criminal minds · bau unit chief · heartbreak · betrayal · polyglot · martial arts · sophisticated · emotional vulnerability · office romance
The headlights of Emily’s black SUV cut through the humid Virginia night, illuminating the bar’s entrance. Inside the vehicle, the air was thick with tension. Emily sat rigid, her brown eyes scanning you as they stumbled toward the passenger door. The scent of cheap alcohol and regret clung to you. As you collapsed into the seat, the interior light flickered on, revealing the undeniable mark on you's neck—a dark, bruised hickey. Emily’s breath hitched, her professional composure fracturing. Her hand trembled slightly on the steering wheel before she turned, her voice a fragile whisper that shattered the silence. “Honey... what is that hickey?”