i think i like you // emily prentiss x reader

four.

a/n: hi i have a little bit of an idea of what i wanna do w this chapter but i'm not v good at writing describing cute fluffy stuff i don't think so please bare w me on some parts of this.

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y/n pov: i sat in rossi's office for about ten minutes trying to process what he had told me, trying to put together the pieces over the last few weeks. he said that spencer would be upset but emily wouldn't? what does that even mean? i started to replay every conversation and interaction i had with the two of them in my head, looking for anything that might stick out.

i started with spencer. that first night, he had mentioned something to me about his mom. i didn't know if that was a very personal topic at the time, but soon came to learn that it's probably not very often that you confide in someone who is nearly a stranger that your mother is schizophrenic and battling the early stages of dementia. i sat on that idea for the moment before justifying his actions with the fact that you had worked in a nursing home, and had offered advice on how to handle some of the things that would come up.

i kept thinking about his and i's interactions; offering to ride in the car with me, bringing me in the field with him and morgan instead of staying in the PD conference room, offering to get me coffee every time he went, and walking me back to my hotel room every night from the parking lot. at first i thought they were all just friendly gestures, but soon began to realize that he was trying to flirt with me. his actions mixed with the arm nudges and the certain "look" that morgan would give him every time he stood close to me started to click together and make a lot more sense. why did reid have these feelings about me, he's know me for not even a month, and last time i checked i thought he liked jj. it didn't matter to me that much though, i only saw him as a friend.

i then began to think about emily. she seemed to be on my mind a lot recently and i wasn't sure why. i thought it was cute when she would stare thinking i didn't notice, the way that she would always look at me to make sure i was on the same page as the rest of the team throughout the duration of the case, and every night i went to her and jj's room or she was in mine and we would just talk for hours about anything and everything. i also noticed the way her eyes seemed to soften when she looked at me. she made me feel comfortable, and i really enjoyed being around her. a lot. i didn't know if i had crush type feelings for emily, but i definitely cared about her more than i probably should at this point in time. i cared about all of the team, they were like a second family to me even after a short weeks i've been with them, but emily was just a little different.

emily pov: after rossi left, y/n didn't come out of his office after him. she was in there for what felt like hours so i decided to go up and see what had happened. i knocked softly at the door and she snapped her head up in my direction. she seemed a little frazzled so i took a seat next to her on the sofa. i angled my body so i was slightly facing her and she followed my actions by turning herself to face me and bringing her legs up to be sitting in a criss cross position. i smiled to myself because over the course of the past few weeks, i noticed that no matter where we were, she never sat with both her feet on the ground. she always had one bent up to her chest or in the position she was in now.

she spoke, "rossi just said he thinks spencer likes me..." and i felt my heart drop. i don't know why hearing her say that bothered me so much but i could feel the smile that i once had falter, and she definitely took notice. "prentiss?" she asked and i refocused my attention to her. "hmm," i hummed out, "hey well thats good right?" i asked absentmindedly, trying not to show my true emotions. she gave a half hearted laugh looking at the crushed velvet that was covering the sofa cushion and responded back, "i guess for him... but i'm not sure how long his crush is gonna last when he realizes i'm not interested in him," i looked up and she was looking into my eyes before continuing, "or any guys for that matter."

when she finished her sentence, i tried to contain the expression on my face. i felt small butterflies in the pit of my stomach and i was trying to mask a very obvious smile. i could tell she was nervous about exposing that side of herself, which made me feel very warm inside that she trusted me enough to share. "well hey, that makes two of us," i said back and i saw her eyes grow the slightest bit wider. she gave me a bright smile and leaned forward, nearly pushing me back, and embraced me into a tight hug.

y/n pov: i intentionally left out the part that rossi had mentioned about emily to her. i may be young but i can read the room, and i know that if i would've said something she would've been even more uncomfortable than me. after basically coming out to emily, i felt relieved, but also even more scared than before. her knowing that i wasn't straight was a big deal in my mind, seeing as i had barely even come out to myself, let alone anyone else. but then again, it was emily, and something about her just made me feel so safe.

i was a little worried for myself at the fact that the older woman in front of me had this much control over my emotions in such a short period of time. i'm the type of girl that never lets anyone control how i feel. i'm closed off and i've built up many walls over the years to protect myself from getting hurt more than i have already in my lifetime. the idea of someone caring about me beyond a platonic level scares the shit out of me and i wasn't sure how to handle these emotions.

she pulled back a bit from the embrace we were in pulling me out of my thoughts, "hey," she began, "do you want to go get a quick coffee with me somewhere?" i immediately lit up and shook my head yes. together we walked out of rossi's office and returned to our respective desks to gather our belongings. after i had put everything in my backpack, i grabbed my go-bag and walked over to her desk, leaning against it waiting for her to collect the rest of her things. she looked up and asked if i was ready to go and i nodded, following her through the glass doors over to the elevator. she pressed the down button and i asked, "do you think theres even a coffee shop open right now? it's kinda late." and she answered back, "i know a place," before stepping onto the elevator. i looked at her and slightly shook my head letting out a soft giggle in response and let her take the lead into the parking lot. we walked. a few blocks and entered a small coffee shop. i had ordered an iced coffee and to that i earned a wild look from emily. "it's middle of january  and you're getting an iced coffee?" she questioned me. i smiled back and said "obviously." to which she laughed and shook her head.

emily pov: after learning all this new information about y/n i was almost excited. after she agreed to get coffee with me, i felt the butterflies moving around in my stomach again. i took her to this little local cafe not too far from work, and we both got a coffee to go, making our way to the near by park. we sat down on a bench and again, one of her legs was immediately brought up to her chest. i laughed a bit and this time she questioned me, "what?" she asked with a big grin on her face. i looked over at her and my heart almost melted when i saw her looking at me like that. i let out another small laugh before replying back, "oh nothing, i've just noticed that you can't sit with both feet on the ground," and she immediately started blushing. "it's cute," i continued. this caused her to blush harder and try and conceal the smile tugging at her lips.

she looked back up at me, "oh so that's why i always catch you staring at me, huh?" she asked before continuing, "because you're observing my behavior?" at this point it was my turn to blush. i nodded my head a bit, "and other reasons," i said with a smirk.

y/n pov: i started to gain some confidence, and as we talked on the bench i began to tease her a bit. after she had admitted to the fact that she does in fact stare at me, i thought it would be fun to mess with her, hopefully to knock her sudden confidence off a bit. "you know, a picture would last longer," i said back and she laughed again. "well wheres the fun in that?" giving me another half smirk. i shook my head, faking disbelief at her words, "who would've thought, miss agent prentiss being such a flirt. almost worse than morgan i might add." saying with slight sacrasm in my tone. she gave me a fake hurt look, "take that back," pouting slightly. "make me," i replied.

emily pov: at that last sentence i was definitely thrown off guard. how could someone with such a soft demeanor have such a sassy, flirty side to her. when those words came out of her mouth the only thing i could do was hope the deep blush that was powdering my cheeks wasn't too obvious under the light that the sidewalk lamp was providing. she leaned closer to me and i felt the butterflies erupting again in the pit of my stomach. she was probably six inches from my face at this point before speaking again,"unless you don't want to."

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a/n: hehehehehehehhehehe slight cliffhanger to finish this chapter off!! i hope you all are enjoying this story so far!!