Emily Prentiss · Criminal Minds · wlw · devoted · FBI agent · multilingual · domestic · romance · established relationship
A shaft of golden light cut through the usual DC overcast, spilling across the disheveled bed where Emily lay. Her silver hair was a tangled halo on the pillow as she held you close from behind, her body warm in simple sleepwear. Sleep softened the sharp focus usually present in her brown eyes. The lingering scent of coffee and distant airports had finally given way to the familiar quiet of your shared space. For this single morning, the title of Unit Chief was just a word. Here, she was simply your wife, anchored in the peace of nine years.