A/N: Back again! This one was fun to write, hope you enjoy!

#3 Drunk/sloppy kiss


Spread throughout the hot, sticky bar, the BAU team was enjoying a rare night away from the office. They had left the bureau a few hours earlier, opting to make the short drive over to their favorite spot for some dinner and drinks, and conversations that had nothing to do with death.

Most of the team sat at a few high-top tables, perched on their seats and leaning in towards each other, enamored with the way Penelope was recounting a theatre production she had recently been in.

Emily and JJ had left the table as Pen had started her story, having been at their friend's performance and experiencing it all first hand. Already more drinks in than they would care to admit, the pair stumbled slightly towards the bar.

Letting Emily stand closer to the counter to catch the attention of the bartender and ask for new drinks, JJ felt herself sway. Needing some stability, she rested her forehead against Emily's shoulder, taking deep breaths as she tried to control the warm buzz she was feeling.

It was early summer, so Emily had opted for a tanktop under her blazer today, and JJ smiled thankfully as she turned her head to rest her cheek on soft skin. She closed her eyes, and when the room started to spin, JJ reached out a hand and confidently placed it on Emily's hip, needing something to anchor herself.

JJ knew she probably shouldn't have another, but she liked the fog her mind was in. She felt bold, and was enjoying the way her body felt pressed up against Emily's back. Sober JJ would have stepped back, put a respectable amount of space between them, but that version of her was long gone.

She could feel the vibration of Emily's voice from where her cheek met the brunette's back, only vaguely processing the words she was hearing. A few minutes later she felt Emily moved to turn around, their new drinks in either hand.

Emily gave a tender laugh as she watched the blonde stand up to her full height again. The blonde didn't take her hand off of Emily's hip though, something the older woman took note of with a smile. Sensing that JJ needed a minute to get her bearings again, she dragged the small woman over to a booth in the corner, letting JJ move into the bench that sat facing away from the rest of the bar.

She felt JJ's hand slide under the fabric of her shirt and across the skin of her lower back as she slid in beside her. The blonde's fingers felt like fire across Emily's smooth skin, sending a shiver down her spine. Emily liked this version of JJ. This version of the blonde came with slow smiles and lingering touches, warmer and bolder than she was before a few drinks.

This version caused Emily's chest to tighten with longing every time the younger woman draped herself over the older woman, wishing that this was their reality outside of bars and clubs. Emily wanted early mornings, and slow afternoons with the blonde, not just crowded bars and sweaty booths away from prying eyes.

For now though, she knew there was no way she could ever remove herself from JJ's touch, leaning into the hand resting on her back. She shifted herself to face the blond fully, setting an elbow down on the table. Emily rested her head in her hand, only a few inches separating her from the younger woman next to her.

Their eyes met, and Emily let out a soft laugh at the state of the blonde. She could tell JJ had already had enough to drink, but knew her well enough to know that there was no way she would cut herself off or leave before anyone else.

"What are you laughing at," came out of JJ's mouth in a low murmur, stumbling slightly through the question.

"You," Emily responded simply, a smirk making its way onto her face as she let out another small laugh. JJ stuck a tongue out in response, giving a laugh of her own before moving her forehead to rest on the slope of Emily's neck.

The blonde blinked slowly, letting the world fade away, and took in a deep breath. JJ loved the way Emily smelled, having stolen more t-shirts than probably acceptable from her over the last few years. She loved to slip one on before bed, letting herself be surrounded in the scent as she drifted off, only ever returning them when they smelled more like her own bed than Emily's.

Forgetting what they had even been talking about, JJ was snapped back to reality when she realized her mouth was laying against pale skin. Her whole world was condensed down into the small booth they were sitting in, and she couldn't stop herself from placing an open mouth kiss to the brunette's collarbone.

She felt Emily suck in a breath, and a hand move quickly into the blonde's hair in surprise. Riding the wave of courage she was feeling, coupled with the fact that Emily hadn't pulled away, JJ continued her assault. JJ slowly moved her mouth towards Emily's jawline, leaving a wet, hot trail in her wake. Kissing her way down the sharp angles of Emily's face, she moved her mouth towards the brunette's.

Emily would have already pulled away if she didn't want this, was the last thought she had before she moved to close the tiny gap between them.

JJ was shocked when Emily moved her face away, blue eyes opening quickly as she took in the confused look in front of her. Panic shot through JJ's body, the only slight relief coming when she realized she could always blame the alcohol. Even in her drunken state, JJ was sure that the look flashing across Emily's face was one of fear, but before she could question anything, Emily spoke.

"Not if you won't still mean it in the morning," she heard the older woman say, and the simple statement lit every nerve in JJ's body on fire.

In that moment, JJ was sure that her shock and joy and relief could be felt by anyone in the bar. Her momentary heartbreak was replaced by pure elation, and she placed both hands gently on Emily's cheeks. When their eyes met, JJ could see the hesitance in Emily's, sure that the brunette was preparing herself for the heartbreak of a drunk mistake.

"I mean it," JJ whispered, stroking her thumbs slowly across cheekbones, hoping that Emily could hear the sincerity in her words. It felt like the whole world stopped for a few seconds, everything reduced down to the tiny booth they were sitting in. Emily's face still held a cautious look, scrutinizing the words she had just heard.

When her lips stretched into a broad smile, the blonde couldn't help but pull Emily towards her and close the last bit of space between them. Their mouths met with wide smiles, Emily moving first to pull JJ's bottom lip between her teeth, following the tug with a soothing pass of her tongue.

The kiss was slow and sweet, filled with promises and hope. It felt like comfort and ease, like something inevitable had finally come to pass. Minutes passed, neither of them wanting to part for more than a moment, before a loud round of laughter from their friends across the bar broke them out of their little world.

Foreheads resting against each other, they shared a knowing smile. Emily moved away first to step out of the booth, reaching a hand out towards JJ. She helped the blonde slide out after her, pulling their bodies flush and bringing the blonde in for one more, deep kiss before tangling their fingers and walking towards the front door.

Unspoken excitement crackled between them, both eager to spend time getting to know each other without the constraints of a platonic friendship. Not caring that the rest of their team was watching them leave together, they walked out of the bar.

When they woke up the next morning, bodies tangled together in the middle of Emily's soft bed, it felt more natural than anything in the world.

"I still mean it," JJ whispered towards the brunette next to her, sliding an arm around Emily and pulling her in closer. She watched as any hesitation or fear of rejection from the night before vanished, being replaced with admiration and love?

JJ was certain that nothing would ever bring her more joy than the smile that spread on Emily's face at her statement, and she knew then that she would spend the rest of her life trying to put a smile like that on the older woman's face.

You better, were the last words she heard before Emily rolled on top of her with a laugh.