[Criminal Minds] years before love

Rossi translated the phrase in his head almost instantly, and it took all his strength not to call it out, which meant that Alex was Hotch's father.

He never thought about this possibility, the two meetings were too dark, he never really saw Alex's face clearly, but he was obviously too young.That would indeed explain his knowledge of Hotch, his concern and those strange words.

Rossi still had a hard time stopping himself from wondering if he had done anything to Hotch.Or what Hotch's mother and adoptive father would do because of his presence.This Alex was always like a priest, but with Hotch's obvious distaste for church, Rossi couldn't help but suspect the connection.

What's more, after retreating from Rossi's face several times, this Alex is absolutely impossible to be an ordinary person.

He had so much to ask, but—

"Dave, Alex's story is really... I'm pretty sure I don't want to talk about him today." Hotch sighed, leaning against the table, and turned to stare at him, "I hope you came here, not for this, unless What did he do and you caught him."

"Would he?" Rossi frowned, vaguely feeling an inexplicable evil in Hotch's words.

"Alex?" Hotch laughed mockingly. "No, you won't catch it."

It's not that he can't do it. Rossi frowned even more suspiciously.

"So—are you really here to talk to me?" Hotch also frowned slowly, "I really don't want to recall him today."

"No, of course not." Rossi smiled submissively, took his hand and brought it to his mouth to kiss, determined not to let these wild guesses disturb his mood, after all, he was willing to believe that Hotch would not let any sin go.

Hotch blinked, frowned, and chuckled, tracing his lips with his fingers, sighing, "Dave, I can never say no to you."

"That's because you don't really want to say no to me." Rossi pressed another kiss on his finger with a smile.

Then Hotch was pressed by him on the edge of the table, and the two looked at each other for a moment, and at the same time leaned towards each other to make their lips touch together, wrapped their hands around each other's body, and exchanged saliva to express their desire and miss.

"I need a shower," Hotch said softly when the two finally parted.

Rossi smiled.

"I just got back from a few hours' drive from the scene of the capture, and trust me, you don't want to just…" Hotch glared at him exasperated.

Rossi's hand slid down his waist, resting on the side of his leg.

"Dave," Hotch protested, "Come on."

Rossi laughed and patted him, "Go, I'll wait for you."

Hotch threw himself into the flowing hot water, trying to force himself to think, he was actually very clear that neither he nor Rossi had solved the problem of dependence on each other, or rather, he could only admit that when you When you fall in love with someone, you can't help but want to be with him.

They have really seen too many similar love affairs end up in a sad ending.

But he couldn't refuse, he couldn't help but desire David Rossi.

When he was finally ready and drying himself out of the bathroom, Rossi was already half-lying on the bed, pajamas undone, reaching out to him in the dim light.

Hotch stopped within an arm's length of him.

"Aaron, we're on vacation, and while I'm really afraid of rejection, you don't need to be burdened with anything." Rossi straightened up and looked at him seriously, "I think we've all had bad cases the past few days."

Hotch almost felt his heart beating a few extra beats, he stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over slowly, "Yes, very bad."

"At least this Christmas break, do something to make you happy and make us happy." Rossi held his hand, stroking it gently. "At least tonight."

Hotch smiled, turned and hooked his shoulder.

Not just tonight.

He said.