Prompt-ober - Day 15 - Eventually
Prompt from @prentisspoppet
Pairings: Aaron Hotchner x Reader.
A/N; wE Half way
"Eventually you'll move on."
“I’m taking the job in London.” You said looking down at the floor.
As you worked yourself up, you understood that if you looked at him you would back out, it was better this way. It would be better if he wasn’t with you. You’d been too much of burden already.
“Y/n… Please don’t go.” He begged. “We can make long distance work.”
“Aaron, be realistic it’s never going to work. I’ll be London you’ll be somewhere.” You felt the tears brewing in you eyes.
There was no doubt that you loved Aaron, he was the type of person who showed you love that could only be seen on tv. He is one of a kind. But this job in London was important, something that you dreamed of always doing. You kept true to your word that you wouldn’t let anyone get in your way, no boyfriends, no friends. Nothing was holding you to Washington anymore, except Aaron.
He stepped forward and cupped your cheek forcing you to look in his eyes, you’ve always loved his eyes, “I’m so proud of you.” He sniffled, “I’m so proud of everything you have achieved, I just wish I could be there to see you through every step.”
You couldn’t stop the tears flowing out of your eyes. Aaron Hotchner was a saint, he always understood what you needed, what was going through you mind before you did. I guess that was down to the profiler in him.
“I’m sorry.” You cried, “I’m sorry to put you through all of this.”
“Y/n, you have given me the best 2 years a man could ask for.”
“You always been so understanding.” You sniffled, “Why couldn’t you yell, or something or be mad so it would be much easier to leave.”
“I’m not going to yell at you. You’ve been chasing something that you’ve wanted before I was apart of your life.” He softly smile, “Yeah, I don’t like you for leaving, I want to be selfish and make you stay, but you’re stubborn.”
“I wish I wasn’t.” You looked down.
“Eventually you’ll move on.” He sighed the emotions that he held back started to bubble up.
The fact that you’d move on, without him, broke him. He wanted to be in your life forever.
“There’s something that I want you to have.” He said, “I was going to give you this in the proper fashion, but…” He searched for his suit pockets.
Your brows furrowed at what he was doing, it all made sense when he pulled out a black box.
“Aaron...” You started
“Listen.” He stated looking down at you, “I know we can’t continue you this, I know. But I brought this for you. The only person who will have my heart again.”
“I can’t Aaron.”
“You can. This ring is for you. And only you. You were the one for me. Are.” He corrected, “Just as a remembrance.”
“Aaron, I would marry you in a heartbeat.” You confess.
“Then why are you leaving?” He furrowed his brows.
“I want this job, it’s what I want.” You stand tall, though as you took a sharp breath you felt small, “I need to know that I can live without you.”
“You don’t have to.” He smiled. His job required him to know his way around words, to be able to manipulate his words. Sometimes he didn’t mean to, but in this case, he wanted you to stay. He needed you to stay.
“You’ll move on eventually.” You nodded, mixing up his own words, “I have to go.”
You let go of his hand that you couldn’t even remember taking a hold of and headed towards his door. One last look, one last smell. That smell had been apart of you for so long , would you forget about it? Would it become apart o you forever? You hoped it would stay with you.
“Please.” He begged before you left, he didn’t even know if you heard him.
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Thanks to everyone who read, liked and reblogged. This has been wholesome and I am glad I’m not the only one who is going through this.
On a side note, if everyone who engaged with this post donated £1/$1, I would be rolling in dough but it’s all good - you are all wonderful people and I appreciate you all.
A lady asked me how much it cost to make her a purse of a well known style in cotton fabric of a particular design and colour.
£35 - I said.
She said she thought that was a bit dear for a purse.
I asked her how much she thought it would cost her to make one then.
She thought about £10 as you can get similar in Primarni for £8
OK, so for £10 do it yourself I said
Her reply was - I don't know how to.
I said for £10 I'll teach you how to. So besides saving you £25 you'll get the knowledge if you ever want to make another.
She seemed pleased and agreed.
OK I said, you'll need a machine, cutting mat, rotary cutter, rivet press and the pattern.
Oh well..... I don't have many of things and I can't justify buying all that just to make one purse.
Well then for another £10 more I'll lend you my stuff to you so you can do it at my house.
Okay, she says.
Great, I replied, come round on Tuesday afternoon and we'll make a start
Oh, I can't come on Tuesday I'm having my hair done!
Sorry, but I'm only available Tuesday to teach you and lend you my stuff. Other days are busy with other bags and purses.
Bugger, that means I'll have to miss my haircut.
Oh, I forgot, I said, to make one yourself you also have to pay for the sundry costs.
Now she's confused – what on earth are they??
Fabric search time, electric, wear and tear on the machine, blades for the cutter etc
She looks at me and says – but that's ridiculous you can absorb all that cost as you are charging me to borrow your stuff.
I could, I said, but I'm not spending time looking for the fabric you need you can do that yourself – you need 3 fat quarters of fabric, buckram, woven interfacing, non woven interfacing, a lock, rivets and matching thread.
So she then says - I've been thinking, I think I'd rather pay you the £35.
It's too complicated to make one for myself, it wouldn't be as well made and it would cost me a hell of a lot more than £35.
When you pay for a hand crafted item, you pay not only for the material used, but also:
Only by knowing all the elements necessary for the production of a certain item can you estimate the actual cost.
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