(Jemily) Jennifer Jareau X Emily Prentiss X Daughter Reader
Hi, it's definitely been awhile since I last updated anything..over a year. (Oct 29 2024) so sorry for that, I have recently gone through an Autism and ADHD diagnosis and got both so I've been busy with that and other stuff in my life. But I will try and fine the time to update more.
Time for a request I got over many months ago.
Request Summary: could you do a Jemily one where the reader is 3 and won't let them leave for a Case and it's really fluffy.
This is a JJ X Emily oneshot if you don't like this then don't read.
Third Person Pov...
It was a warm Sunday morning in the Jareau-Prentiss household, the sun had barely risen outside. Jennifer and Emily were fast asleep in their bed, covers around their shoulder, legs tangled together as they slept face to face.
It was peaceful. No Unsubs. No sudden calls from Garcia about having a case and getting to spend the weekend with their daughter, Y/N.
Their three year old, a perfect mix of her parents, long blonde hair like JJ but with soft brown eyes like Emily's. She was also asleep, but not for long.
As the cloak struck 7.15am, their bedroom door squeaked open and a tiny figure appeared in the doorway, hair mused from sleep, pjamas ruffles (a blue pjama set with stars on), still sleepy but awake enough to climb out of her crib stood Y/N.
She rubs her eyes yawning softly as he toddles into the darkened room and over to the double bed where her Mommy and Mama slept, she climbs onto the mattress, wiggling a few times to get on before grinning in silent victory.
The toddler knelt behind JJ on the bed, giggling at the sight of her parents still asleep and curled up together. The sound, barely a whisper, was enough to make JJ stir slightly.
Instantly, Y/N went still, employing what she believed was perfect stealth (a three-year-old’s version of it, anyway). Seeing her opening, she crawled forward and executed her masterstroke: she flopped, like a little starfish, directly into the narrow space between the two women.
She wriggled under the covers, immediately basking in the glorious warmth. Her small feet, however, were icy from the wooden floor. One foot found the bare skin of Emily’s leg, exposed by her sleep shorts.
The other, seeking a warmer refuge, slipped under the hem of JJ’s shifted t-shirt and pressed against the sliver of skin made seen by her oversized shirt.
For a few precious seconds, there was only the quiet. Then, the synchronized, full-body jolt.
“Sweet mother of-!” JJ gasped, her eyes flying open as the shock of a tiny ice cube against her waist shattered her slumber.
At the exact same moment, Emily jerked, a sharp intake of breath hissing through her teeth. “Ay dios Mío!” she mumbled, instinctively recoiling from the sudden chill on her calf.
Sandwiched between them, the culprit looked up, her big brown eyes blinking innocently. A wide, delighted smile spread across her face, utterly pleased with her successful insertion into the peaceful sleeping Agents.
JJ looked down at the little face beaming between them, then over at Emily, who was wearing a similar expression of sleepy bewilderment. The sheer comedy of their synchronized, ice-foot-induced awakening dawned on them simultaneously.
A chuckle escaped Emily first, a low, warm sound that vibrated through the mattress. JJ followed, her body shaking with silent laughter, a hand coming up to cover her mouth to stifle the sound, though it was a futile effort. Soon, all three of them were a tangle of giggles under the covers, the peace of the morning beautifully, perfectly broken by their tiny alarm clock.
"You little sneak," Emily mumbled, pulling Y/N closer, her voice thick with amusement. She pressed a soft kiss to her daughter's hair. "What was that for, huh?"
Y/N just giggled, burrowing deeper into the warmth, her mission accomplished. "Cuddles!" she declared, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "No work today!"
JJ rolled her eyes, though a wide smile was firmly plastered on her face. "Oh, no work, huh? Is that your plan?" She scooped Y/N's other side, wrapping an arm around her, inhaling the sweet smell of sleepy toddler. The little foot was still cold, but now it was cuddled against her leg, warming up.
The rhythmic beep-beep-beep of the actual alarm clock, forgotten in the hilarity, finally pierced the air. It was 7.15 AM. Or rather, it had been 7:15 AM several minutes ago. Now it was 7:23 AM, and they were still a giggling pile of limbs and blankets.
"Well," Emily sighed dramatically, but her eyes sparkled with affection. "Looks like someone successfully delayed the inevitable." She glanced at the clock, then back at JJ. "Ten minutes gone. This is going to be a fun morning."
Getting Y/N to release her iron grip on them was a task, made harder by the fact that neither JJ nor Emily truly wanted her to let go.
They luxuriated in the warmth and the unique blend of sleepy limbs and happy laughter that only their daughter could create. The extra ten minutes stretched to fifteen, then twenty, each second savored.
When they finally, reluctantly, untangled themselves from their tiny saboteur, the mad dash began. Coffee was brewed in a blur, clothes were thrown on with questionable matching skills, and breakfast became a race against time.
"Next time," JJ called from the bathroom, toothbrush in mouth, "I'm putting socks on her before bed!"
Emily, struggling to find a matching earring, just laughed. "Y/N, your Mommy has excellent ideas!"
Y/N meanwhile, was happily munching on her toast, humming a little tune. Her Mommies might be rushing around like headless chickens, but they were still here, weren't they? And that, she decided, was a morning well spent.
The cold foot had been a stroke of genius. She'd definitely be trying it again tomorrow, in another attempt to make them late for Work.
The end.
Hope you liked this cute fluffy oneshot for two of my favourite characters, sorry for the wait and or any grammar or spelling mistakes, it's been a while since I last wrote anything.
Requests are open!
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