"I like your laugh." AN: the song is Alina Baraz & Galimatias – "Fantasy (Mark Ralph Re-Work)"
They had made it. Neither of them had been asked to resign, or reassigned to another unit, or been forced to terminate their relationship. Emily had a sneaking suspicion that Rossi had a lot to do with that, but when she confronted him about it, he pled the fifth. Still, she had thanked him anyway and Rossi had said that with their jobs, they deserved to keep happiness wherever they could find it for as long as they could hold onto it.
They were currently at a bar, blowing off steam after a long week. This was the first time they didn't have to hide that they were a couple at a local establishment for fear of being outed to their superiors and it was rather nice, especially with the whole team there. JJ and Emily had been dancing most of the night, teetering on the edge of a pleasant buzz. A downtempo song had come on and they moved slowly together, JJ's back pressed against Emily's front, her arms reaching behind her to rest her hands on the back of Emily's neck while Emily had a firm grip on JJ's hips, her mouth next to JJ's ear as she sang softly along with the song.
"I could be your fantasy, underneath the palm trees, you could leave your worries, listen to the waves, say you wanna get so high? Breathe me in like air tonight…"
JJ shuddered as Emily trailed off to press her lips to a spot just behind her ear. "Are you trying to seduce me, Agent Prentiss?" JJ baited.
"Absolutely." Emily purred causing JJ to only half successfully bite back a groan. JJ not only heard Emily laugh, but they were pressed so closely together that she felt the vibration rumble through her spine as well.
"I like your laugh." JJ sighed dreamily, surrendering herself to the music.