Criminal Minds: one shots • short stories

Asking her out - Jemily SS (12)

AN: guess who decided to write this! anyways, my other fic isn't getting reads on recent parts so i'm losing motivation to post it until it does. i'm also working on a marina special christmas thing for y'all... and i wanna do sum that'll actually get reads so here we are!

— (Emily's POV)

The team has always been annoying JJ and I on how we'd be cute together, and each and every time, we've denied it, it's true, we're not together. Garcia definitely bugs us the most about it, then Morgan sits there in disbelief when we deny it, Rossi acts like here we go again, Reid sits there confused with his cute genius brain, Blake just watches and finally Hotch, he gives us the we're at work, stay professional glare.

Garcia, Morgan, and Blake are the ones who try to get us together, saying there's no way we don't like each other. Apparently, we make heart eyes at each other, check each other out (which I'm not denying, JJ's hot), and constantly eye-fuck each other.

We're at a team dinner at Rossi's because he makes the best food out of all of us, plus he enjoys it. Also, free wine, you have me at that pretty much. I'm not drunk, but I'm also not in a position to drive either, so JJ has taken it upon herself to take me home.

"Ready to go?" she asks me as everyone else is leaving.

"Let's get you out to the car," she adds helping me get up.

"I'm not drunk! I can walk by myself," I protest.

"It wasn't even enough to get drunk," Rossi backs me up.

"See!" I exclaim towards her. "Thanks Rossi!"

Rossi walks us out as JJ's gotten my car keys from me and we both get in the car, but not before giving Rossi the mandatory Italian hug.

~~~ 

We walk into my apartment, JJ by my side trying to lead me to my bedroom. Eventually, she pulls back the comforter and forces me into bed, saying I need to get rest if I want this to wear off.

"I'll be back in a minute, I'm going to get you water and advil. Where is your advil?" she questions me as she's walking out.

"Top right cabinet kitchen," I reply, somehow.

Not even a minute later, she's come back with a glass of water for me and the pills, putting them on my bedside dresser before she's about to walk out.

"Stay," I whine out to her, not fully understanding what I'm saying myself.

"Ok, Em, you need sleep, got it?"

"And I'll sleep when you stay," I say stubbornly. "Come on, it'll be like a sleepover. You can borrow whatever in the morning."

"Fine, I'll stay," JJ eventually gives in to me and my pleas, before getting into bed on the opposite side.

"Wanna change?" I ask her, wanting to make sure she's comfortable.

"Nah, I'm good. Too lazy,"

"Me too." 

~~~ next morning

Waking up due to the light starting to seep through my curtains, my head throbs a little and I feel someone in my bed. Oh god! Please tell me I didn't do anything wrong or too far or without permission.

Looking over, I see JJ, and luckily there's no signs of anything happening. Although, somehow during the night, my dumbass sleeping self decided to move and cuddle JJ. I try to release myself from her grip, but she's got her arm around the one I have around her in a tight hold. Not that I'm complaining.