So no one asked for this but I have a lot of stories saved up on my google docs so I might as well start putting them out.
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Emily and y/n relationship were...well... Different. From an outside perspective, it may even seem like they hate each other but that's just how they show love.
Most of their comments to each other have something about degrading the other because they both know it's a joke.
To combat this they do have their days where they go from rock hard to the softest pillow you find at target. From watching movies while cuddling to just enjoying each other's presence in bed. This was their first April fools day as a couple and Emily needed to make it good. Little did she know today was not the day to degrade y/n as she was practically on her last string of self-worth.
y/n POV
Today was a hard day
I don't have them a lot but when I do they are really bad.
The type of day that when you hold on to something you can't let go of it because it's the last string you have before you sink into the never-ending dark pit of self-doubt and hatred. I finally was able to get out of bed at 1 pm and walked downstairs to make coffee.
I never did make that coffee as just coming down the stairs used up all my willpower for the day. I resorted to watching TV on the couch.
I picked up my stress stuff animal ( yes, through these types of days I need a soft stuffed animal for me to hold on with all my might just to stay afloat.) in which I held under a fluffy blanket while I watched CSI. I love this show but today I just needed it as a distraction and wasn't really focused on what was happening. A few hours later I hear the door unlock and shut. Emily's home.
Normally I would jump up and greet her but I didn't have any energy to move from my spot on the couch.
" hey, bab-" I start but she cuts me off.
" We need to talk." my stomach drops as I pause the show from under the blanket. My grip on my stuff is getting tighter.
" ok, what about?" I say, keeping calm and managing my microaggressions.
" I think we need to break up" That's when I broke, no matter how hard I squeezed my stuffy it would not help me float any longer.
What did I do? Maybe I was too much of a handful again. I'm always doing that. It makes sense that she doesn't want to deal with me anymore. I can never remember important dates. Just last week was our anniversary and because I was too hyper-focused on something else I totally forgot. We got into a big fight. Tears heated my eyes as I moved to sit up on the couch to get a handle on the situation. When I do this the soft blanket slides down revealing the suffocating stuffy. Emily's eyes go wide, realizing today was not a good day for this joke. She begins to talk but I can't see her anymore from my tears trying to escape so I cut her off.
" I- no you can't! Stop! Please don't go away, please? No one has ever stuck with me for so long before and if you leave, if you leave- I just- I remember things better with you. I do, cause when I look at you I can feel it. A-and I-i- look at you and I-, I'm home. please. I don't want that to go away. I don't want to forget." At this point, I was sobbing. I didn't mean to. I hate it when I do. The whole " don't show your emotions" is practically something I invented.
" no no no! Baby no! I'm so sorry no-no" Emily ran over engulfing my whole body in a hug. I let go of my stuffy before immediately grabbing onto Emily's arm with the same strength I was using on the stuffy. My nails dig into her shirt as I lay my head on her soft chest.
" Please don't go, Emi" I only called her that when I felt like this, other days it was fucker, whore, or bitch that I shared a house with.
"I'm not going anywhere," she said as she used her free hand to comb my hair. Helping soothe my nerves. I pulled on her arm, wanting her as close as possible. She gets the hint and pulls me into her wrapping her legs with mine.
" but you said..."
" it was an April fool's joke. I'm sorry I didn't really mean it. Why would I leave the very person I want to marry, have kids, and grow old with?" she chuckles a little. The vibrations I felt from her chest soothing me a little.
She wants to marry me?
" really?" I shake out. " Why would you marry me? I forgot our fucken anniversary because my AD was so hyper-focused on my book. A fucking book. Not my amazing girlfriend, but a stupid book. How could I do that to you-"
Emily cuts me off-" hey! I know we had a big fight. But that was my fault, not yours. I was not taking that into consideration and was only thinking of myself. I know that you hate it when that happens and I know it sucks. But that's why I'm here. To help you. You know why?"
" why?"
" Because I love you and that's what people do when they love each other. They take care of each other through their worst and best times. I love you ADD and all and I always will"
I looked up into her eyes to make sure she was telling the truth.
She was.
" Always?"
" Always."
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So no one requested this but I edited a little more and I like it a lot more than I did before. It still kinda sucks and it's dayyyyyys after April 1st but it's fine.......
Word count : 998
haha- so I wrote this some time ago ( obviously) umm but my favorite cat died this morning and I'm literally feeling like y/n right now, without Emily.
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