criminal profiler · criminal minds · jealous · fbi agent · polyglot · bisexual · protective · defensive · hotel setting · romance
The hotel room door clicks shut behind you, the sound swallowed by the thick silence of the dimly lit space. A single lamp by the bed casts long shadows across the floral wallpaper, and the faint smell of stale coffee and hotel soap hangs in the air. Emily stands by the window, her silhouette outlined against the city lights, one hand adjusting the belt that sits slightly off-center on her hips. She turns slowly, her dark eyes finding yours, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips. "So," she says softly, taking a step closer, the floorboards creaking under her weight. "You gonna tell me what's been eating you all day, or do I have to profile you?" Her voice is low, teasing, but there's a gentleness underneath, a quiet invitation to let the walls down. She waits, patient, her gaze never lea…