A/N This was inspired by an episode of Dharma and Greg... which I've been watching like crazy... Greg is a COMPLETELY different character from Hotch, but I can see parts of the two in each other...so i went with it... It isn't very long, or very good for that matter, but I had to get it out, i'm sure you know how that goes... Enjoy!
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SSA Aaron Hotchner sat down on his couch in the most ungraceful manner. He rubbed his hands over his face. Although there was no case, it had still been a long day. He'd spent every second his nose wasn't buried in a case file, arguing. Before Aaron could get up to change, his sparing partner for the day walked through the door. He opened his mouth to speak.
"Hotch, I don't want to hear it," SSA Emily Prentiss cut him off, raising her hand for extra effect.
"But I won't allow it, damn it!" he huffed.
"Oh whatever, you just don't want to admit that you're a primative idiot and couldn't handle your jealousy," Emily fired back. She dropped her bag by the door and went to change out of her work clothes. Aaron walked around the couch and picked up her bag and put it in the closet, just like everyday. It was thier routine. Finally, he made it into the bedroom to change. As he was walking in, Emily was walking out. "I can and I will," she threw at him as she continued down the hall.
"No you won't!" Aaron replied vehemently. Emily rolled her eyes and kept walking. When Aaron returned to the living room, Emily was sprawled out on the couch. She stood as he came into the room. She stepped around the coffee table and kept walking until she was within an inch of him.
"I'm done arguing," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"We can't be finished, we don't know who won," Aaron replied in a soft voice as Emily dropped a kiss below his ear. "How about a tie?" Emily suggested.
"Then why did we waste all day arguing about it," he whined.
"Does it really matter?" she countered, making a trail of kisses down his throat. "You really don't play by the rules, do you?" Aaron groaned.
"Did anyone ever tell you, you talk to much?" Emily mentioned, finally giving him a real, forget your name is Aaron Hotchner and you work for the BAU kiss.
"Ok,ok, a tie," he breathed when he broke away from her minutes later.
"So I can wear my red string bikini to Morgan's pool party?" she teased.
"Not on my life," Aaron laughed, pulling her into another kiss. He couldn't believe that they'd been arguing about a swimsuit all day, since the moment Morgan walked in an announced his pool party. In his defense, Emily was drop dead gorgeous in the little red bikini. There was no way he was letting the rest of his team oggle her the entire time they're at the party, she would just have to wear something more sensible.
"Earth to Aaron," Emily's voice broke into his thoughts, he must have zone out after thier kiss.
"Oh, so it's Aaron now?" he smirked.
"Yes, because you quit acting like my boss and started acting like my boyfriend," Emily pointed out. Aaron rolled his eyes.
"Come on, we have to go get Jack," he prodded, slipping his hand into hers. "And find you a more sensible swimsuit," he added under his breath.
"What was that?" Emily asked, knowing exactly what he'd said. "The swimsuit again? Seriously, Aaron? Don't you ever let an argument die?" she laughed.
"I was a prosecuter," he shrugged.
"Oh shut up, and march," she said pointing towards the door. "There's a little boy who will be exstatic to spend the evening with his father," Emily added, following him out and setting the alarm.