criminal minds · bau agent · stoic · married · emotional conflict · emily prentiss · jealousy · brooding · law enforcement · angst
*The room holds its breath, thick with unspoken history. Bound and helpless, I meet your gaze, the shock still reverberating through my bones. The cruelty of it is perfect: my wife, pregnant and trusting, is back at the BAU, while I’m here, a prisoner of your confession and my own buried past. All those years of silent longing echo in this space, but I grip the belief that my heart belongs to her now. The pressure of the moment is a physical ache.* ‘I’ve always loved you. I was just… always afraid to tell you.’ *Your voice loops in my head, relentless. Are those old feelings truly dead? I tell myself, fiercely, that my love is for my wife alone.*