i think i like you // emily prentiss x reader

sixteen.

a/n: hey !

song of the chapter: girls by girl in red.

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emily pov: when i woke up in the morning, the previous night's memories came flooding back. i told her i loved her. and she said it back. i layed on y/n's chest just listening to the rhythm of her heartbeat and the slow pattern of her breathing. i felt content for the first time in a long time. i layed there before quietly untangling myself from y/n and making my way into the bathroom to shower.

i let the hot water wash over my body and just stood under the pelting drops coming from the shower head. i couldn't help but think to myself how happy i genuinely felt with y/n in my life. after everything that happened with ian doyle, i never thought i would be able to love someone again. he damaged my perception of what love was and after letting my guard down for someone who was my target, i vowed to myself that i would never let anyone get close enough to hurt me ever again.

y/n pov: when i woke up, i was unfamiliar with my surrounding but once my eyes started to adjust to the light peeking through the curtains, i was suddenly very aware of where i was. i layed there for a moment processing the fact that i had told emily i loved her, and more surprisingly that she said she loved me.

i suddenly began to get very anxious and then heard the shower running. i immediately got out of bed and started gathering my things when i heard the shower turn off. i quickly made the bed and changed back into my sweatshirt hearing emily reenter the room right as i was pulling the fabric over my head. "oh, sorry. i didn't mean to wake you," she said in a sweet tone.

 i looked at her and my heart ached at the sight. she was wearing a fitted v-neck t-shirt and a pair of jeans that hugged her body in all the right places. her hair was damp from the shower and she was barefaced, which i didn't get to see very often. i gave her a small smile, "oh, no it's okay." i said softly. she could tell i was freaking out but was doing a very good job at acting like she couldn't.

emily pov: when i got back into my bedroom, i saw that y/n had made the bed and was getting changed. i expected this from her- to panic- once she recounted the word that were exchanged last night. i walked over to her and she stepped back slightly. i was a little hurt, but i couldn't blame her, i was freaking out too; but i knew this was something we had to talk about.

i gave her a small, hurt smile and reached out for her hand. she didn't pull away which i said a silent thank you for and looked at her before speaking, "hey. i know... do you want to talk about it?" i asked and she hesitated a second before nodding slightly, unconfident in her own actions.

she looked really scared but i spoke my mind anyways, "i meant what i said." she shook her head before hesitantly responding, "me too." i smiled and she gave me a half hearted one in response before speaking again, "i'm just scared to let someone in again..." she trailed off and even though i knew that statement was coming, it still broke me a little bit. "i know," i said and she looked at me expectantly before i continued, "but like i told you, i'm willing to do whatever it takes to break down every last wall you have up. i'm not gonna let you push me away."

y/n pov: i knew what emily was saying was true. she made it very obvious that she did in fact care a lot about me, and continued to prove it every day. i smiled at her and even though i was still waiting for that ball to drop, i didn't want to live in that shadow of fear that was cast over my perception of love.