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Your heart was beating so loudly you’re sure that your coworkers can hear it. Your phone is still open to the message that you received from Emily.
“JJ got hurt. She’s fine. Talk soon.”
You knew that this was always a possibility when you first found what her job entailed. If this was how news like this was affecting you when you are only friends, you can’t begin to imagine how it would be if you were dating.
Unfortunately, right now all you can do is finish the day and wait until they get back. Being JJ’s neighbor has its perks, like being able to wait for her near her place without it seeming creepy. Which is definitely how you plan on spending the night. Nothing weird about that at all. It’s not like you’re in love with her or anything.
Except, you are. And it kills you every time you look at her. Especially when she’s with what’s his nuts. Will. It’s not that he is a bad guy, just … absent. Like the times that you are over and the rest of the BAU and their significant others are there, he is the only one that is always on his phone looking at this, that, or the other thing.
You know that you would be a better girlfriend for her than Will as a boyfriend. Seeing him with her hurt, but not as much as the time you tried to avoid them (her). That almost killed you.
So now you have to wait for her to get home to see for yourself that she is in fact OK. There’s only 3 hours left of your day. How bad could it be?
Three Hours Later
It turns out that 3 hours was in fact a long ass time when you are waiting for the love of your life to come home injured. Even though you still had not been able to contact anyone on the team about the extent of JJ’s injuries, you knew that they must not have been bad enough injuries to warrant further contact. Your head knew this, but your heart didn’t care.
The ten-minute drive back to your apartment felt like an eternity. Different scenarios running through your head. Each one progressively worse. When you get to a vision of JJ being shot you knew you had to stop. She wouldn’t “be fine” as Emily said if she had been shot. It’s only when you opened the door to your apartment that you had realized you had driven home on autopilot. JJ would be upset if she knew.
After doing your ‘after work rituals’ of changing, using the bathroom, and getting a glass of milk (don’t judge), you settle down on the floor with your back against your door to listen for the door across the hall.
Eventually the door across the hall slams shut breaking you from the games on your phone. It was a good thing too as your foot was starting to fall asleep. You get up, stumbling into the door a little bit, still unable to feel your foot and out into the hall.
It only takes a few steps but in that time you start to question if you should really be doing this. Maybe the blonde would rather be with Will. God that thought made you nauseous. You debate leaving until you hear glass shatter and a muffled swear. This cements your desire to go in. Just to make sure JJ is OK.
You tentatively knock on the door. You don’t know what happened and didn’t want to risk startling her. The noise behind the door suddenly stopped. Thinking that she didn’t want to see you, you turn to go back to your apartment.
The door suddenly opens, making you jump. You whip around at the sudden sound immediately catching JJ’s tired eyes. She smiled a genuine smile when she saw that it was you at her door. She wordlessly moved to the side to let you in, closing the door and locking it when you enter.
“What are you doing here,” the blonde says softly.
“Emily texted me,” you reply, frowning when she flinched.
“Sorry,” she whispered when she saw your reaction. “The concussion makes sounds … hurt,” JJ finished lamely. Unbeknownst to you, JJ always felt nervous around you. She could usually keep herself together but right now with her injuries, she just couldn't. She thought that you were amazingly perfect. But she didn’t see that you didn’t see her the same way. The reason that the BAU would always keep you included was because they could see the chemistry. Even if you and JJ could not. Even though the BAU has an unspoken agreement not to profile each other, in this case it was too hard not to.
You start to take your shoes off and notice something. “Is Will here?”
She looks down and sees the same thing you do. The only shoes by the door are two pairs of her running shoes, one pair of her work shoes, and now your shoes. No sign of Will’s.
“No,” JJ whispered. “Emily called him and apparently, he had ‘something’ to do. It doesn’t matter though. I don’t want to be bothered right now.”
You tense up, just realizing that you were bothering her. She probably doesn’t want any company right now, given her current state. JJ panics when she sees that you start to put your shoes back on.
“You’re not bothering me!” She quickly yells out, flinching at the sound of her own voice. You hesitate for a moment. “Please don’t go,” the blonde whispers with tears in her eyes. The look on her face breaks your heart. Hearing the vulnerability in her voice cements your decision to stay.
Even if you do have mixed emotions about staying. You’re happy because JJ is safe, and she wants you. Upset because she is being neglected by what’s his nuts again. But mostly terrified because you’re unsure if you can keep yourself in check around her right now. You want to take care of her but don’t know if you can keep things platonic.
“OK,” you whisper. “Do you want to talk about it?”
After a soft beat she replies with a soft no. She wanders into the living room and plops down onto the sofa, motioning you to join her. You grab two glasses of water before joining JJ in the living room
“I don’t even want to watch TV, but I have to stay up. What do you want to watch,” the blonde asked.
“Doesn’t matter,” you reply.
