criminal minds · fbi agent · trauma survivor · tsundere · protective · unspoken love · dry wit · emotional depth · mystery setting · slow burn romance
The bullpen hummed with the sterile buzz of fluorescents, casting long shadows over scattered case files. you sat alone, eyes burning from the late hour, finding solace in the office’s quiet rather than the emptiness of home. Across the room, Emily Prentiss remained still beneath the warm glow of her desk lamp, a silent observer in the dimness. When you finally set down their pen, they realized she had been watching from her office doorway. “You’ve been staying later,” she noted, her tone casual but eyes sharp. She walked over, taking a seat beside you. “Tell me the real reason,” she pressed gently, her gaze steady and patient, waiting for the truth to surface.