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The squeal from Penelope was what alerted Y/N to the visitor in the BAU. She jumped up and down excitedly making Y/N laugh and turn in her chair.
“Baby Hotchner!” Garcia gushed, opening arms as Jack leaped from his father’s embrace and into magical Aunty Penelope’s cuddles.
“Well, hey there little man!” Morgan greeted, rustling Jack’s hair as Penelope picked him up.
“Hi.” He greeted in his small cheeky voice.
“I thought it was your day off?” Y/N raised an eyebrow as Hotch walked into the bullpen in his jeans and t-shirt.
“Jack wanted to come and say hi.” He shrugged.
“Or you wanted to come and check up on us, and you’re using your sweet innocent son as an excuse.” Y/N jibed as she crossed her arms.
“I am offended at the suggestion.” Hotch grumped falsely. “I’ll have you know; Jack and I were busy all morning making something very special for you all.” Hotch’s hand appeared from behind his back, presenting a large paper bag with mystery goodies inside.
“Presents!” Garcia beamed as she tickled Jack’s sides. He laughed ferociously as he wriggled out of her trap and ran over to his dad.
“I want to give them out!” he ordered his dad.
“Okay, okay.” His dad hushed pulling out the first wrapped box and handing it to his son. “You remember where Miss Jereau’s office is?”
“Miss Jereau?” his son scrunched his face.
“Henry’s mum.” Aaron reminded him, confused at his son’s forgetful memory.
“That’s not her name!” Jack laughed. “You mean Aunty JJ! Silly Daddy!” Jack giggled and began sprinting up the stairs to JJ’s office.
“My mistake.” Hotch chuckled as he watched his son run off.
“He’s so cute!” Garcia continued to fuss, pressing her palms to her chest as if her heart was going to escape.
“He’s beautiful.” Y/N smiled at Hotch. She had been at the BAU for almost 9 months now but was still yet to meet the Mini Hotchner.
“Thank you,” Aaron smiled sincerely.
“Get him in a suit and he’s going to be a real heartbreaker like his dad.” Morgan teased, waggling his eyebrows not so subtly at Y/N.
“Dad!” Jack shouted from the top of the stairs. “I need Uncle Dave’s gift!” Hotch rolled his eyes playfully and carried the bag over to his son. Y/N stood and watched with a blush across her chest as she watched Hotch in ‘Dad Mode.’ She played with the necklace around her neck absent-minded as Hotch lifted the small, wrapped box with one hand, passing it over the railings to his son.
“Oh, I know that face!” Garcia sang.
“What?” Y/N questioned as she noticed Garcia’s and Morgan’s teasing smiles at her.
“Someone’s swooning.” Morgan playfully flicked Y/N’s necklace out of her hands before she batted his hands away.
“I am not!” she scolded him!
JJ left her office, walking calmly down the stairs with her opened box in her hands. She joined the others with a bright smile on her face.
“Have you seen this?” she laughed happily.
“No! What is it?” Garcia begged. JJ lifted from the box a large pink pompom ball with googly eyes and blonde strands of string poking out from the top to form hair. In felt-tip, Jack had drawn JJ’s necklace gifted to her by her sister when she was little. Little popsicle sticks had been cut into small pieces and painted to become shoes glued to the bottom.
“Oh, My God!” Y/N beamed and melted.
“That is so cute!” Garcia laughed.
“What I tell you? Boy’s gonna have game!” Morgan chuckled, sitting himself down on Y/N’s chair and resting his feet on her desk. Y/N frowned and pushed his feet off her desk.
“Whoah!” Rossi’s loud roar came from his office as Jack presented him with his own gift! Rossi ran Jack out of his office, using his own pompom figure to scare and chase him. The pompom was bright orange, with curly black hair plopped on top! The PomPom had neat brown popsicle stick shoes and a miniature Italia flag poking out from the side. Jack squealed with joy as he ran down the steps and leaped into his father’s arms. The bullpen was alight with laughter as the Hotchner boys and Rossi re-joined the group by Y/N’s desk.
“Please, Please, tell me I’m next to get my gift?” Penelope whined to Jack who continued to giggle.
“Daddy, can I have Aunty Penelope’s gift now?” Hotch pulled out a sparkly pink box with bright neon ribbon wrapped around it, delighted in how Garcia’s face transformed into genuine shock. She made baby grabby hands, desperate to see her little PomPom figure. When she pulled it out, it was as extravagant as her. It was bright purple with multi-colored hair and fashionable pink glasses. Jack had drawn on bright red lipstick and covered the feet in as much glitter as possible. Garcia attacked Jack with kisses and tickles whilst Aaron passed a box to Morgan. Morgan’s green PomPom didn’t have any hair on the top but had bushy black eyebrows sitting on top of the googly eyes. Black shades had been attached to the top of the PomPom, easily taken off, and placed on the googly eyes.
“Look at that!” Morgan laughed. “The most handsome PomPom in the land!”
Tutting and laughter bounced across the agents until Jack crawled up to his father’s side and tugged on his shirt. He motioned for his dad to crouch down to his level and whispered something in his ear. Hotch looked at his son seriously and nodded firmly. He reached into the bag and pulled out a small blue box with flowers doodled on the side with a white pen. Jack held the box carefully as if it was a bomb about to go off. He slowly crossed the circle and stood in front of Y/N.
“Are you Y/N?” He asked nervously. Y/N smiled kindly and crouched down to the boy’s level.
“I am!” She whispered as if the two were having a private conversation. “It’s very nice to meet you, Jack. You’re Dad has told me lots of amazing things about you!” Jack blushed as he presented the box to Y/N. “For me?” he nodded enthusiastically and stepped back, watching as Y/N opened the box. Very slowly and carefully Y/N pulled out a light blue PomPom figure with googly eyes and a little cardboard crown glued to the top of her Y/H/C thread hair.
“Daddy said you have Y/H/C hair, sparkling Y/E/C eyes, and are as pretty as a queen! That’s why I gave you a crown.” Y/N felt her cheeks heat to a rosy red and her chest tightens immediately. “Do you like it?” Y/N looked up at Aaron and noticed how he too was bright red, refusing to meet her eye. Y/N smiled and leaned forward, pressing a sweet kiss to Jack’s cheek.
“I love it.” She whispered. Jack giggled and blushed just as hard as Y/N. He ran to his dad’s side and hid his face behind his dad’s back. Y/N stood up from the ground and placed her mini-PomPom proudly on the top of her desk shelf, safe and protected from the ground below. She managed to pull her eyes towards Hotch and meet his gaze. “Thank you.” She mouthed silently. Hotch nodded and smiled bashfully before picking up his son.
“Come on, let’s go find Emily and Reid.”
The Hotchner boys walked away, in search of the next lucky reciprocates of their gifts. Y/N stared deeply at Hotch’s back as he carried Jack, the two boys laughing and smiling with one another as they talked.
“Oh yeah,” Morgan broke the silence, patting his hands on Y/N’s shoulders. “Definitely swooning.”