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Spencer liked waking up first. There was something almost indulgent about it, something private and quiet that felt stolen from the world.
The room was still blue with early morning light, the curtains not quite closed, the city outside just beginning to hum. He lay on his side with his cheek pressed against Aaron’s chest, listening to the steady thud beneath his ear. Aaron ran warm, always had. It was a comfort Spencer had catalogued early on, like he catalogued everything else. Warm skin. Slow, measured breathing. The faint scent of his aftershave, even after a night’s sleep, mixed with detergent and something that was just Aaron.
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Aaron Hotchner is a Unit Chief of the BAU team, and an Alpha happily married to his high school sweetheart, Haley, who's a Beta struggling to conceive a child.
Spencer Reid is a brilliant scientist and entrepreneur, and a friend of Jason Gideon, a former FBI agent. Spencer's rich, smart, and self-confident; he's also hell-bent on disproving all stereotypes about what it means to be an Omega.
While working on a particularly difficult case, Aaron asks Gideon for help; he gets Spencer instead. Neither of them are what the other expects.
Or: Criminal Minds, Alpha/Beta/Omega style.
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Hotch thinks Reid is pretty and then is forced to explain it.
This is a work of fanfiction and as such I do not claim ownership over the characters herein. It was created as a personal amusement. This story contains explicit content and should not be read by those under the age of 18.
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"This doesn't have to mean anything," the young doctor whispered.
Aaron looked at him, rolling them over again so that Spencer was flat on the bed, and he was hovering over him. *It means everything,* he wanted to say. Instead, he held the side of Spencer's face with his hand, leaned down, and pressed their lips together.
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When Aaron Hotchner and Spencer Reid are targeted and ultimately kidnapped, it’s a race against time for their team to find them before it’s too late.
But someone’s keeping secrets, secrets that hold the key to finding them, to figuring out why and how two of the best agents the FBI has to offer were kidnapped in a foreign country — a country they were never supposed to be in.
"Man is not what he thinks he is, he is what he hides." –André Malraux
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“Just saying, if you’re taking another hit, you should share it with me,” Mike says, and Will slowly tilts his head, drinking in every word. “It just makes sense. Like, mathematically.”
Will’s reddened eyes narrow, bewildered. “Mathematically?”
“If there’s two hits left, we’d each only get one,” Mike explains. “But if we shotgunned, we’d both get two.” God, this is the best idea he’s had in ages. He should’ve stolen Will’s weed, like, months ago. “That’s like, bang for your buck. This is simple math, Will Byers. Keep up.”
In which it’s well past midnight in New York, Will can’t sleep, and Mike feels like they barely know each other anymore.
So, they get a little high. Mike is very normal about all of it.