[Zhongyingmei] That snake

As for the feeling of love, Hotch thinks about it too much...Love is a physiological reaction caused by substances such as dopamine and endolphthalein. It is a chemical reaction of organic substances. When the conditions are met, you will inevitably love last person.

Hormone secretion needs mutual stimulation, and love is the same.

When he was holding the injured Oliver, when Oliver was healing him, he was almost crying.In that SUV, under the spring sun, in the breeze fanned by eagles.

Also now, Hotch put his hand on the back of Oliver's neck, running five fingers through the soft long hair, and gently stroked the large animal.

"I promise you," Hotch said.

But he didn't wait for Oliver's reaction. When he lowered his head to look carefully, Oliver was breathing smoothly and fell asleep drunk.

In Oliver's consciousness, the message from Hotch made him feel safe and peaceful, like a soft, wind-blown sea of ​​stars, with a god sitting on a crescent moon only a step away, singing softly.

Hotch couldn't help laughing, put his lips on Oliver's forehead, and dropped a light kiss.

Then he picked him up and put him back on the bed in the bedroom.A grown man, especially a muscular grown man, weighed a lot, at least enough to drag Hotch into bed with him.

Oliver didn't wake up, but held on to Hotch's arm tightly.So this is the current situation.

Hotch and Oliver were lying on the same bed. I don't know if Oliver had the foresight. The beds in the two bedrooms were extremely wide, and it was more than enough for two big men to sleep.

After lying quietly for a while, Oliver gradually let go of Hotch's arms. He was never used to holding anything when he slept at night.

But Hotch didn't intend to leave. He lay down on Oliver's pillow and fell asleep with him.

The next morning, when he opened his eyes, he saw Oliver's face.

Hotch thought maybe Oliver was at his most serious when he was asleep.

Last night, Hotch was hugged by Oliver, and he couldn't get away, so he didn't close the curtains. Now the morning sun, pouring down, just fell on Oliver's face.

There is no way for the eyelids to completely block the light from the outside world, so when facing the light, in order to create a dark and comfortable sleeping environment, the pupils will automatically shrink, which also drives the contraction of the muscles around the eyes.

This made Oliver frown slightly, and with his lips drawn into a straight line, people who didn't know thought he was dreaming of something terrible in his dream.

Oh yes, Hotch knew Oliver never dreamed.After all, the detectives working at the BAU face bloody crime scenes every day, and it is inevitable that they will have nightmares, even him.

But Oliver has no worries about this at all.At the time, when Hotch asked the question, he laughed and joked.

"If you don't want to have nightmares, come to sleep on my bed and guarantee a good night's sleep."

Hotch only thought it was a joke, now thinking it might be the reason for Oliver's mutant ability.

Oliver was very quiet when he slept. He fell asleep on his side with his hands folded on the bed in front of his chest. He could not turn over all night. When he woke up the next day, there were no wrinkles on the sheets.

Therefore, his hair also maintained the neat appearance of last night.

But that's not necessarily the case now, Hotch has changed and washed.But Oliver was still lying on the bed and didn't wake up.

Hotch called him a few times to avoid being late for work, but he remained motionless.

In desperation, Hotch simply rubbed his head, and the soft blond hair was also tossed up in all directions.

"Well."

Oliver let out a low cry and opened his eyes.

"Aaron." He blinked.

"Wake up." Hotch rubbed his head again.

Oliver said yes, then closed his eyes again, feeling too bad to be drunk.

Hotch could only keep ruffling his hair, rubbing the back of his neck, patting his cheek.

Oliver snapped his eyes open, grabbed Hotch's palm on his face, and pulled him onto the bed.

Hotch felt dizzy all of a sudden and fell back on the bed, with Oliver straddling him, hands on either side of his shoulders.

"Aaron, what the hell are you trying to do?"

"Wake you up." Hotch replied very honestly, "if you don't want to be late."

Oliver, who realized what he was doing just now, finally came to his senses and saw Hotch's changed clothes beside the bed, as well as his own pillow and sheets.The brain began to work rapidly.

Hotch slept in my bed yesterday.

Yesterday I drank and confessed again, then fell asleep.

So, did I succeed, or did I fail?

"Aaron, last night's question…"

"I promise you"

"What did you say?"

"I promise you to be with you."

"That's, that's a surprise," Oliver stammered.

He jumped out of bed and started rummaging through the closet.

"What are you doing?" Hotch wondered.

"Looking for clothes, although I am very happy, I don't want to be late for work at all." When I am too excited, I always need to do something else to divert my attention.

After Oliver finished washing, breakfast was already set on the table, including baked bread, cheese, jam, fried eggs, apples, and a glass of milk.

After Oliver sat down, he thought about how much time he had left for breakfast, only to realize that he had no idea what time it was.

After he asked Hotch, Hotch took his left hand and put the watch Oliver had been keeping on his desk on his wrist.

"Don't worry too much," Hotch said.

