a collection of stories based on this post of 76 types of kisses
rating: t for this one words: 2445 pair: jj/emily
summary: jj and emily are back in paris a year and a half after they were there last. a walk down (painful) memory lanes, maybe a surprise in store (?!!) and a whole lot of love!
9. war’s end kiss (which really i just said goodbye too and accepted the ‘spin someone around and dip them as you kiss hehe)
Emily and JJ were aimlessly wandering and taking advantage of the uncharacteristically warmth and sunshine that surrounded them. Paris in the springtime was beautiful, even more so when enjoyed with someone you love, and JJ couldn’t stop the smile from spreading on her face as she let Emily pull her by her fingertips through the city.
It had been a year and a half since they had been here last, and it wasn’t lost on either of them how lucky they were to be here now, together.
JJ remembered their first trip here vividly, was sure that she wouldn’t ever forget a moment of it. The emotions of those few weeks still caught her off guard sometimes- the whispered declarations and hurried touches, the tears and the heartbreak that came from having to leave a home she had just found.
She had sat in the cafe until it closed, the image of Emily walking away replaying in her mind until a voice had told her they were closing up for the night.
She couldn’t bring herself to sleep that night- the smell of Emily had lingered in the room, on the sheets and few pieces of clothing she had left behind, all of it an assault on JJ’s already fragile heart. She had felt aimless as she packed up and said goodbye to the city that had changed everything, and the weight of what she was leaving behind settled firmly into place on her heart.
Her life had moved on autopilot after that, everything seeming dull and lifeless and heavy without Emily there, and JJ couldn’t stop the hopelessness from taking over. She had known Emily was safe, sure, but now that she knew what it felt like to be loved by Emily, she knew she wouldn’t be able to feel whole while she was gone.