work affair (emily x reader)

fourty four

guys y/n can drive she just gets nervous-
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You quickly walked out of the building, and you get in your car. Before you start it, Dr. Moore stops you. You roll down your window.

"Y/N, i know Garcia didn't text you about a case. You need to tell me what's upsetting you, or bothering you." She said.

"There's nothing wrong, now if you'll excuse me, i have to leave." You replied. She rolled her eyes.

"Stop, there is something wrong. You're leaving before your session ends and you lied about getting a case." She said. You sighed, and you got out.

"Now it seems like you're trying to avoid me? And if you'd like a new therapist, i can get you one i just don't understand why." She said.

"I am avoiding you, because i find you attractive and i can't have that. Every time you bend down your boobs show and i stare, and i just want to kiss you and i can't." You said in one breath.

"Well, why not?"

"Because.. I.." You began to say, but couldn't finish. You stared into her eyes, as you pulled her into a kiss. She didn't pull back, which surprised you. You knew how wrong it was, but you didn't care in that moment.

She suddenly felt down your body, and you didn't know where this was going to go. Your phone suddenly rang, which caused you to jump.

"Um.. Y/L/N" You said wiping your lips.

"Hey lovie, we have a case! I need you here asap, so i need you to drop everything you're doing." She said in a giggly tone.

"Yeah, be there soon." You replied. You hung up before she could say anything else. You looked at Dr. Moore.

"I have to um.. Go.. We need to talk about this though." You said. She nodded, you got in the car and she walked inside.

You fucked up. You put it aside, and you called Charisma.

"What's up, Y/N?"

"I fucked up badly, Charisma. Bad." You said leaving the driveway.

"What did you do?" She asked in a worried tone.

"Well i- Um. Don't yell at me. Even though i need it." You said.

"What the fuck did you do? Did you drink or something?" She asked.

"No, no. Not that. I um kissed Dr. Moore." You said.

"You did what?! Why the fuck would you do that? You're with Emily, your girlfriend!" She yelled.

"I do not need you to lecture me right now, i need you to tell me what the fuck to do!" You replied.

"Tell Emily. She deserves to know. Why did you kiss your therapist?!" She still yelled.

"I don't know! I find her attractive!" You replied. She was mad at you, and she had a right to be.

"Y/N, you're so fucking stupid. I so want to smack you, right now. What were you thinking?!" She asked.

"That's the thing, i wasn't thinking! Stop yelling at me! I understand i fucked up, so stop yelling. Help me!" You replied.

"With what, Y/N? On how you're going to tell Emily you kissed your therapist?" She asked.

"Yes!"

"Just tell her what happened. It's not that hard, if you didn't want to tell Emily, you shouldn't have kissed your therapist." She said.