of you, wrapping his arms firmly around you and pulling a blanket on top of both of you. Feeling his weight on top of you is the most grounding feeling in the world. He's just warm and the perfect amount of heavy to make you feel so safe and comfortable and secure. You forget your stressful day and just revel in the feeling of him on top of you. He was like a weighted blanket that gives you kisses and tells you he loves you. It was perfect.

He settles between your legs, his soft tummy pressing against yours. He buries his face in your neck, his stubble scratching your skin lightly in the way that you love.You can feel his chest rise and fall against yours and feel the warmth of his skin through his shirt. All you can feel is him.

Aaron can feel you relax from on top of you too. He feels stress leave your body as you melt into the couch and wrap your arms around him, hugging him even tighter to your chest. Into your neck he mutters the words, “Get some rest sweetheart,” and he presses a few kisses to your jaw.

Your hand makes its way into his soft hair and you gently play with it. He lets out a content little hum that you can feel vibrate through his chest into yours. You were so close to him and you loved him more than anything. Feeling his body press down on top of you was making it so easy to fall asleep. Softly you mumble out a small “I love you,” that you are not even sure he can hear.

That is until you hear him say, “I love you too, baby,” his voice laced with sleep and affection.

Slowly you drift off to sleep with the knowledge that Aaron loves you so much with his body on top of yours, weighing you down. There is nothing in the world more that you loved more than your weighted blanket of a husband.

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scorpio-hotch · 3 years

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Hi!! Congratulations on your milestone!! New follower here, but already read all of your work and I’m OBSESSED!!! 😍

Can I please request from dad!bod prompts 4 & 6? ☺️

Thank you so much for the request!! I'm so glad you're enjoying my fics :))

Prompts: 4-shirtless dad-bod aaron and 6- sitting in his lap

Dad-bod!Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

Word count: 1k

Warnings: none just sweet fluffy <33

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Two am

You slowly wake up, mind hazy from sleep. From the darkness in the room you can tell it is still night. You roll over to your husband's side of the bed expecting to feel Aaron’s soft and warm body against you, perfect to cuddle into. Instead you just find an empty bed. You let out a little disappointed sigh. You want cuddles.

You can tell from how the sheets are a little warm that Aaron hasn’t been gone for too long. Rolling back over to your side of the bed, you check the time. It’s a little after 2am. What could he be doing at this time of night?

You pull the covers off of yourself, knowing that you won’t be able to fall back asleep without him in bed with you. As you stand, you shiver at the chill in the air. You find one of Aaron’s sweatshirts on top of a pile of clothes and pull it over your head as you walk out of your bedroom.

You didn’t have to venture far to find Aaron. When you walk out into the living room you find him in just his pj pants and glasses watching a movie on the couch. You walk around the couch so he can see you. “What are you doing up?” you ask.

He looks up at you with his sweet brown eyes behind his wire frames. “Couldn’t sleep,” he says, “Why are you up?”

“Missed you.”

He puts his hand out to you and you take it. His fingers feel warm against yours. “C’mere,” he says softly, guiding you to sit down in his lap.

You curl up against him, resting your head on his bare shoulder while your fingers start to scratch over the hair that covered his chest and stomach. He wrapped his arm tightly around you. You felt so safe pressed against his chest like this. Your hand moves from his chest to rubbing over his shoulder and upper back. “Did you have a nightmare or something, darling?” you ask, looking up at his handsome face.

He looks down at you, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “No I didn’t,” he says softly, “I think I just had too much coffee.”

You let out a small hum, running your hand up his neck to cup his face. You brush your thumb over his cheek. “I’ll just sit with you awhile, then.”

He tilts his head down a bit and presses a sweet kiss to your lips. “You should go back to bed,” he mutters against your lips.

You peck a kiss to his cheek and wrap your arms tighter around him. “I won’t be able to sleep without you,” you say, resting your head on his shoulder, “Also I'm comfy here.”

He lets out a small chuckle and rests his head on top of yours. You sit in silence like that for a while. You listen to the movie softly play on the TV as Aaron rubs circles on your back. It's calm. The kind of calm you can only get in the middle of the night with a person you love by your side.

You break the silence, whispering out, “What movie are you watching?”

“I’m not sure,” he whispers back, “It was just on the TV.”

You let out a hum in response. You had little interest in the movie, choosing to snuggle farther into Aaron and lose yourself in him. You shift in his lap so your chest is pressed against his. You can feel the warmth of his bare torso through the sweatshirt of his you wore. Your hands find their way into the hair at the nape of his neck, busying themselves with playing with the soft dark strands. You completely melt against him, tucking your face into his neck. You were sure that the safest place in the whole words was the small area between Aaron’s neck and shoulder. It was just warm and cozy and it smelled like him. It was your favorite place.

You lose yourself in how his chest rises and falls against yours as he takes a breath, and how heat radiates off his warm skin, and how his big strong arms were wrapped around you and his hand makes its way under your shirt and is now rubbing soothing patterns into your skin. He’s just so comfy. You start to drift off to sleep. You let out a big yawn that makes Aaron smile. You blink your sleepy eyes a few times before pressing a small kiss to Aaron’s jaw and tucking your face back into the crook of his neck. He hears you murmur out a small, “I love you,” against his skin.

