A/n: I have suddenly fallen in love with Emily/JJ stories, so I thought I'd write one. Maybe it'll be a cute fluffy one-shot, unless people read this and think there should be a point to the story which (obviously, if you've read any of my other stories) will include people getting hurt/ (physically and emotionally), some heart breaks, some romance, some unsubs, and some humour. (No. I'm not British. Yes. I spelt 'humor' with a 'u'. I like it better that way.) Also, rated M for 'sexuality…' I mean, they're kissing, but…i don't know. :)
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"Hey, Em?" I heard a sweet, soft voice whisper. I looked right next to me, at the beautiful blonde woman, with the sparkling blue eyes, the soft, pink lips, and the porcelain skin.
"Yeah, Jen?" I responded. I smile as she tucked a piece of my straight, dark brown hair behind my ear, so she could see my face better. She smiled for a moment as well.
"Your hair is getting back to that beautiful dark color it used to be," She said sweetly, not returning to her previous thought.
I had had to dye my hair a honey color when I went into hiding from Doyle. I knew it had been hard on JJ to have to lie about where I was to the team, her friends. She had to tell them I was dead, when really, I was hiding in Europe. I knew, besides that, that it had been difficult for her, as difficult as it had been for me, because we were in love. When I came home, I had promised that I would make it up to her if it was the last thing I ever did. I wasn't about to break that promise.
"I like it better than the lighter color," I said nodding.
"I like you no matter what," She whispered. I smiled. I slid a little closer to her, fixing the blankets so we were still covered and warm.
She kissed my neck. It sent shivers down my spine. Then she continued, place soft, gentle kisses up my neck, leaving a tingling feeling as she kissed.
So then I kissed her. I kissed her chin, I kissed her forehead, I kissed the tip of her nose, and then slowly, but meaningfully, I kissed her lips. At first it was a peck, but then she and I both leaned back in for more. Her tongue beckoned for entrance through my lips, which I allowed. She broke away after a moment and I couldn't help but smile.
"What?" She asked when she saw me smile.
"I don't know…I think you're beautiful," I said shrugging.
"I think you are, too," She said shrugging back. She nestled her head into the crook of my neck. I wrapped my hands around her waist and she closed her eyes.
I closed mine too, and murmured, "I love you, Jennifer."
"I love you, too, Emily," She mumbled as we fell asleep together, keeping each other safe and warm, something I had missed for so long when I was away in Europe. The warmth I felt with her, I had never felt before. Not when I was with John Cooley, an old boy friend of mine, with whom I got pregnant. Not when I was with Doyle. How could I? That relationship wasn't real. I wasn't Emily. I was Lauren. Other than that, I had never gotten intimately close to someone like this. I was honestly too afraid.
JJ was different though. She made me feel happy, okay with who i was and what i had done, safe, warm, and loved. It was the best feeling in the world, and everyday, I tried my best to make her feel the same.
