Hey guys! I'm back for Chapter 2. Sorry I didn't update it yesterday. I meant to but I decided to resume writing my Bones fanfic. (Please check it out too if you're a Bones fan!) Okay before I start writing, I'd like to reply some reviews:
To Celina79, AllieDJ, MrsCriminalMinds (I love your username) & Chlo-Bo, thank you guys so much! I'm glad you guys liked it!
To rmpcmfan, thanks! Oh things will heat up but I'll pretty much keep this fanfic NC16.
To emilyhotchnerforever (Love your username too), there will be more fluff in the later chapters, no doubt about that. Since there won't be much smut in my fic, I'll make sure that there will be a lot of fluff. Haha! I plan on writing more Hotly/Hotchniss fanfics. No doubt about that! Thanks!
To CrimeFan23, I'm glad that you're hooked! I'll try my best not to disappoint.
(Oh yeah guys! I want to correct something in Chapter 1: It's "Just A Second" not "Just As Second". Sorry lol. I was typing too fast.)
Alrighty, onto Chapter 2…
Hotch and Emily settled –awkwardly- on the couch. The uneasy tension between them was undeniable. None of them could ever think that silence could be so loud. Emily started picking her nails and biting her lower lip. Basically, she was nervous. Hotch just stared a hole through the carpet on the ground.
Emily couldn't stand the silence anymore and broke the ice. "So um… I'll just play the movie now."
"Yeah… um… you go… you do that…"
Before they knew it, 'The Lake House' started playing on Emily's big screen TV. Hotch would never admit it but he loved watching romance movies. They gave him hope. Hope that one day HE might find a love like that. He already knew he loved Emily. He was just too scared to take that bold step with her. He didn't want to mess things up with her. She was too important to him. 'You might never get this chance again, Aaron. Just do it already. Just tell her how you feel damn it!', Inner Aaron chastised. But things weren't that simple…
Emily couldn't help but to stare at Hotch. In a good way, of course. She loved the man but she could never tell him how she felt. Having a personal relationship with your boss would definitely complicate things. Their lives were already complicated enough. He had Jack. And she had… no one. No one to give her heart to. 'You're an independent woman, Em. You'll find someone someday. Just… not him. He's too perfect. You'll just complicate his life further. He doesn't like you, Em. Just let things be.', (sad) Inner Emily chastised.
"Do you want some beer? I've got some bottles in the fridge." Emily said. If he was just going to be her friend then they might as well be comfortable around each other. Plus, the silence was unbearable!
"Yeah sure. Thanks Em." 'IDIOT! YOU IDIOT! YOU JUST CALLED HER EMILY! No, not even Emily, you dumbass. You called her EM! You blew it, man. You blew it. So much for being an A-star professional.'
Emily couldn't help but blush when he addressed her as 'Em'. He had never called her anything other than 'Prentiss' before. She liked it. She liked the way her nickname rolled off his tongue. She let out a light giggle before saying "It's alright… Aaron."
Hotch felt butterflies in his stomach. He never thought that he could feel like this ever again. He was a middle-aged man, for Christ's sake! He didn't know he could still feel like a teenager. His name had never sounded as good as Emily made it sound. He was falling for her, no, he fell for her. And he fell for her hard.
Soon, Emily was back with two beers in her hands. She passed one to Hotch –oh no, I'm sorry- Aaron and opened hers. Aaron did the same. Things then went back to normal. With the awkward moment between them gone, conversation between them was easy. They didn't even know it but they were moving closer to each other on the couch and soon they were skin-to-skin with the bowl of pasta on Emily's right thigh and Aaron's left. Emily then started leaning on Hotch.
(This part is gonna be super cheesy. Haha! I'm sorry. But I like it okay.) As they were sharing the pasta, they had a little (cute, if I might add) mishap. Both Aaron and Emily were too busy watching the movie to notice that they had both scooped up the same strands of pasta. Without looking, they both put the pasta in their mouths and started slurping. They didn't know why but their heads started moving closer together. Soon, they were cheek to cheek. They completely overstepped the boundaries. None of them stopped slurping the pasta connecting them and this of course led their lips to meet. (Yes, I was going for a Lady & The Tramp kind of moment. I love that movie. Ok, back to the fic.)
With their lips still connected, none of them knew what to do. They didn't move. They didn't blink. Heck! They didn't even breathe. It was like fate had a part to play in all of this. As if they were meant to be. But were they?
Sorry to leave you hanging, guys! I promise to be back with what happens next. Please don't kill me. I wanted a cute cliffhanger & I think I might have done it. Oh & I'm sorry it's shorter than Chapter 1. I don't have a lot of free time on my hands today. Anyway, please review! I'll update really soon so just hang in there alright? Hehe. See ya!
