Women one shots (GXG)

''The stars are pretty tonight,''

In the heart of a dense forest, the BAU team tirelessly searched for clues, their flashlights cutting through the darkness. The moon's gentle glow cast eerie shadows among the trees as Emily Prentiss and Y/N found themselves momentarily separated from the rest of the team. Y/N's gaze drifted upward, captivated by the starlit sky.

"The stars are pretty tonight," Y/N remarked softly, their voice filled with awe.

Emily's eyes wandered to Y/N, a warmth spreading within her. She found herself drawn to Y/N's enchantment with the celestial display. "You're the best star," she whispered, her voice barely audible, hoping Y/N wouldn't hear her slip-up.

Confused by Emily's response, Y/N turned toward her, a curious smile on their face. "What did you say?" they asked, leaning in closer.

Caught off guard, Emily's mind raced to come up with a quick save. Panic bubbled within her, and she blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "I said I want to hit you with a car-" Emily's voice trailed off as she realized the absurdity of her words.

Y/N's eyes widened in disbelief, their expression a mix of shock and confusion. Before they could respond, Emily quickly interjected, desperately trying to rectify her mistake. "No, no, that's not what I meant! It was a terrible joke, I apologize. I was just lost in my thoughts. Let's focus on the case."

Feeling flustered and embarrassed, Emily averted her gaze, refusing to meet Y/N's eyes. She couldn't bring herself to admit what she had truly said. Deep down, she wished that Y/N had caught her sincere words, despite the clumsy mix-up, secretly yearning for a chance to express her true feelings.

Unbeknownst to Emily, the rest of the team approached, having sensed the tension in the air. Hotch, always perceptive, raised an eyebrow at Emily, silently acknowledging her slip-up.

Garcia, unaware of the awkward exchange, chimed in with her usual enthusiasm. "Hey, lovebirds! Find any stellar clues up there?"

Y/N blushed, stealing a glance at Emily, while Emily shot Garcia a warning glare. "No, Garcia, just stars up here. No clues," Y/N replied, glossing over the strange interaction.

Hotch's gaze lingered on Emily for a moment, an understanding gleam in his eyes, but he remained silent, allowing Emily and Y/N to navigate their feelings at their own pace.

As the investigation pressed on, Emily found herself stealing glances at Y/N whenever the opportunity arose. And Y/N, perplexed by Emily's odd response, couldn't help but wonder if there was a hidden meaning behind her words.