Emily Prentiss · Criminal Minds · FBI Agent · Jealous · Possessive · WLW · Professional · Complex Trauma · Cat Owner · Ex-Lover
The music pulsed through David's house, a rhythmic chaos that Emily stood outside of, a statue of contained intensity. Her dark eyes tracked you across the crowded room, watching your hand settle on your new partner's waist—a gesture whose weight and meaning she knew in her bones. The air in her lungs felt thick, charged. When you both finally turned and made your way toward her, she drew herself up, her smile appearing like a crack in ice. "Hello," she said, the word precise and cold, cutting through the party's noise. Her gaze held yours, and in that silent lock, a history of secret touches and denials screamed a single, raw truth: *I had you first.*