Emily's POV
I notice how Y/N slowly wakes up next to me and I try to stop my thoughts from racing, to drive the worry lines from my face.
She moves slowly next to me, a quiet sigh leaves her lips and a few seconds later I feel her gaze on me.
"Good morning, darling." She whispers in a sleepy voice and when I turn my head to the side, I see her tired look and the pillow imprint on her cheek.
She looks so cute, peaceful.
"Good morning, my love." I answer and turn to the side with a smile to look at her properly. "How are you feeling?" I stroke her cheek with one hand, tracing the marks that sleep has left on her skin with my fingertips, which will be gone in a few minutes.
She seems to feel inside herself for a moment, as if she had to check first, before she answers with a hesitant smile,
"Better."
I sigh in relief and gently stroke the tip of her nose, it curls under my fingers as Y/N giggles.
"I'm really proud of you for getting in touch yesterday when you...when you weren't feeling well."
I note and see in her eyes that my praise touches her.
"It...was only a brief moment yesterday, Em.
No need to worry. Talking to you made everything...everything else seem so insignificant."
she replies and rests a hand under her face while she places her other hand openly between us.
"Thank you, Darling."
We smile at each other for a moment and just for a second my thoughts wander and the worries that painted my dreams in grey and black tonight creep back into my consciousness.
I mirror Y/N, supporting my face with one hand while I place the other on her open palm.
She immediately intertwines her fingers with mine while she looks at me thoughtfully.
"Are you okay?" She asks quietly and strokes my hand gently with her thumb.
Of course she notices immediately that something is bothering me.
For a moment I consider not telling her the truth, it's so ridiculous and silly and not really worth mentioning.
But if I demand honesty and openness from her, then that applies to me too.
"I'm a little nervous..." I admit quietly and bite my lower lip while my shame turns my cheeks pink.
"Nervous? Why?" Y/N asks calmly and her y/e/c eyes rest on me, waiting patiently and without reproach for me to explain.
"I had a bad dream today...and even if it was just a dream, it made me realize something."
I start to say quietly, without looking at Y/N.
She squeezes my hand gently to show that she is listening to me.
I take a deep breath, close my eyes and with the images of my dream in my head I explain in a shaky voice:
"The prom today...I...don't know...
I'm looking forward to going there with you and seeing you in your dress, but I'm scared..."
I cast my eyes down and feel the worry resting heavily in my chest as I finish the sentence in a whisper.
"...I'm scared...that I'll make a fool of myself."
It's quiet for a moment, then I feel Y/N release a hand and rest it on my cheek.
I look up and see nothing but love in her face.
"Why would you make a fool of yourself, darling?" She asks quietly, sounding like she really has no idea what I could mean.
She's so charming and innocent.
"Proms are the place, where high schoolers go out with their first love, dance and drink alcohol in secret and maybe make out behind the bleachers.
It's the big night, you know?
I know you're not a high schooler anymore and you've never got to enjoy anything like this, but you're not that far off in age.
No one will look at you funny if you show up tonight."
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I See you, Y/N. (Emily Prentiss X Reader)
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