Treacherous (Emily Prentiss x Reader)

Chapter 17

a/n 

long time no see! i missed writing!!!! 

this chapter is my first time writing anything like this so bare with <3

life is very hectic atm so if updates aren't super regular i apologiseeee

thank you for being patient, ily <33

have a fun read!!!!!

cw: borderline smut !

y/n pov

We arrived back at the BAU early the next day, Emily sending us home for a few hours, saying that if we came back in time for our usual start, we could go home at lunch time, which everyone agreed to having slept on the plane. Everyone came in, heads down to finish our accounts of the previous case, before filtering out at lunch.

I was the first out the door the second lunch started, bidding quick goodbyes to everyone. I headed home, collecting a list of the ingredients I needed for the date; it had to be perfect. I texted Emily to get to mine for 7pm as I stepped out of the doors of the BAU, throwing a look behind me as she pulled her phone out her pocket at the notification, catching her smiling and looking back at me.

I had decided on making us pasta, one of the recipes from home I had watched my dad make growing up and I knew it was my best option. I had never messed up that recipe, and it was just what I needed to make the date go well. I'm not nervous at all, why would anyone even assume that. I am completely calm and collected.

As the time came to start making our meal, I got to work combining the flavours as I had done thousands of times before, but this time was different; it felt like a lot was riding on this moment. Okay maybe I am a bit nervous. Either way, it had to be the best!

Working to the point the sauce was simmering in the pan, and I could leave it, I went to get ready and tidy up my makeup. I had decided on a red with black polka dots wrap dress with short black heels, adding a little more sparkle to my makeup than I had previously, and some silver bracelets complimenting the outfit. I decided to leave my hair down, loose curls framing my face.

I looked in my mirror at my reflection looking back at me, the mini dress hugging the curves of my hips just right, just short enough to tease, but long enough to not show anything. I look good, If I do say so myself.

I got back to the kitchen, boiling the pasta until it was just right, and then draining it to pour into the sauce I had made before. I was just tipping the drained pasta into the sauce simmering on the side, when a knock sounded out through the apartment. I looked over to the paws padding towards the door from the kitchen island where she had previously been sprawled. 'Shit!' I looked at the time on my phone, she was 5 minutes early. How is she so damn punctual??

I scrambled pouring the rest of the pasta into the sauce, and turned the temperature down a touch, looking over my shoulder towards the door, 'Just a second!'

I quickly made my way to the door, doing a once over in the mirror, adjusting my hair and dress. Hand on the door handle, I let out my prior anxieties in a breath, letting myself smile as I opened it and met my date's eyes.

I felt my smile grow as I looked into her eyes getting almost lost in the seemingly endless brown layers. 'Hey y/n/n!' she said softly, breaking me from my daze.

'Hey Em!' I managed to reply, my eyes occupied with her outfit and the way her burgundy wrapped top allowed her breasts to be displayed in the most alluring way, a small gold pendant reaching perfectly to hang just above her exposed cleavage. I bit the inside of my lip slightly taking a deep breath, fuck me.