Then Hotch watched Oliver spread a layer of cheese on a piece of bread, then a layer of jam, and finally a layer of white sugar. He didn't remember Oliver being such a sweet person.

"Oliver, what are you?"

"Huh?" Oliver raised his head, still holding the sugar jar in his hand, and said with a smile, "Although objectively speaking, sugar does not have the effect of elevating mood, but sweets can bring pleasure to people psychologically."

In just a short while, the bread in Oliver's hands was covered with a layer of white sugar, and the red strawberry jam was completely covered.

However, Hotch's most intuitive feeling about this was when Oliver kissed his lips in the hallway.

Oliver put one hand on the back of Hotch's neck, the other on Hotch's waist and pushed him against the wall, leaning over and kissing his lips.

The fabric of the suit was very smooth, and Oliver's palms slid along the curvature of Hotch's waist to his back, wrapping his arms around each other, which brought the two of them very close, their lips and teeth meeting, their breaths and chests touching.

Hotch's arms wrapped around Oliver, his lips parted naturally, and the tip of his tongue tentatively entered Oliver's territory.From the lips, the sweet taste exploded on the tip of Hotch's tongue, invading his nerves.

Then, entangled in the warm and humid mouth, the unique sweet and sour taste of strawberry jam emerged after the pure sweetness of white sugar, making people not want to end this long kiss.

Oliver's fingers grabbed the ends of Hotch's hair, trying to get closer, he turned his head slightly to avoid the tip of Hotch's nose, and instead rubbed his nose against the skin of Hotch's face.

Remember that healthy message from kissing that makes people subconsciously choose a partner?

Hotch's breath lightly sprinkled on Oliver's cheeks, neither of them had the habit of using perfume, and Oliver relied on his own ability to restrain all human secretions that would be perceived in the sense of smell.The tip of his nose can't smell anything, only the scalding temperature is constantly passing, attachment, this is his only thought.

But Hotch now feels an electric current rushing from the mouth to the back of the brain, and the nerves are excited all of a sudden, the effect is more obvious than caffeine.

Oliver started the kiss and he ended it.He's still holding Hotch, foreheads together.

Oliver opened his eyes, and from this distance, Hotch could see his deep pupils dilated in the dark, and his delicate lake-green irises.

He could even see the light brown lines on Oliver's iris. Hotch found that Oliver's iris was not completely lake green, but dark blue in tone, gradually turning brownish green at the outer ring and the junction of the iris and the pupil. It is translucent lake green.

"Honestly, I thought we'd be late," Oliver said with a laugh.

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"Don't you feel that the atmosphere between Hotch and Williams is a little bit wrong recently?" Prentiss held a cup of hot coffee and whispered to other team members.

"Now that I think about it, it seems like something has changed since spring," said Garcia, who rarely left her cubicle and leaned against Prentiss' desk, sneaking a glance at Hotch in the office.

"It's spring after all." Morgan said with a smile. He knew Oliver was gay, but if Oliver could really catch Hotch, Morgan would definitely call him a warrior.

"I think there is a 60.00% chance that they are in a relationship." Garcia pushed the pink glasses frame on the bridge of his nose.

"Well, I think there's an 80.00% chance." Reid turned the swivel chair around and joined the discussion.

"Kid, you have no experience yourself." Morgan teased.

"Morgan, don't underestimate Reid," ** said sternly, "He found out about my relationship with Will a few months before you guys."

Reid spread his hands, although the little doctor is not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships, in fact he is very sensitive to other people's emotions.

"What are you talking about?" Oliver walked over with a stack of documents in his hand.

"Oh, it's nothing." After meeting the gossip protagonist, several people quickly put away their silly smiles.

"We're thinking about what to name **'s child." Garcia quickly shifted her target.

"If you haven't figured it out yet, think about it together when I come back after sending the documents?"

**He nodded with a deep smile and watched Oliver walk over.

"He shouldn't have heard it?" Garcia said cautiously.

"If you guys want to know, why don't you just ask him?" Reid said.

The three ladies looked at him in unison, and said bitterly, "You don't understand the charm of gossip."

"My friends, I think the probability must be [-] percent." Prentiss turned his head and said in a daze, "I saw Oliver walk into Hotch's office and kissed him."

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BAU recently received a case where an unsub committed crimes along the highway, which meant that the team had to follow this unsub to transfer the case non-stop.

Unsub committed crimes in convenience stores or fast food restaurants near highways. They would shoot and kill the entire family of the owner, and then cut off their necks to let blood, which covered the floor of the small convenience store with a layer of blood-red liquid.

According to the profiles of the detectives, there are two people in Unsub, who belong to the relationship of dominance and obedience. They may be father and son or brothers, and they drive a low-key car with dark colors.

They committed crimes along the highway in the central part. Judging from the geographical profile, they almost wanted to go around the central part without a specific direction.

Their cooldown period didn't last long, as the two were on the move, had no regular jobs, and all their money came from the murdered victims.