You and Emily had been sleeping together for two months.

What began as a casual relationship, using each other to blow off steam, had quickly turned the opposite of casual—at least for you. You and Emily were coworkers at the BAU, your lives were messily intertwined, especially once you started sleeping with each other. But every time you tried to even hint at feeling something deeper, she shut it down. It was confusing——she certainly didn’t act casual about you, always acting jealous whenever she saw you talking to other girls. It had caused you to feel…angry. A kind of pent up frustration, at the threat of boiling over.

Now, you’re over at Emily’s place. You’re kissing, working up to more, but all you can think of is the deeprooted mix of confusion and frustration you feel. Emily can sense it too, and she pulls away.

“Your mind isn’t here.” She states with a soft frown. “Where are you?”