Drabbletag #6 | Criminal Minds: Emily Prentiss/JJ Jareau
Author: madampresident
Prompts: Criminal Minds: Emily/JJ - Obsession - requested by charmingregal
Criminal Minds: Emily/JJ - toxic - requested by charmingregal
Criminal Minds: JJ/Emily - gag - requested by charmingregal
Criminal Minds: Emily/JJ - fuzzy slippers - requested by fresh_brainss from D5
Criminal Minds: Emily/JJ - gunplay - requested by swan_secrets from D5
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Emily Prentiss/JJ Jareau
JJ sympathizes with the sentiment. She understands that obsession, the case that eats at you until you solve it. Unfortunately, she also understands that not every case gets solved and that horrible sinking feeling that comes with having to leave. She understands the boxes of photocopied records that go home and get obsessed over.
JJ hates what it's doing to Emily. Emily, who's usually quick with a snarky comment and a wry smile, looks drawn and exhausted.
Emily looks up and JJ looks away. Emily is trained to feel the eyes on her and JJ doesn't want to stress her out anymore. JJ looks back up at her and gives her a sympathetic smile. Emily's brow softens and gives JJ a small smile in return.
For the moment, her heart swells at being able to remove a little of the weight from Emily's shoulders and see a genuine smile, however small, grace her lips.
"Sometimes it feels like this job is toxic..." Emily groaned. "How am I supposed to meet people and trust people after this job? It just... poisons everything."
JJ shrugged in commiseration.
"You're lucky. You found a good one."
JJ nodded, watching Emily pace.
"I just want to make a connection with someone, you know?" Emily sighed.
JJ stood up and crossed to her. Emily tilted her head questioningly. JJ cupped the back of Emily's head and captured her lips.
JJ pulled back, "is this okay?"
Emily nodded helplessly and JJ's lips descended again. She pushed Emily back against the wall of Emily's kitchen; Emily held JJ tightly around the waist, deepening the kiss.
The kiss broke breathlessly. Both women panted, watching the other's face. JJ cleared her throat. "We, uh..."
Emily bit her bottom lip. "I have some stuff to do, so..."
"Yeah, me too." JJ nodded, stepping back, smoothing out her clothes. "See you at work tomorrow?"
"Yup." Emily agreed.
The front door closed behind JJ and Emily let out a breath and then chuckled incredulously. "What just happened...?"
"Maybe we should just sleep together." JJ said suddenly.
Emily almost gagged on her salad. She cleared her throat and wiped her mouth. "Excuse me?"
"Well, we have all this sexual tension between us and maybe if we just scratch the itch it'll go away."
"You're married..." Emily insisted, "I mean, that's the whole reason..."
"I know, I know." JJ sighed, setting down her fork. "But I can't stop thinking about you. I just feel like we have to see what happens. You're my best friend and I don't want to stop seeing you and neither of us wants to get a different job."
"I can't say I haven't thought about it." Emily admitted softly. "A lot. I've had relationships with women before - mostly in Europe. You're my best friend too."
"We owe it to our friendship to explore this before it becomes a problem. I think we - "
"Hey!" Garcia grinned, walking up to them. "Fancy running into you guys here! Room for one more? Make this an official girls night?"
"Of course." JJ and Emily said together. They caught each other's eye and blushed a little before returning their focus to Garcia who did not appear to notice.
(http://femslash100.livejournal.com/1154457.html from drabbletag5)
"At some point we have to make a change." Emily said, handing JJ a hot cup of coffee.
"I know." JJ nodded, tucking her bunny slipper sheathed feet underneath her. "And I feel a little guilty but... I'm just happy."
Emily smiled, "I'm happy too. The team caught on that I'm seeing someone... how long till they figure out it's you?"
JJ's fingertips teased the hem of Emily's pyjama shorts. Emily groaned and shifted. "I love these mornings with you. The only way it would be more perfect is if Henry were here."
"What are you saying?"
"I mean, I love Will but... I love you, Emily." JJ admitted.
"That doesn't exactly uncomplicate anything." Emily whispered.
"Does that mean you don't love me?"
Emily shook her head. "No."
(http://femslash100.livejournal.com/1154457.html from drabbletag5)
The sudden loud pops of a firing gun resounded through the room, the sound of the bullets tearing through a paper target followed. Once the clip was emptied Emily lowered her gun and pressed the button to bring the target to her.
Emily and JJ both pulled off their ear protection as JJ leaned into Emily's booth at the firing range and whistled, "beautiful grouping..."
"Thanks." Emily grinned.
JJ leaned in even closer. "Did anyone ever tell you that your shooting stance is really sexy?" She whispered.
"I think you've mentioned it." Emily chuckled. She pulled the target down. "Think my mom would put it up on the fridge if I send it to her?"
JJ laughed, fingertips brushing the small of Emily's back as Emily put up a new target.
