[Criminal Minds] years before love

Rossi quickly caught up with Hotch, "Aaron, are you okay?"

"Very good." Hotch stopped in his tracks, with an unusually calm expression, but a slightly stiff tone.

Rossi sighed, looked around at the policemen who came in and out, didn't expose him, and didn't want to make any big moves, just asked, "Want to eat something?"

"I'm not hungry." Hotch turned his head to look in the direction of his school. "Since the case about a certain organization does not need our help, we can go back."

"But I'm hungry." Rossi insisted, gripping the car keys firmly, "Aaron, you have to let me feed myself first."

Hotch turned his head and scanned around, and pointed to not far away, "There is a fast food restaurant over there—" His voice paused after seeing the name on the signboard, and he waved his hand, "Forget it, this one is terrible."

Rossi smiled, "Since you still have the mood to distinguish this, then come with me."

Hotch looked down at the ground beneath his feet, until Rossi's car pulled up beside him, before he bit his lower lip.

Rossi lowered the window, "Aaron?"

Hotch got into the car, lowering the backrest a little.After a while, he sighed, "Dave, did I ever say I don't like living here."

"I'm... very sorry." Rossi couldn't help clenching the steering wheel in his hands, and lowered his voice.

Hotch glanced at him, looked out the window, and said nothing. Rossi's car was parked outside a restaurant he hadn't been to, and he may never understand where Rossi found so many different restaurants, interesting hotels and other expensive and enjoyable places.

But Hotch is very clear that Rossi is not doing anything specially for him, he has always been like this, loves to enjoy all kinds of beauty and excitement, no matter who he is with, even Hotch himself is probably part of the enjoyment he loves, so Hotch never bothered to say no, either.

The alcohol slid down his throat, and Hotch finally sighed, "Dave, I've always been curious."

"What?" Rossi kept staring at him, lips moving.

"What am I to you?" Hotch lowered his eyelids, staring at the dark red liquid.

"What?" Rossi was taken aback, even though he couldn't refute Gideon's repeated warnings, he didn't feel any emotion from Hotch towards him that he should ask this question, he thought that Hotch was emotionally invested in this relationship Not even as good as himself.

Rossi thought for a moment, then said cautiously, "Aaron, I think you can be one of the best profiling experts."

The corners of Hotch's mouth turned up slightly, and he raised his head, "It's an honor to have your approval. But I'm talking about your profile of me when we first met."

"Ah, that." Rossi smiled wryly. "I actually made up my mind that no matter who came, I would not be satisfied - I needed more reasons to deal with them. But you... very unexpected To my surprise, there was even a moment when I thought I had fallen into a Home Office trap."

"Go on." Hotch blinked and raised his glass.

"At that time, I was indeed being investigated by them because of my private life. But I quickly realized that you could not be one of them. You were too young at that time, and the Ministry of the Interior would not recruit a child." Rossi He touched his wine glass and took a sip.

"The Ministry of the Interior? That's a really bad review." Hotch narrowed his eyes and laughed. "Dave, I'm not surprised you've been investigated by them."

"It's actually a very high rating. The Home Office is a fairly demanding department, whether it's discipline, insight or whatever - even though I don't like them. But you know what I expected to see was a self-defeating Or a student who is more or less fearful and reserved. But you..." Rossi shook his head, seriously recalling the shock that had brought to him at that moment, "When I saw you standing at the door of the cafe...Aaron, no one would dress like that Expensive suits on occasion like that. Even in that situation, with such a bad discussion, you were calm and well-mannered, and if you weren't too young, I would really think they were up to something. And then I I just feel that your problem is so serious that I can't let you go immediately, but I can only say, I'm sorry."

Hotch shook his head. "You know I didn't mean you."

"I'm just sorry I didn't get involved." Rossi leaned over and put a hand on the back of his.