A/N: Bonus points to whoever figures out why I chose the title for this one!
You carefully supported Aaron as you walked him out to your
personal vehicle that was waiting at the entrance of the hospital. He had
convinced the doctor to release him a day early mainly so that you would
actually go home and rest. You hadn’t left Aaron’s side he had been rescued
from the unsub’s basement torture chamber. You had planned on being by his side
as a friend. It was completely unexpected that the both of you would end up
confessing your love for the other, but you definitely weren’t complaining.
You helped Aaron into your car, and though his wounds from
the whip were healing well, he slightly winced in pain. JJ and Penelope had
restocked your go bag and dropped your car off at the hospital so that you
could go straight to Aaron’s place from the hospital. The two of you had agreed
that he would be more comfortable in his own home while he was healing, but he
also agreed that he wanted you by his side.
Jack had visited his
dad in the hospital earlier in the day before you were to take Aaron home.
Aaron and Jessica both thought it would be best if Jack stayed with Jessica
while Aaron was recovering from his wounds. It would also give you and Aaron
some time to figure out your relationship as well as enjoy a little alone time
together. The two of you road in a comfortable silence back to his apartment,
though he had taken one of your hands in his.
“Do you want to try and shower?” you asked him as you
entered his apartment.
“Honestly, as painful as it’ll be, I need to get rid of the
smell of the hospital,” he responded as you carried his go bag to the bathroom.
A pink tint of embarrassment colored your cheeks as you
said, “Do you need help or …. ?”
Noticing your embarrassment, he responded, “I’ll manage the
shower, but the antibiotics, I’ll need assistance.”
You nodded and exited the room to give him his privacy while
he showered. You could only hope his pain wasn’t too terrible. As you heard the
water turn off soon after he had gotten in, you grabbed a couple of painkillers
and a water bottle into his bedroom placing them on the bedside table and
grabbed the antibiotic lotion from the pharmacy bag.
Aaron walked out of the bathroom only in a pair of
sweatpants with a look of pain in his eyes that he was trying to hide. You
couldn’t help but to take in the sight of your boss and love standing before
you shirtless. He was perfectly toned, but he was covered in so many scars you
knew that Foyet had given him. You knew that this job had not been easy on him,
and he definitely had the scars to prove it that would soon be joined by new
scars from his most recent encounter. You couldn’t help the protective feeling
that overcame you. You just wanted to shield him from the world for a while and
keep him safe.
You knew that was impossible, so instead you stepped forward
and pressed a kiss to his lips.
“Come lay down,” you said gesturing to the antibiotic lotion
in your hand.
He took a deep breath and carefully laid down on his
stomach. You hated the fact that the lotion would sting and cause him more
pain, but you didn’t want him getting infections either. You carefully began to
spread the lotion across his back noticing that his breath deepened in pain. You
carefully massaged the patches of skin that didn’t have lashes, and Aaron
responded with a sigh of appreciation.
Tears welled up in your eyes as you whispered, “I love you so
“I love you too, (Y/N),” he responded barely above a whisper
You wiped your hands off on the towel he had left at the
foot of the bed and said, “Give me a couple of minutes to change clothes. I’ll
come cuddle you, and we’ll take a nap.”
He nodded giving you a loving smile.
You quickly changed clothes nearly tripping over yourself.
You didn’t want to be away from him for a second longer than you had to be. You
came back into the room and carefully crawled onto the bed next to him. He
immediately shifted wrapping an arm around you and laying his head on your
You fingers automatically began to run though his hair as
you asked, “What are you thinking about?”
His gripped on you tightened as he said, “I’m thinking that
I’m glad you’re here with me. Sure I’m in pain, but just being in your presence
makes it so much better. I love you, (Y/N).”
“I love you too,” you responded, “Now you need to rest.”
The both of you fell asleep in each other’s arms, you still
had a hand in his hair, and the both of you knew that there was no place else
you’d rather be.