Derek hovered in the doorway and turned around, going back up the stairs before JJ was able to turn around.
Prompts: Criminal Minds: Emily/JJ - Obsession - requested by charmingregal
Criminal Minds: Emily/JJ - toxic - requested by charmingregal
Criminal Minds: JJ/Emily - gag - requested by charmingregal
Criminal Minds: Emily/JJ - fuzzy slippers - requested by fresh_brainss from D5
Criminal Minds: Emily/JJ - gunplay - requested by swan_secrets from D5
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Emily Prentiss/JJ Jareau
JJ sympathizes with the sentiment. She understands that obsession, the case that eats at you until you solve it. Unfortunately, she also understands that not every case gets solved and that horrible sinking feeling that comes with having to leave. She understands the boxes of photocopied records that go home and get obsessed over.
JJ hates what it's doing to Emily. Emily, who's usually quick with a snarky comment and a wry smile, looks drawn and exhausted.
Emily looks up and JJ looks away. Emily is trained to feel the eyes on her and JJ doesn't want to stress her out anymore. JJ looks back up at her and gives her a sympathetic smile. Emily's brow softens and gives JJ a small smile in return.
For the moment, her heart swells at being able to remove a little of the weight from Emily's shoulders and see a genuine smile, however small, grace her lips.
"Sometimes it feels like this job is toxic..." Emily groaned. "How am I supposed to meet people and trust people after this job? It just... poisons everything."
JJ shrugged in commiseration.
"You're lucky. You found a good one."
JJ nodded, watching Emily pace.
"I just want to make a connection with someone, you know?" Emily sighed.
JJ stood up and crossed to her. Emily tilted her head questioningly. JJ cupped the back of Emily's head and captured her lips.
JJ pulled back, "is this okay?"
Emily nodded helplessly and JJ's lips descended again. She pushed Emily back against the wall of Emily's kitchen; Emily held JJ tightly around the waist, deepening the kiss.
The kiss broke breathlessly. Both women panted, watching the other's face. JJ cleared her throat. "We, uh..."
Emily bit her bottom lip. "I have some stuff to do, so..."
"Yeah, me too." JJ nodded, stepping back, smoothing out her clothes. "See you at work tomorrow?"
"Yup." Emily agreed.
The front door closed behind JJ and Emily let out a breath and then chuckled incredulously. "What just happened...?"
"Maybe we should just sleep together." JJ said suddenly.
Emily almost gagged on her salad. She cleared her throat and wiped her mouth. "Excuse me?"
"Well, we have all this sexual tension between us and maybe if we just scratch the itch it'll go away."
"You're married..." Emily insisted, "I mean, that's the whole reason..."
"I know, I know." JJ sighed, setting down her fork. "But I can't stop thinking about you. I just feel like we have to see what happens. You're my best friend and I don't want to stop seeing you and neither of us wants to get a different job."
"I can't say I haven't thought about it." Emily admitted softly. "A lot. I've had relationships with women before - mostly in Europe. You're my best friend too."
"We owe it to our friendship to explore this before it becomes a problem. I think we - "
"Hey!" Garcia grinned, walking up to them. "Fancy running into you guys here! Room for one more? Make this an official girls night?"
"Of course." JJ and Emily said together. They caught each other's eye and blushed a little before returning their focus to Garcia who did not appear to notice.
(http://femslash100.livejournal.com/1154457.html from drabbletag5)
"At some point we have to make a change." Emily said, handing JJ a hot cup of coffee.
"I know." JJ nodded, tucking her bunny slipper sheathed feet underneath her. "And I feel a little guilty but... I'm just happy."
Emily smiled, "I'm happy too. The team caught on that I'm seeing someone... how long till they figure out it's you?"
JJ's fingertips teased the hem of Emily's pyjama shorts. Emily groaned and shifted. "I love these mornings with you. The only way it would be more perfect is if Henry were here."
"What are you saying?"
"I mean, I love Will but... I love you, Emily." JJ admitted.
"That doesn't exactly uncomplicate anything." Emily whispered.
"Does that mean you don't love me?"
Emily shook her head. "No."
(http://femslash100.livejournal.com/1154457.html from drabbletag5)
The sudden loud pops of a firing gun resounded through the room, the sound of the bullets tearing through a paper target followed. Once the clip was emptied Emily lowered her gun and pressed the button to bring the target to her.
Emily and JJ both pulled off their ear protection as JJ leaned into Emily's booth at the firing range and whistled, "beautiful grouping..."
"Thanks." Emily grinned.
JJ leaned in even closer. "Did anyone ever tell you that your shooting stance is really sexy?" She whispered.
"I think you've mentioned it." Emily chuckled. She pulled the target down. "Think my mom would put it up on the fridge if I send it to her?"
JJ laughed, fingertips brushing the small of Emily's back as Emily put up a new target.
Derek hovered in the doorway and turned around, going back up the stairs before JJ was able to turn around.