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Y/N was looking down at her phone when she heard the ping of the elevator doors. She was about to step forward and stride towards her desk when she saw the three pairs of shoes blocking her path. Two pairs of sensible black shoes and one pair of pink polka dot heels. Y/N followed the bodies up to see three faces staring back at her, smiles bright and overly stretched.
“Hey guys,” Y/N welcomed, elongating her vowels in suspicion. They continued to stare back at her with unwavering grins. “What’s up?” Penelope squealed excitingly, grabbing Y/N’s arm, and pulling her out of the elevator. JJ and Emily wrapped their arms into the tangle and began guiding her into the BAU bullpen. “Guys! What’s going on?” she shrieked as the women giggled and scuffled her in different directions.
“We could ask you the same thing!” JJ laughed as they finally stopped in front of Y/N’s desk. Y/N looked down at her desk and was greeted with an explosion of red, white, pink, and green. The roses were as deep and as red as the blush blooming across Y/N’s cheeks. The roses were surrounded with sprigs of eucalyptus leaves, dusky anemone flowers, and pure white amaryllis petals.
“Oh,” Y/N gushed brightly, forcing herself not to look up at the office at the top of the stairs.
“Open the card! Open the card! Open the card!” Garcia chanted repeatedly.
“You mean you haven’t already read it?” Y/N teased, taking the envelope from the Prentis.
“We couldn’t. The envelope is sealed.” Prentis rolled her eyes.
Y/N lifted from the envelope a beautiful small card with a photograph of a warm sunset. With nervous shaking hands, she opened the card and read the typed words.
“Read it! Read it! Read it!” Penelope sang again. Y/N chuckled before clearing her throat.
“Roses for romance. Anemone for anticipation of what is to come. Amaryllis for your splendid beauty. All encased in eucalyptus to protect you and your strength. Stay safe. – you know who. xxx” The women all cooed, Penelope waving her hands excitedly.
“Okay spill! Who is this guy?” JJ begged. Y/N laughed and shook her head.
“Nope! I’m not jinxing it.” Y/N smirked, gently smelling the roses. "It's still pretty new." She lifted and moved the vase to the side of her desk, giving herself access to her computer.
“Please! Please!” they continued to beg. Y/N continued to ignore them, shaking her head and logging on to her computer. After a few minutes of ignoring them, they finally grew tired and walked away.
Giggling to herself, Y/N heard another ping of technology. The email alert rang happily in her ears.
From: a_hotchner
To: Y/N/_Y/L/N
Subject: Wellbeing Meeting Request.
Message: Good Morning, Agent Y/L/N.
I will be scheduling annual well-being meetings this week in line with the new FBI approach to support their agents in the field. Please confirm your attendance to the below meeting schedule.
Today at 2:30 pm.
The seconds after pressing ‘confirm’ ticked by longer and slower than Y/N had ever experienced. Y/N tried to busy her mind with filling in paperwork and fighting off the imposing questions about her secret admirer. The excitement for her 2:30 meeting was growing until Prentis left Hotch’s office reassuring everyone that the wellbeing meetings were just casual chats – nothing to worry about. So maybe Aaron’s e-mail wasn’t an excuse to get her alone in his office for a quick flutter of romance. The seconds weren’t as painful now Y/N wasn’t sitting in anticipation. But still, the sweet scent of petals and the light pink brightening up her desk was a pleasant lift to the usual anti-climax of the BAU after a big case. Eventually, a ping came from her computer, warning her that she had a meeting in 10 minutes. Y/N got to her feet and quickly made her way to the kitchen, mixing two cups of coffee before heading to Aaron’s office. She knocked on the door slowly, making sure not to spill the contents of the mugs in her hands.
“Come in,” she pushed open the door, using her foot to close it behind her.
“Agent Hotchner,” Y/N greeted casually and set their mugs on his desk. “Coffee, cream, one sugar.”
“Thank you,” he smiled putting his pen down. “What did I do to deserve this?”
“Well…” Y/N reached into her pocket and pulled out the card that came with her flowers earlier in the day. “For your splendid beauty. All encased in eucalyptus to protect you and your strength…” her fingertips playfully tapped the card, her eyebrows waggling smugly.
“Who sent you that?” Y/N's smile dropped. Hotch met her eyes emotionlessly for a few seconds before breaking out into a cheeky smile.
“You suck!” Y/N chuckled, pretending to throw the card at him.
“I’m sorry.” He chuckled, getting up from his seat and walking around the table to meet her. He snaked his arms around her waist, pulling her close and taking advantage of the closed door and blinds. Y/N batted his chest with her palm playfully before placing her arms around his neck. “Did you like the flowers?”
“I loved them.” She beamed, pressing her lips to his firmly. She hummed happily and melted further into his embrace. “A bit risky though! You know everyone’s been hounding me about my new secret admirer all morning.”
“What did you tell them?”
“That I had so many potential suitors I just couldn’t be sure.” Hotch reached down and squeezed the skin below Y/N’s left butt cheek, making her squeak and jump. “Okay, now I’m sorry.”
“I reckon we’re even now.” He pressed another kiss to her lips and pulled her closer. “You ready for our wellbeing check-in meeting?”
“Oh, you were serious about that? I thought this was just an excuse for a steamy make-out session in your office.” Her hands began wandering up and down his back, stroking and caressing his shoulder muscles.
“Don’t tempt me.” He groaned, lulling his head into her neck. “But if we don’t get the paperwork done Strauss will be on my back for months.”
“Okay,” Y/N sighed, running her hands through his hair, matching his frustrated tone. “But afterward... we can have a steamy make-out session on your desk?” Aaron laughed, lifting his head and kissing her tenderly again.
“Deal.”