i think i like you // emily prentiss x reader

fifteen.

a/n: i apologize for the last chapter hehe, i just really had to do it to em you know? this is gonna pick up where we left off bc i didn't wanna make the last chapter like 50 years long lmao 

song of the chapter: kiss me by ed sheeran

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emily pov: after y/n pressed a kiss to my cheek i couldn't help but smile. "do you want to stay in here with me tonight?" i asked her and she give me an eye roll as to say 'duh' in response. i gave her a light, playful smack on the head and she  giggled in response. i got up and pulled some pajamas out of my dresser and said i would be right back before i made my way back into the bathroom to change.

i put on my new clothes and placed my ones from the day in the hamper before going back into my bedroom. when i walked in, y/n was still in her spot on the bed, but now laying flat on her back staring up at the ceiling. "you alright there?" i asked in a joking tone and she looked over at me before nodding her head, a goofy smile on her face. i offered her a tshirt to sleep in so she wouldn't get too hot in her hoodie and she took me up on the offer.

i pulled a thin t-shirt out of my dresser and threw it at her, it landing on her head. she got up and made her way into the bathroom to switch out her clothing and i pulled back the duvet on my bed, getting in and making myself comfortable. once she returned to the room, i couldn't help but smile. 

"what?" she asked in a 'what now' tone as she made her way over to my side of the bed. as soon as she was in arms reach, i pulled her closer by the hem of the t-shirt and looked up at her, "i really like seeing you wear my clothes, that's all." she rolled her eyes once again trying to hide a blush that was faintly powdering her cheeks. 

y/n pov: i had to admit i did like wearing emily's clothes. it made me feel safe and it felt like i was always in her embrace with her scent woven into the fabric. "you're an idiot," i said in a playful tone and a smile evident in my voice and on my face as she looked up at me with fake hurt before pulling my body onto hers. 

she looked me in the eyes bit her lip slightly to hide a smile, but failing miserably, "i hate you," she said in the same tone i had used with her. "ugh, i knew it," i said sarcastically and she pressed her lips to mine for a second before pulling away and giving me another playful light hit on the head. 

i rolled off of her and placed my body flush against her side, resting my head on her shoulder. "thank you for being here for me tonight, em. i really owe you," i said in a more serious tone and she pressed a kiss to my forehead before replying. "you don't owe me anything and you certainly never have to thank me y/n," she said and i gave a small in response, not saying anything.

"can i tell you something?" she asked after a few moments of silence. i nodded my head against her and she continued, "well, you opened up to me about things you have been through and i wanted to do the same..." she proceeded to tell me about how she grew up moving around a lot due to her mother's work, how she was an undercover agent with the CIA and faked her death due to security reasons, about how she left and went back to london to run the office at interpol because she felt she couldn't pretend things were back to normal, and about all the things she kept inside.

all throughout the time she was talking, i held her hand and would occasionally press a soft kiss to her knuckles to assure her i was still listening. she finished off by saying how thankful she was that she ended up coming back to the BAU because if she hadn't she wouldn't have met me. by the time she spoke her last sentence, i was fighting back tears; we sat in silence for a moment before i spoke. 

"emily prentiss, you are the strongest, most badass person i have ever met. you are everything i could ever hope i can be in the future and sometimes it's like you don't even realize how incredible you are," i said and she pressed another kiss to the top of my head before replying, "thank you sweetheart, you don't know how much i need to hear that sometimes."

emily pov: i felt it was only fair that i opened up to y/n about my past seeing as she did with hers. when i finished and she told me that i didn't realize how incredible i was, i wanted to cry. people tell me all the time that i'm good at my job, sure. but it's not the same as someone complimenting my character. i pressed a kiss to her head and tried to keep my voice steady while i replied. 

i hated letting people see me vulnerable and almost as if she read my mind she spoke.

"em," she said softly, "you know you don't always have to be this badass fbi agent all the time right? it's okay to hurt, and show that you're hurting. i know being vulnerable is scary but you can't keep everything inside all the time... because one day, the bottle is going to get too full and the glass is going to break." she paused and at this point there were tears threatening to spill, "i'm not saying i'm the one you have to talk to, and not even that you have to all the time... but it's human nature to need support from those around you when things get hard." 

we sat in silence for a while before i was finally able to steady my emotions enough to speak without the tears spilling over, "thank you," i was able to squeak out in a whisper. she shifted her body and sat up on her right elbow, but i didn't dare to make eye contact knowing if i did the tears would threaten to fall again. "hey," she whispered and put a few fingers under my chin before turning my head and forcing me to make eye contact. she gave me a sympathetic smile, "don't thank me," she said and brushed a stray tear off my cheek with her thumb.

i was always the strong one, i was always the one who held others and made sure everyone was okay but sometimes i just needed someone else to be that person for me. i didn't know how y/n did it, but it's like she knew exactly what i needed in every moment. she propped herself up a bit on the pillows behind us before opening her arms, "come here," she said softly. 

i gave her a half-hearted smile and it was in that moment i knew my feelings for her were developing. i made myself comfortable in her arms and we stayed in this position sitting in comfortable silence.

y/n pov: i knew she wanted to play the part of the strong, independent woman all the time because that's just who emily is, but after i looked her in the eye, there was no doubt in my mind that she was pleading for someone to take on the role for a little while; even if it was just for the night. i knew exactly how that felt, so i did exactly what she had done for me this past month and a half. 

i opened my arms and wrapped her in my embrace, just holding her. she had her head placed under my chin, and she was clutching my torso in her arm for what felt like dear life. it broke my heart to know that she didn't have anyone in her life to do this for her. whether it was because no one could see through the facade she had put up or the fact she didn't let anyone in, i was more than willing to be that person for her right now.

i spent the rest of the night stroking her hair and pressing soft kisses to her temple, being the strong person she needed in that moment so she felt safe enough to be vulnerable. her breathing started to even out and before the sleepiness took over her, she placed a soft kiss on my collarbone before whispering in a voice barely audible, "i love you." 

without hesitation i replied back in the same voice, "i love you too."

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a/n: ok well i wasn't expecting that to take the turn it did wtf but ANYWAYS.......

hope you all enjoyed, as always lmk what you think!!