champagne problems x jemily/hotchniss

twenty-five

i've thought long about the kind of relationship emily and ian had when she was undercover. the show gives so many hints that she was unhappy but the way he looked at her just wow😗

anyways, this chapter talks very little about their relationship and how declan and emily got close

happy readings and stay safe besties! -salem🤍

TW: swearing, mentions of physical abuse, mentions of psychological abuse, mentions of violence against women, outbursts of violence, semi acts of violence
word count: 3860

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Rossi: "There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds." Laurell K. Hamilton.

Emily woke up and squinted as the sunlight hit her eyes. She looked around the room she didn't recognize. It was an office in the BAU. Strauss didn't want to risk having the two being watched in either apartment. The two only had one option: to stay at the BAU.

It's been two weeks of them sleeping on an air mattress, having agents take turns of who watches over them as they slept. Paid overtime, of course. Two weeks of absolute silence was driving Emily crazy.

She relaxed as she felt Aaron shift behind her. The man wrapping his arms protectively around Emily. It was now a force of habit.

"Good morning," Aaron said softly. Emily smiled and leaned more into him. She turned back and placed her hand gently on his chest. It was bright and sunny in the room. The two have to squint their eyes to adjust to the sunlight. "You look beautiful."

"I just woke up. I have drool and eye crusts still," Emily said and sat up. The woman's back being exposed from her pajama set. A red silk set. Emily's favorite.

"I fell in love with your drool and eye crusts," Aaron said and ran his hand down Emily's back. He didn't move much. The scars still hurt.

"And you'll still love me for my wrinkles," Emily said and leaned over, kissing him softly.

"Yes, I will," Aaron said and smiled. The man getting up with a groan as he stretched. Emily watched him make his way to their phones that were currently charging. Emily took in the sight of Aaron in a simple white tank top and shorts.

"Hey," Emily said and stood up. Her feet were hitting the cold floor. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him. Emily reached up and smoothed out the man's bed head. "I love you."

"I love you," Aaron said and wrapped his arms around her waist. He leaned against the desk and kissed Emily softly. "Come on. We got to get dressed so we can go to work."

"We can sleep in," Emily said with a smile. Aaron chuckled and pushed her hair behind her ears. They were about to lean in again, but there was a knock on the window. "Mmm, I forgot. No privacy."

"I can try to get us some breakfast, if you're hungry. I'll let you go get dressed," Aaron said and kissed the woman on her head. Emily nodded as she grabbed her robe and her bag. She walked down the hall towards the bathroom. Emily locked the door behind her. She set her bag down and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Mom!" Declan yelled and ran up to the woman. Emily was still adjusting to the name from the eight-year-old. Emily leaned down wrapped her arms around him as she kissed his cheek.

"Oh, my boy!" Emily yelled and hugged him tightly. "How I've missed you."

The laughter coming from Declan echoed in the woman's head. She opened her eyes, she didn't know she shut, and came face to face with herself. Emily stood there for probably minutes, just examining herself.