Couldn't get this one out of my head. :) Sorry if this sucks. Sometimes I just need to write these things. Just a quick little Hotch/Rossi friendship, with slight Hotch/JJ. There may be a possible sequel. :)
Hotch followed Rossi towards the briefing room, annoyed at his so-called 'friend'. "I don't like her like that!"
The senior profiler rolled his eyes. "Oh yeah, sure. Uh-huh. Yep, definitely," he snorted sarcastically.
"Dave..." the Unit Chief growled.
"Oh, yeah. I bet you totally don't like a gorgeous, blue-eyed, 25 year old, blonde who happens to work with you and be your best friend," Rossi shouted sarcastically, making the entire Bullpen look over.
"Shut up, you idiot!" Hotch growled, running a hand down his face.
"Admit it and I'll stop," he teased, grinning.
"I don't like her, Dave. We're just friends."
"Every time you deny it, I'll tell one more person," Rossi drummed his fingers together.
"Dave...don't," Hotch snarled.
"Oh, so you admit you do have feelings for her?"
"What?" Hotch asked, shocked. "No I didn't!"
"No reason to hide it now, my faithful friend," the profiler turned, an evil grin on his face.
He cleared his throat, and Hotch could feel his cheeks redden already. "Aaron Hotchner has a huge, whopping crush on Jenni-"
Hotch jumped forward, shouldering Rossi to the ground. The pair landed with a thud on the floor, and Rossi groaned. "I hate you," he mumbled.
"The feeling's mutual," the Unit Chief responded, getting to his feet.
Multiple pairs of eyes were staring in their direction, and Hotch could feel himself blush. He straightened his tie, swallowing hard. He looked around the Bullpen, and caught site of a certain beautiful blonde, looking gorgeous as always, with her silky long hair, and crystal blue eyes, and-
"Aaron, you're drooling over JJ...again," his friend raised an eyebrow.
Hotch straightened up, shaking his head. "No I wasn't."
Rossi tapped his chin. "You might wanna get that," he said as he turned and walked off.
He frowned, wondering if JJ had seen him. He wiped his chin unconsciously, surprised to actually feel spit sitting there.
Someday, he thought. Someday I'll tell her.