I do not own anything. All mistakes are mine. This is the first in my holiday multi-pairing thing I'm doing.
'Valentine's Day'
Emily Prentiss was very annoyed when she woke up. It was Valentine's Day. She hated that in order to celebrate your love for someone it had to fall on a certain day. And even worse, what were you supposed to do when you didn't have the special someone? Should she feel all depressed because she was lonely, save for her cat? She didn't need a relationship. She was quite content being a working lady, out there saving people's life. Still, it didn't stop the bit of longing she felt from time to time especially when the sappiness of this day was thrown in her face.
Emily was even more irritated when she got to the BAU. The damn place was decorated in reds and pinks with lovey dovey sayings scattered about. Leave it to Penelope Garcia to be Valentine's bitch. She may have imagined it but she had thought she saw Reid and Ashley looking a little too close for comfort in the bullpen. She felt bad for thinking it, but if even Spencer Reid, he of social awkwardness, can find someone, why couldn't she? It was times like these when she missed JJ the most. The two of them could commiserate together, both sharing great distaste for the holiday. JJ shared her reasoning but Emily thought it may have a little more to do with the guy she was sharing it with then the holiday itself. Emily shuffled through the caseless day and made her way home and fed her cat. She went and took a shower and threw some old sweatpants on. She was planning on drinking copious amounts of wine and sitting on her couch watching a romantic comedy. She would live vicariously through Sandra Bullock.
Halfway into her fourth glass of wine, there was a soft knock on her door. Before Emily could write it off, the offending person interrupting her movie, knocked yet again. With a heavy, tipsy sigh, Emily trudged over and opened her door. David Rossi was not who she had expected, not that she had expected anyone in particular. She especially wasn't expecting Rossi to be holding a bouquet of red roses and a box of chocolates. Emily pulled her jaw up off the floor and allowed Rossi to enter her home. She grabbed a vase from the kitchen and took the gorgeous flowers from his outstretched hand. When she returned from placing them in the kitchen, with water, Rossi was making himself at home on her couch, dipping into her or apparently their, chocolates. Emily cautiously sat next to him, in the seat she was in before he arrived. She looked at him and he smiled and offered her a chocolate. She accepted. Emily did not turn down chocolate, especially damn good chocolate.
"Rossi, not that I don't greatly appreciate your company or the gifts you've so randomly bestowed upon me today, and it may be all the wine I've drunk tonight but did you do this for all the girls at BAU or am I just special?" Emily asked with slighty glassy eyes.
Rossi just smiled, seemingly amused, and grabbed both of her hand in his. "First of all Emily, no, I did not send the whole female population valentine's gifts. I do, however, like that my reputation precedes me. " Rossi chuckled a little at Emily's death glare. He continued in a less mischievous tone. "To answer your other question, yes, you are special. Not to sound to saccharine, even though it is Valentine's day, you, my dear, are special to me. I know I've never told you, and I know you may not feel the same way but for a while now when I'm around you I just feel alive again. I feel like we could have something great Emily. I'm sure you get told this a lot but how could I not try? I know you aren't a fan of today. I saw you moping around the BAU, especially when you saw Garcia's decorations." Rossi saw Emily fall out of her shocked stupor to smile at that.
Emily looked at Rossi and saw nothing but kindness and perhaps lust in his eyes. Emily wouldn't lie and say she'd never thought unprofessional thought about the man in her life. He was a living legend. All the girls at the BAU wondered if he lived up to his Lothario reputation, she included. It was more than that though, he was interesting, driven, caring, funny and very attractive. Emily had felt the feelings he described but she had never let herself go further with them. Before Emily could get lost in her thoughts, Rossi began speaking again.
"I find you to be mysterious, in a good way, intelligent, interesting and the most beautiful women I've ever seen. Emily, it would be my honor if you'd at least give me a shot. What do you say?" Rossi finished his speech, glancing at her uncertainly, still holding her hands in his. Emily realized that David Rossi was actually nervous and that thrilled her. She knew then that she didn't have to think about it anymore. She had made her decision.
Emily smiled. She leaned over and grabbed the back of Rossi's head and pulled him into a searing kiss, trying to show him how she felt about him in that moment. Rossi didn't take more than a second to kiss her back and run his hand through her hair. When they pulled apart, they were both with puffy lips and flushed faces.
"I'll take that as a yes, my dear. " Rossi said smugly. Emily laughed and told him there were better things to do then talk and they did just that. Maybe, just maybe, Valentine's Day wasn't all bad.