I Knew They'd Call You

Intoxicating

I wasn't expecting to wake up to her a second day in a row. However, opening my eyes, as I stirred in her arms, was one of the most comforting feelings I had ever experienced. Granted, the peaceful and serene moment was disrupted by our obnoxious cell phones ringing, but nonetheless, the split second that I had gained recognition of where I was, was enough to make my day. I groaned, rolling towards my phone that I had set on her bedside table, reaching out aimlessly to find it. Before answering, I looked at the time on the clock set beside my phone. 4:52 am, really Garcia?  

"Hello?" I answered groggily, still trying to fully open my eyes fully. 

"Sorry to disturb your probably peaceful sleep my love, but there's been a break in the case! We just got an anonymous tip about an hour ago that described the man we were looking into last night, and we found him through his prescriptions at a local pharmacy. Hotch wants everyone in by seven," she explained calmly. I thanked her, telling her that I would see her in a little bit. She said something quirky that I couldn't quite comprehend at this time in the morning, but I laughed, and we ended the call. Almost immediately after I hung up my phone, Emily's started ringing. 

We both tiredly chuckled, and she took my hand in hers after she answered the phone. I could only smile, running my thumb over her knuckles. I shifted closer to her, wrapping my arms around her. I listened as she had practically the same conversation with Garcia that I did. 

Once she had gotten off of the phone, she closed her eyes, looking at me with a smile. 

"What?" I asked quietly. Her smile widened and she wrapped her arms around me as well. 

"You're just beautiful," she breathed sweetly. "And I like your morning voice, it's cute." 

"Oh God, it's too early for you to be cute," I said playfully, attempting to sit up. She whined, pulling me back down towards her. Once she finally opened her eyes again, I couldn't help but smile wider than I already had been. I laid back down next to her. 

"How are you?" she asked, slowly running her fingers up and down my arms. I looked at her funny. 

"Well, for it being five in the morning, I'd say I'm doing pretty alright," I airily joked, laying my head back down. 

"Jayje, I'm talking about, everything that happened last night," she said, partially sounding scared that I was going to tell her I wanted to forget about it all. I could take a deep breath knowing that I didn't think I could ever forget about it, knowing that I fell asleep last night replaying every single second we spend together, and the way it felt when our lips finally met for the first time. Forgetting what had happened last night was the last thing I wanted to ever do. "You don't, you don't regret it, d-do you?" 

I looked up into the brunette's eyes with a smile, and held her closer to me, nuzzling my head into her chest. She squeezed me tightly, as I shook my head. 

"Do you?" My heart raced as I asked the question. Emily, being able to tell that I was just as nervous about the question as she was, placed two fingers under my chin and brought my eyes to her. 

"JJ, I could never." She kissed me softly, leaving her lips on mine. I breathed, taking in what she felt like, how the feeling of her lips on mine was the most perfect-feeling thing in the world. 

I pulled back from her smiling, still looking into her beautiful eyes. We laid there, just looking at each other with big dorky smiles on our faces. 

Was this was actual actual love felt like? My entire life I was convinced  I knew what love was, that I had felt true love, that I had loved someone fully and unconditionally. But none of that had ever felt like this. Nobody has ever made my heart feel the way that it does when I'm with her. Nobody makes me feel as safe, and as whole as she does. 

"How did I go my entire life without you?" she asked, running her thumb up and down my cheek. 

In attempts to not tell her what I had been readily wanting to tell her for forever, I kissed her. I slowly brought myself over her, straddling her hips. Within seconds the kiss had intensified, as I pressed myself against her body. She ran her fingers through my hair, slowly thrusting her hips against mine. I embarrassingly let out a quiet moan that I quickly felt dumb for. We were literally only kissing, and she already had me feeling all sorts of ways. 

Her hands ran up and down my back, slipping under my shirt. She grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to her. I didn't want her to let go. However, our brief moment of euphoria was quickly interrupted by the rest of the team texting in our group chat. Once our phones started buzzing, we knew that we should probably get up. 

I grabbed my sweatshirt and shoes, not putting them on, knowing that my room was only two doors down the hallway. Emily came to me by the doorway, wrapping her arms around my waist. I hugged her. 

"I'm in my thirties, I shouldn't still be doing the walk of shame," I confessed, holding on to her. She laughed, running her hands around my back and down my arms. I didn't want to leave. 

"I'm sorry. I just, couldn't let go of you last night." She made my heart beat just a little bit faster. 

"That's more than okay with me," I admitted, looking up to her gorgeous, intoxicating, and addictive eyes. 

I could have told her then. I could have told her without even thinking about it, and I would have completely meant it. 

It was different, it was so different. It was something I had never experienced before. I couldn't put it into words. I had no idea how I had gone my entire life without feeling this way; without having her by my side. 

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She's just perfect. And I'm not just saying that because I've never been more head over heels for anybody in my entire life. She says exactly what you need to hear without even knowing you need to hear it. 

Last night, we talked for hours about probably everything you can imagine. We immediately discussed what was happening, and it was pretty clear that the two of us had felt this way for much longer than we'd like to admit. 

It was actually adorable to see her get all cute and shy when she would talk about how long she's felt this way. She admitted to sharing many of the same moments I would think about, which made me feel like I just wanted to turn around and kiss her. It made my heart so warm. 

We talked about work, we talked about telling people, we talked about Henry and Will, and even joked about Sergio. 

I would be lying if I said that I didn't cry a little bit when she told me that she loved HEnry as her own and would do anything for him. When she said that she was grateful enough to even be a part of his life in a little way and that I could take all the time in the world to work things out. 

She told me she wasn't scared. She told me that she was ready, that she wasn't going to quit. Marry me. 

It was fair to say that we were scared of people finding out. We planned on not telling everyone for a while. It was hard, considering the only thing I wanted to do at the moment was run around the hallway screaming like a girl in middle school after having her first kiss with her crush. However, we knew that hiding it and not telling anybody right now was going to be the best thing to do. If we could make it a few months without anybody finding out, we would contemplate telling people then. 

And if I'm being completely honest, thinking about hiding our relationship seemed like it could be all different types of hot. 

Maybe we were jumping the gun a little bit- we weren't even actually dating yet. I shouldn't be getting all worked up.