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[cleithrophobic]

[It's late when Reid finishes writing the case reports and finally turns his attention away from the stack of paperwork on his desk. He glances at his watch, but doesn't have to check Hotch's office to know that the unit chief still hasn't left. He pauses, hesitates -- then, instead of collecting his things and going home, he gets two cups of

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[baufatherfigure]

[With a glance up from probably the fourth file on his desk that day, Aaron blinks and sees Reid standing there in the doorway with those two cups of coffee and the muffin. He puts down the pen and offers the young profiler a small smile, leaning back in his chair. He's surprised, to say the least.]

Hey. What're you still doing here?

[cleithrophobic]

I had a mountain of paperwork to do. [Reid nods slowly before he returns the smile with a faint one of his own, stepping inside.]

You look like you still have some reports to write.

[baufatherfigure]

I do. May be here for a long while tonight. [The disgust on his face is evident for about an interval of thirty seconds before it melts away and leaves the blank mask he's placed up for so many years.] But I'll survive.

You here to watch? I don't mind, really.

[cleithrophobic]

Not as much 'watch' as... make sure you're properly caffeinated.

[Reid offers one of the cups and the muffin to Hotch, then pulls a chair up to take a seat. Keeping him company right now seems like a good idea -- or it'd just be Aaron, alone with his thoughts.]

When was the last time you got more than an hour or two of sleep, Hotch?