Hotch finished writing his part fairly quickly, and Rossi estimated that it would take more than an hour to come back.After thinking about it for a while, he gave up on going into the kitchen to get something.While he certainly cooks occasionally at his own home, he can't be bothered to struggle with his rather mediocre cooking skills at Rossi's.

He took a shower, rummaged around to find a painkiller tablet and swallowed two, took a bag of cornflakes and leaned on the sofa with coffee, while reading the book he found, he slowly gnawed.

This is what Rossi saw when he came home.

"Why do you drink coffee at a time like this?" He took off his coat and walked over to remove the cup.

"Huh? Drinking is not appropriate, is it?"

"Drink water, Aaron, if I had known, I would not have returned to BAU to watch you here." Rossi remembered the bruises on his body when he woke up early in the morning, handed the medicine over, and touched his wrist, which was still sore Obvious, "Anyway, I'm sorry Aaron, I should have been more in control."

Hotch put down the book in his hands strangely, "Didn't we say that, you know what I want, and you satisfied me within the safest possible range."

"I just." Rossi turned to pour him a glass of water, "Just asked Jason if he could hand you over to me."

"What's up to you? Jason Gideon is not my guardian." It took a few seconds for Hotch to realize what he was saying, and immediately frowned, "Dave, don't you propose to be my mentor? Isn't that suitable."

"On this point, you agree with him very much." Rossi pouted, breaking two capsules and placing them in his hands.

Hotch didn't see what it was, just raised his head and swallowed it, and took a sip of water. The tone of Rossi's words is very subtle, and Hotch has a problem with his intuition, "Dave, can you clarify what this sentence wants to express?"

"I don't know either." Rossi looked distressed. "At first, I just thought that I would be more suitable to take you than him. After all, I know you better. But when Jason objected, I had the idea of ​​snatching you over."

"You two, don't get angry with me." Hotch almost rolled his eyes, he complained, "It's not a child anymore, what's the point of two top experts in behavior analysis doing this, you should tell him clearly."

"Aaron, really don't talk about this anymore." Rossi rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go into the kitchen. "You know that I can't make it clear to him. Just as Jason has long since given up guessing me, I usually don't try." Decipher his mind. But he and I both know that we can't be the same again."

Hotch chased after him and moved a chair to sit beside him to watch him work, "If I'm not under your command, as long as it doesn't affect our respective work, Gideon actually has no position to object to having a relationship between us. But I don't think I will go out with you The two can be independent of each other. I don't think Gideon will agree to your request."

Rossi stopped stirring the eggs and flour and smiled up at him.

"Did he actually say yes?" Hotch was taken aback, "He talked to me before... Well I thought he really didn't want me to have too much to do with you."

"Not yet." Rossi looked at him. "He really doesn't want to, but I'm looking forward to your convincing him to say yes."

"Then you convince me to agree first." Hotch blinked, still lying there.

Rossi shook the basin in his hand, "How about a cake?"

"Dave." Hotch couldn't help but laugh as he added a spoonful of sugar, "It's business."

"I want to follow me or Jason. Even if what you can learn is slightly different, it's roughly the same." Rossi thought for a while, and finally became serious.

"Something." Hotch nodded, "but you know that's not the point."

"You have so much to hide from Jason, I don't think following him will make you any happier than going out with me."

Hotch watched him for a moment, making sure he wasn't joking before sighing softly, "Of course."

"So, do you really have no confidence in me at all?"

"From what angle do you think I should have confidence in you in this regard?" Hotch wanted to pull his clothes back and let him recall the consequences of the two of them going out together for the first time. "But I probably don't have confidence in myself."

"Aaron, relax." Rossi didn't quite agree with him. "You have to know that Jason and I didn't suppress our desires too much back then. People need reasonable venting."

"Reasonable?" Hotch snorted.

"Aaron." Rossi put the contents in the oven. "I admit this is not a normal sexual behavior, but you can't deny its emotional channeling effect."

Hotch didn't answer.

So Rossi continued, "I don't want you to be overwhelmed by the pressure."

"I feel like you've moved me a bit." Hotch sighed. "I'll think about it."

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