profiling 202 | emily prentiss x reader

three

hellooooooo! once again, i apologize for my lack of presence on the internet. my priorities have been different this vacation. i'm focusing on studying and some other things👀

there is a very important question at the end of this chapter that i'd appreciate you all answering😌

also happy pride month to all my fellow gays! i know my pride month started off interesting😅

enough of the rambling! let's get to what you're here for😇

not proofread because you know...it's me✨

TW: traumatic events discussed, mental health problems, PTSS
word count: 3530

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The sound of constant tapping could be heard in the empty room. Emily sat forward, placing her elbows on her thighs. Her anxiety was getting the best of her. Emily huffed as she glanced down at her watch for the millionth time in five minutes. Y/n, as well as anyone around them, could immediately tell that Emily's nerves were manifesting to a physical reaction.

"This is new," Y/n said and squinted her eyes. Emily hummed as she kept her eyes forward. When she didn't hear anything, she looked over at her girlfriend. "I've never seen you nervous before."

"Nervous? I'm not nervous," Emily said and furrowed her eyebrows. Y/n cracked a small smile as she leaned over and hooked her arm in Emily's. "Stop giving me that look."

"You know it's true. You've been glancing down at your watch for the past two minutes in ten second intervals. Messing with your watch is one of your tells—"

"No, it's not—"

"And you're tapping your foot," Y/n said and glanced down at the floor. Immediately, Emily stopped her nervous tick. She huffed as she started to pick at her skin on her fingernails. "Baby."

"Maybe this was a bad idea," Emily said and swallowed harshly. Y/n kissed Emily's clothed shoulder as she tugged her arm closer. The young woman intertwined their hands together to help soothe Emily. "I don't know how people do this willingly. I'd rather be tortured by listening to Penelope's rambling about her new geeky show than to talk."

"You do it with me," Y/n said and stroked her thumb over Emily's hand. The raven-haired woman scoffed and shook her head.

"That's because I love you," Emily said and leaned her head over towards Y/n. The young woman chuckled as she shut her eyes, relaxing into Emily's strong embrace. "I love you enough to do this."

"Maybe you'll find the good in it. People do this because it's healthy to talk about their feelings. Not everything has to be bottled up," Y/n said and smiled softly. This earned her a scoff from Emily as she turned her attention back to the floor in front of her. Y/n slowly moved her free hand down Emily's forearm. "Who knows, you might even be lucky and get a reward afterwards."

"Talking about my feelings with a random stranger doesn't seem rewarding," Emily mumbled as she kept her eyes on the door. Y/n's hands gripped Emily's bicep more tightly.

"I'd be giving the reward. A very special one, might I add," Y/n whispered as she dragged her hands up and down Emily's tense arm. The raven-haired woman's attention was immediately grabbed as she turned to her girlfriend. "Better?"

"Maybe a kiss will cheer me up," Emily said and glanced down at her lips. The young woman smiled widely as she shook her head. She immediately leaned forward and kissed Emily gently.

"You've definitely gone soft," Y/n said and chuckled against Emily's lips. The raven-haired woman squinted her eyes as she hummed.

"No I haven't," Emily said and leaned back into her seat. "I'm still the same stubborn woman that you knew, but now it's to everyone else except for you."