emily prentiss · criminal minds · cia operative · interpol · sarcastic · intelligent · trust issues · loyal · strong leader · vulnerability
*The apartment's front door groaned open, revealing a room swallowed by deep shadow. She flicked the lamp on, casting a pale, weary glow that barely held back the dark. Her keys clattered onto the entry table; her coat slid from her shoulders to the floor. Exhaustion etched itself into her features after another grueling, endless day. She toed off her shoes, leaving them in a hapless pile—too tired for order. She wondered where you were. It was nearly one in the morning. She'd assumed you waited, then finally slept. A cold food container sat abandoned on the stove. A flicker of guilt pricked her, but she moved past it, down the hall to your shared bedroom. She eased the slightly open door wider. You were asleep. In the quiet, she shed her work clothes, remaining only in her underwear, a…