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After a particularly hard case the team’s ride home on the Jet was very quiet. Almost everyone was sleeping, with random moments of checking a phone, or shifting positions, that sort of thing. Aaron could not sleep on the plane. Any plane really, so he sat with his eyes closed just enjoying the calmness of his team. The light tapping noise from JJ’s phone when she answered a text, the light beat coming from Derek’s headphone’s, and the loudest, because it was the closest was the breathing of the youngest member of his team. He admired his ability to sleep anywhere, in any position. The length of the case, and the ride back home meant that Spencer had gotten rid of his shoes early on, and decided to use his coat as a blanket so he could really get some sleep, and Aaron could tell that he was in a deeper sleep then just a snooze. He wanted to relax himself but he couldn’t sleep so he was looking for something to keep him mildly entertained so he wouldn’t convince himself that he should just give up and start paper work. He remembered that Spencer had also brought an iPod and he knew where he kept it in his bag. He reached over and took it from the satchel and unlocked it with ease. His mother’s birthday…really…for a genius… Aaron rolled his eyes and smiled to himself and put the earphones in and started going through the different songs, loads of classical that he figured would help him relax and unwind but he was now much more curious as to what other kinds of music the young man had on here.
Could he possibly have music that kids his age actually listened to? The idea was pretty much shot down when he made it past the classical music to find loads of lectures, tons, hours really, of nonsense as far as Hotch was concerned. There was some music though. Odd songs here and there, not many by the same band. No country, which didn’t surprise or upset him in the least. There were a few bands that he hadn’t heard of, and finally, after what seemed like an eternity of digging he found what was labeled.
“Fourteen.”
That puzzled him, there were more than fourteen songs on there, none of them were titled fourteen, he just settled on the idea of asking him what it meant when he woke up. With that thought another washed over him that maybe he shouldn’t be in his personal items, even if he was the boyfriend not just boss. Still he hadn’t asked, and Spencer had programmed this playlist to be last for a reason…He had been scrolling through anyway, just looking at songs, he didn’t see anything drastic really. Some bands Morgan liked, some heavy metal that JJ preferred, other bands that the team had said were all important to them, and then some other songs as well.
The one that stuck out the most was one by a band called Nine Inch Nails. He had never heard of them and the name intrigued him. He hadn’t had time to see the name before Spencer moved in his sleep as if he was sending some sort of signal, aware of his surroundings even in his sleep, that someone was getting up. He closed the screen down and put it under the table in his bag. When Dave had sat back down he put the device back in Spencer’s bag. He had to look that song up. And find out what the name meant.
After that exciting trip of musical chairs Hotch was to awake to rest so he reluctantly had pulled out his folders and started doing paperwork. Before he realized it, two hours had gone by and they were getting ready to land. When they got home it was nearing seven A.M. and he sent everyone home. He was in his office putting the folders away when there was a soft knock on his door. No guess as to who it was, but he kept it professional anyway.
“Come in.” He didn’t bother to turn around he knew it was Spencer come to fetch him for the night after fighting off the other’s efforts to get him to “go home get some rest” When he had said that he wanted to finish the paper work and put the case behind him. He wasn’t completely lying. He had finished his paper work but he also wanted to have everyone gone before he got Hotch and took him home to his small quant yet homely apartment.
“Ready?” Hotch agreed and they went home and fell fast asleep as soon as they had everything put away. The entire team, Garcia included had the next few days off so as to not get called back in for any reason other than a national emergency. Serial killers would still be there on Monday.
The next day they both spent trying to rid themselves of the energy of the case. They restocked the fridge and cooked a nice brunch for the day. Spencer wanted to catch up on some new books that had been delivered in their absence. Hotch was fine with that as he was going to spend the day with Jack.
Around eight Aaron let himself into the apartment and found his genius on the couch watching a brainless show that, if cornered, he would swear helped him study human behavior and social interactions, but if you knew him well enough you knew that it was one of his hidden guilty pleasures. A bowl of cereal in his lap, glasses on his face, and hair wet from a shower he looked almost like a normal kid.
“Hey! How was your day?”
“Jack loved that he saw me on T.V. again, and we spent all day looking at different things in the park, and then I took him to dinner and we watched his /new/ favorite movie, Aladdin.” He smiled walking over and sitting next to him on the couch, in the corner so he could see both the television and Spencer.
“You know Aladdin comes from the story A— “He was cut off by a laugh.
“Yes I know Spencer, what did you do today?” He said changing the subject to know about his boyfriend’s day.
“I finished the three books that came in the mail, and I think I got the hang of the conjugate verbs down in German finally. I also downloaded some more audio books to my iPod.” He said and went back to eating his cereal.
He had totally forgotten about the iPod! He remembered the band, but the name was escaping him. He groaned and went out to the kitchen, “Have you eaten anything but that cereal today sense I left?” He asked knowing the answer. Spencer tended to forget that food was a necessity.
“Uh…I was busy. I can’t conjugate verbs with a full mouth!” He said matter of factly as he smiled at him. Cheeky bastard.
“Fine, but tomorrow, three meals!” He said as if it was supposed to be a punishment he was giving Jack. When Spencer was content to watch his show after he finished eating Aaron hopped into the bathroom to take a shower, but not before he searched for that song. He tried looking up the band but none of the names were familiar. He tried typing in what he could think of and there it was “Closer by Nine Inch Nails” the first pick right there. He looked up the lyrics, not caring much about the tune just yet. He just wanted to get a sense of what it was about. When Hotch was finished he had read all of the lyrics and was grateful he was getting in the shower because they were both too tired to do anything tonight. He rubbed his face when he put his phone down. He would /have/ to bring that up at some point, just how is all…