He looks down at you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I love you too, sweetheart,” he whispers into your hair, “Get some rest, okay.”

You let out a small content sigh. Your sleeping body melting even farther into Aaron’s chest. His hand continues it's work on your back, running from the nape of your neck all the way down your spine. He loved having you sit in his lap like this, a warm and grounding force. So calm that you drift peacefully off to sleep. He could feel himself grow more tired as well. His eyelids grew heavy and the motion of his back rubs slowed down.

He figured you’d both be more comfortable in your bed. Carefully he stands, picking you up with him. He shuts off the TV and all the light in the living room and makes his way to your shared bedroom. He shuts the door as quietly as he can before, gently setting you down on your side of the bed. Taking his glasses off, he folds them up and places them on his bedside table before sliding into bed next to you. His arms pull you to his chest. You stir a bit and tuck your face into his neck again.

Aaron smiles to himself. How did he get so lucky, he thinks to himself. Nothing could soothe him like you could. The sound of your soft breathing and warmth of his arms bring him so much comfort as he drifts off to sleep, thinking about how much he loves you.

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scorpio-hotch · 3 years

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Read to Me

Inspired by Cas's new fic, this gif of mark ruffalo that gives me hotch vibes, and many conversations with @softhairedhotch, I have written a new soft hotch fic, I hope you enjoy!! :))

Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

Word count: 862

Warnings: none :))

You walk into your bedroom to one of the most beautiful sights in the world, your husband Aaron Hotchner laying in bed with his glasses perched on his nose, reading a book in just his pajama pants. Even after all your years together, seeing him like this took your breath away. Nights like these were your favorite. You got to see your husband shed off his stern and stressed work persona and turn into your sweet relaxed Aaron.

After a moment of standing in the doorway, just admiring, Aaron looked up from his book at you., a small smile pulled at his lips, “Hi love.”

“Hey baby,” you say as you make your way towards the bed, “how's your book?”

He chuckled a little, as you knelt on the bed, “It’s good, you’d probably like it.”

You kissed him on the cheek and layed down on the bed so that you could rest your head on his tummy, kissing his skin there too. You bring a hand up to softly play with the hair that covers his abdomen, feeling how his body rose and fell with each breath he took. “Will you read it to me, please?”

“I’m like half way through, you won’t know what's going on.”

“I don’t care, I just want to hear your voice.”

A little blush rose to his smiling face as he looked down at you tracing little patterns on his skin, looking so beautiful and content to just be with him, “Of course I can, love bug”

Picking the book up with his left hand and turning back to the page he was on, as he brought his right to pet your hair, You let out a content hum as you nuzzled your face against his stomach while he started reading aloud and softly scratching your head.

You could feel the vibrations of Aarons soft words where your face and fingertips rested against him. Feeling every word and chuckle and breath he took. His voice was slightly above a whisper. It was so deep and soothing as he read through the pages. There was so much love in his voice. Not only could you hear it, you could also feel it from where you rested on his tummy. He read every word with so much care, because that's what you deserved.

The moment was so peaceful, feeling how soft and warm his skin was as you mused the dark hair by where you were resting your head. His fingers gently running through your hair as you listened to his beautiful voice. All you could sense was him, and it was perfect. Every so often you would press a kiss to his skin. After you did so, you could hear how his smile grew as he continued to read the words.

You both stay like that for a while, enjoying all the small details of this sweet domestic moment, just truly loving the feeling of being with each other. It's like you were surrounded by safety and comfort and warmth. Every moment with Aaron was like that. He was safety and comfort and warmth. There was such an overwhelming feeling of love. You could feel it in the air and in his words, and in his touch. In everything he did.

Your eyes grew heavy, as you listened to Aaron read. They softly closed and the gentle movements of your hand stopped, now just resting curled up below his ribs. He stopped reading for a moment, lowering the book to look down at you. The smile on his face grew wider as he admired you, seeing your relaxed face and soft breathing. He couldn’t believe that you were his. His lover, his life partner, his best friend. How did he manage to get so lucky. He watched your face as you let out a soft sigh, “Why’d you stop?” you say, in a sweet sleepy voice.

“You’re so beautiful, love bug, you know that?” he says with a chuckle.

“You’re beautiful.”

“I love you, so so much.”

You open your eyes to look up at his face. His warm brown eyes shine at you with so much love and affection from behind his glasses. A soft smile plays at his lips, while his dimples are visible on his cheeks. “I love you too baby, so so much.”

His smile wides at that as he picks up your hand, bringing it to his lips to press a kiss to your palm, gently placing it back where it was on his stomach. You turn your head to kiss his tummy again, causing him to let out another little chuckle. “Do you want me to keep reading, my love?”

“Mhm.” you hum out.

As he started again your eyes softly closed. All the love and warmth in that room made it so easy to drift off to sleep to the sound of his voice. Aaron didn’t care though, you asked him to read to you, so that's what he would do. He would read to you for the rest of your lives if you asked him to. He would do anything for you because he loved you so much.

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