AN: Ok so the song prompt forum got a request for a story based on the song "Behind Closed Doors" by Charlie Rich. I thought it looked like a challenge so in my drug induced state for some severe allergic reaction; I am trying to write this. Bare with me here. This is dedicated to lolyncut for giving me the idea.
Disclaimer: The plot belongs to lolyncut… I'm just writing the story for her. And I obviously don't own the song or TV show… unfortunately!
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Prompt: Behind Closed Doors- Charlie Rich
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Hotch and Dave both sat at a small booth in the back of a fairly empty bar. There were only three other patrons there and the bartender. The younger couple looked like they were on a date as they flirted and played pool. Dave and Hotch both watched them inconspicuously. The man was tall, almost lanky like Reid. The woman was short and petite. Her long dark hair fell over her shoulders. Their backs were to the men, but Dave and Hotch could tell they were having a good time.
"We need that back in our lives" Dave commented, nursing his beer slowly. Hotch just nodded as he took a long swig of his own beer. The two had broken off from the rest of the team. They were in the middle of Arizona and this was a little place they found on the way back to the hotel.
"We just need happiness. We are surrounded by darkness all day" Hotch finally responded. It was Dave's turn to nod. Both fell back in to a comfortable silence as they drank their beers and watched the couple. Both men were reminded of times when they used to have that in their lives. The song 'Behind Closed Doors' by Charlie Rich played on the jukebox and they watched as the girl dragged her boyfriend to an open spot on the floor. He pulled her into his arms and swayed them back and forth, whispering things to each other occasionally.
And when we get behind closed doors
Then she lets her hair hang down
And she makes me glad that I'm a man
Oh, no-one knows what goes on behind closed doors
Dave and Hotch watched as the final chorus rang out; the man stopped and leaned down while the girl stood on her tip toes. They met in the middle and their lips pressed together in a slow, passionate kiss. His hands moved from her hips to the sides of her face, cradling it in his hands. Their kiss was long and Hotch bet anything that girl would always remember that kiss.
"It's about time" Dave muttered. The men had been watching the couple for going on nearly two hours before the kiss happened. As the couple broke apart, he whispered something to her and she nodded before he grabbed her left hand in his right and led her out the door to the parking lot. Hotch and Dave smiled at the young couple and turned back to their beers, remembering times when the song had fit their love lives. When they took their girls behind closed doors.
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Ok so lolyncut I hope I did justice to your idea! Tell me what you thought please!