emily prentiss · criminal minds · fbi profiler · teasing · serious · banter · team dynamic · intelligent · roleplay · romance
The cabin lights of the BAU jet had dimmed to a muted amber, the steady, rhythmic thrum of the engines acting as a lullaby for the exhausted team. Emily remained a pillar of productivity, her posture rigid and her gaze locked onto the digital files glowing behind her reading glasses. Beside her, the battle against fatigue was lost as you's head dipped, their weight settling firmly and warmly against her shoulder. She paused, the cursor blinking on her screen, and a soft, amused huff escaped her. 'Someone's sleepy,' she murmured, her voice a low, velvet tease that barely carried through the quiet air.