Criminal Minds Imagines

Rivals (Emily Prentiss)

Warning: Same Sex Imagine

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When Emily Prentiss first started at the BAU, I instantly despised.

Sure, I didn't have anything against her but I felt this hate towards her.

Maybe it was because  she was high in society, her mother being an ambassador, meaning that she had contacts all around the world, or even that she was so smart, so funny, so beautiful...

Wait, I'm talking nonsense, back to hating Emily.

She always has that smug expression, making me feel like she's always looking down at me.

She always tries to find ideas before me, that feeling of boiling up with anger always being around when she was there.

She would always show off her intelligence and practice; smiling slyly at me when she would get something right.

This stated a rivalry between her and I, testing who is the best.

I would always stay behind, trying to work on cases, figure out why did the unsub use this type of MO or the origin of his troubles, making me lack of sleep and concentrate less as Emily won most battles, making her have more confidence in herself and feeling integrated in the team.

After ending the case, I knew I had to start filing reports and keep myself updated on new techniques and skills to gain to beat Emily.

I arrive to find a mountain of files, making me shake my head as I rub my eyes, this feels like it's going to be a long night.

Small crowds of people start leaving, the building emptying itself, leaving me and Spencer:

"Don't stay up too late Y/N, you need some rest" Spencer says as he rubs his hand on my arm, giving me a small smile as I do the same but he clearly knows that I'm not going to listen.

The building ends up empty, even Hotch has gone home to take care of Jack and he is here most of the time.

I decide to put on some music as I head to the coffee pot, the first artist of my list being Billie Eilish (sorry if you don't like Billie Eilish but I fucking love her), 'Ocean Eyes' being the song.

As I sway to the music, I start to softly sing the lyrics but I remembered that I'm alone so I sing and sway, waiting for the coffee pot to be warm.

After filling my cup, I head back to my desk when I hear a voice startling me:

"You sing really well" I lift my head to find Emily

"What's it to you ?" I say aggressively, not wanting to compete with her tonight

She sighs, taking her phone that she must have forgotten from her desk and starts heading out as I head back to my files when I hear a sigh and steps coming towards me, she stands by my desk and closes my file, making me look at her:

"Listen Y/N, I don't know how we got here or what I did wrong but you need to tell me because I'm fed up of doing this and of seeing you like this. You're always tired, you stay up all  night for numerous nights in a row, trying to find a new way to 'beat me' but this only started to be a competition when you started being unpleasant towards me so tell me what's wrong !" she says, her hand landing flat on my desk making me startle 

I had never seen Emily this angry, her breaths becoming louder, her hand on my desk while the other in a ball, her nostrils flaring.

I stand up, walking away from her and running my hand through my hair:

"Because I'm scared Emily"

"You're scared of what exactly Y/N ?!" she yells, her hands in the air

"I'M SCARED OF LOVING YOU !" I yell louder, my head down

"I'm scared shitless of loving you Emily because I know that you don't feel the same and it's killing me, that's why I decided to hate you, so I could stop loving you but even that doesn't work..." I whisper the end of my sentence

I hear her footsteps come near me, her fingers holding my chin as she lifts my head up:

"What makes you think I don't love you, Y/N ? When I first saw you, you took my breath away and when I saw the way you were around me, I knew you were trying to protect yourself but I didn't know that it was from this. If I knew, I would have asked you out a long time ago but I just thought that you hated me..." she says, her eyes showing sadness

"I'm sorry Emily, it's just that I was scared of what you could do to me without even talking to me, I mean you just had to be in the room and I would be completely distracted by you because you're beautiful and kind and funny..." I answer

Emily smiles, her fingers grazing my cheek as she shakes her head:

"You are an idiot" she whispers, her lips close to mine.

Her hand lands on my waist, her other still grazing my cheek.

I gaze into her eyes, she is so beautiful.

Craving her, I lean in and fill the empty space between us, her lips finally touching mine after all this time.

Our kiss turns into a make-out session, she carries me to my desk and puts me on it, our kiss getting deeper.

We let go, our chests heaving:

"If I had known you were this good, I could have stopped fake hating you a long time ago" she laughs, her arms around my waist as she hugs me:

"I've been wanting to do that for a long time" she says as my head is on her chest...

"I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great of a burden to bear" Martin Luther King

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Hey there agents ! I'm gonna be honest, I had so much fun writing this one. I hope you guys enjoyed this one, if you did please vote and/or comment and if you have any requests, DM me, love ya !