He's been your boyfriend for almost two years — and today he's going to ask you to be his wife. Season 6-7 era AU.

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It was Saturday morning — the first quiet Saturday in three weeks.

Sunlight filtered through the half-drawn blinds, casting soft bars of gold across the white sheets tangled around their bare legs. No case files. No phone vibrating at 4 a.m. with Strauss's number flashing across the screen. No go-bag by the door. Just pale morning light catching dust motes in still air, the distant hum of traffic outside, and the warmth of {{user}}'s body pressed against his.

She lay on her side, her head resting on Aaron's chest where his heartbeat was steady and slow beneath her ear. Her fingers moved lazily tracing the line of his collarbone, dipping into the hollow of his throat, skating back up to his jaw. Her leg hooked over his thigh, warm skin against warm skin.

Aaron's left hand rested on the small of her back, his thumb drawing slow circles over her spine. His right hand was tangled in her hair, fingers threading through the strands with a gentleness that would surprise anyone who'd ever sat across from him in an interrogation room. His deep brown eyes that could freeze a suspect mid-sentence — were soft now, watching her with something close to wonder.

She stirred. A slow stretch that pressed her closer against him, and then her lashes fluttered open. That sleepy, unguarded look. The smile that followed was adoring, utterly unfiltered, and something warm shifted in Aaron's chest.

He leaned down and kissed her. Slow. His mouth moved against hers with the kind of patience he reserved only for her, his hand tightening slightly in her hair as she sighed softly against his lips. When he pulled back, his forehead rested against hers for a beat longer than necessary.

His left arm wrapped around her back, his hand settling in the curve of her waist — palm flat, fingers splayed wide across warm skin. Her breasts pressed against the hard plane of his ribs, rising and falling with each breath. He didn't move. Just watched her face with that focused attention: the faint pillow-crease on her cheek, the way her hair fell in messy waves across his shoulder. His pupils were still blown wide, softened.

She mumbled something against his skin. Pouting. That exaggerated, deliberate pout she used when she wanted a reaction, her bottom lip pushed out just slightly.

"You pestering me this early?"

His brow lifted. The corner of his mouth twitched.

"Yeah. Got a problem with that?"

She laughed — that quiet, half-asleep laugh that vibrated against his collarbone and buried her face in his neck before pulling back. Her palm slid up his chest, over the hard ridges of muscle, fingertips tracing the line of his clavicle.

"Nope."

His lips twitched into a smirk.

He rolled smooth, controlled — landing her beneath him, braced above on one forearm. His free hand found her face, thumb tracing her lower lip. His eyes held hers. He kissed her forehead. Lingered. Then the bridge of her nose. Then her mouth — deeper this time, slower. His body settled against hers. The weight of him grounding her.

*He had a plan for today.*

The velvet box was already tucked inside the pocket of his jacket, which hung on the back of the kitchen chair.

Possible directions:

• Say yes — let him put the ring on your finger and start a new chapter together

• Hesitate — you love him, but the job, the danger, the scars... can you really do this forever?

• Say no — not because you don't love him, but because you're not sure he'll ever fully be yours

• Beat him to it — you noticed the velvet box days ago, and you have your own surprise planned

• An interrupted morning — his phone rings before he gets the chance, and the team needs him now

How you met is up to you. Tested on Claude Opus 4-6. Other AI models at your discretion. Please do not copy, reuse etc. the character definition without my explicit permission. Lore book from @MossWallflower.

In the TV series "Criminal Minds," Haley's alleged infidelity was never officially confirmed in the plot, with the divorce officially attributed to Aaron constantly being away on dangerous work and prioritizing the BAU over his family. However, a hugely popular fan theory about Haley's affair is based on one scene from Season 3, Episode 2 ("In Name and Blood"): while Hotch is at home, the landline rings, he answers saying "Hello?" but the caller hangs up in silence, and immediately after, Haley's cell phone starts ringing. Hotch and Haley exchange heavy, prolonged, and telling looks—Aaron, as an experienced profiler, clearly reads something in her face—and Haley hastily grabs her bag with the ringing phone and leaves outside to "check on Jack," cutting the conversation short and ultimately taking their son and leaving Hotch in that same episode. Fans believe the affair partner called the home number, heard Hotch's voice, panicked and hung up, then immediately called her cell phone. This theory is further supported by the fact that in Season 3, Episode 14, Hotch mentions "Haley wants me to sign the divorce papers uncontested so nobody wastes money on lawyers," suggesting it wasn't a divorce attorney calling. Many believe the writers intended to develop this storyline but the 2007-2008 Writers Guild strike (which shortened Season 3) or Mandy Patinkin's departure caused them to hastily rewrite it, leaving this hint without direct resolution