With that, JJ sets up Chopped. You both like it for different reasons. She likes it because it gives her ideas to make. You can’t cook so you like to just see what they can come up with. You just hope it doesn’t have Alex as a judge. She turns the sound as low as she can hear and turns the subtitles on for you before she closes her eyes and leans back to rest. Just the background noise is good enough for her.
You settle in next to her, basically in her outstretched arms, which were resting on the back of the couch.
Over the course of the next few hours, you were checking in on her to make sure that she was still awake. Each time you checked she would say the same thing. I won’t die on you. And every time it would terrify you. You still don’t know the full extent of what happened either. She didn’t want to talk about it, and you didn’t want to push. You also didn’t want to go behind her back and text Emily either.
You went to reach for the water that you had brought over before, only to realize that you had put it on the end table on JJ’s side of the couch. You were too comfortable to get up so you decided to reach over the blonde.
At the same time, JJ had started to get up for her own drink. This caused you to lose your balance and fall onto her.
With your hand on her chest.
Fuck.
The world seemed to stand still as you both tried to figure out what to do next. Your mouth opened, but nothing came out.
JJ’s eyes flicked to your parted lips then back to your eyes. She couldn’t possibly feel the same way that you did, could she? The way she leaned in said otherwise.
Her lips met yours in a tentative kiss. You fall into the kiss faster than you would have thought. When her tongue swipes at your lower lip you groan and tighten your grip. She groans in turn. You had forgotten how this all came about in the first place, with your hand on her chest. It felt amazing. You can tell she felt it too, the way her nipple hardened under your touch.
‘I bet Will couldn’t get this kind of reaction out of her’
Will.
This causes you to pull back. As much as you hate fuck nuts Will, you can’t do this. No one deserves this. JJ gives you a look of confusion and panic. She thought that you wanted this. Did she misread the signs? What kind of profiler was she if she missed a sign this big?
“I can’t do this. Not to him,” you whisper looking down.
JJ cups your cheek, lifting your head so you can look at her. “Who?”
“Will,” you respond.
Upon hearing his name, she smiled slightly.
“Broke up with him two weeks ago,” she responded.
Hope lit up your face. Could it be true? Did she really? She could see the small amount of apprehension on your face. “Really,” she confirmed.
At that conformation, she leans in to kiss you again, more firmly this time. It was an awkward angle, one that would soon take its toll on both of you. The blonde easily fixed this by straddling you. This was a much better position. Her mouth on yours, your hands in her hair and on her back, and hers on the back of the couch, giving her leverage. This was not how you imagined your night going, but you sure as hell were not about to complain.
You’re not sure how long the two of you were in this position, but it was long enough for your arousal to completely ruin your underwear. JJ was getting antsy as well, if the slight grinding was any indication.
You felt the blonde start to shift and the next thing you know, one of her hands runs along your stomach. It was one of the best feelings you had ever felt. Finally, the woman of your dreams was touching you. You shiver at what was to come.
“You OK,” she whispered, mistaking your shiver for hesitation.
Your thoughts were all over the place. All you could do was nod, causing her to frown. JJ pulled back, the cold shocking you.
“I need an answer,” the blonde said. “I don’t want to do anything you’re not OK with.”
“All I want is you,” you said honestly. With the look of satisfaction in JJ’s eye, you shifted your position suddenly, causing her to fall to the side. The squeak of surprise made you giggle. You took the opportunity to straddle her lap. The position was perfect for you to slot your thigh in between hers.
JJ gasped at the feeling, grinding up. Your thin pajama bottoms doing nothing to mask your arousal. However, the rough seam of the blonde’s jeans was doing wonders for both of you. You reignited the kiss, one hand on the back of her neck, holding her in place. You weave you other hand through her hair, feeling the silky strands run through your fingers. God how long have you wanted to do this.
Suddenly you pull her head back, causing her to let out a filthy groan and forcing her hips up into yours. The suddenness caused you to gasp yourself and grind back down. You tuck your head into her neck and start sucking marks into her pale flesh, groaning when one of her hands comes to hold your head in place.
All of this was becoming too much for you both, the air thick with the sounds of panting. You think she is getting close by the sounds coming from her lips and the way her hips start to stutter. You definitely know you are.
You keep pressing into JJ, her hips rising to meet yours.
“Close,” was all the taller woman could get out between pants. Your hips falter at her admission, almost causing you to come yourself. It also causes you to push harder to get her to come. You want this more than you had wanted anything in a long time. Her seam doing wonders to your clit, the pressure making your mind go blank. All you could see, feel, smell, and hear was Jennifer Jareau.
All it took for you was one errant buck of JJ’s hips, and you were gone, biting hard into the blonde’s neck. The bite caused JJ to fall over the edge as well, one hand digging into your scalp, pulling you closer to her neck, the other gripping your back as if her life depended on it.
Both of you kept grinding lightly, prolonging the pleasure. You pulled back when your vision had started to blur around the edges, resting your head in her neck, just breathing in her scent.
The scent of sex and sweat was all that you could smell. Usually you hated it, but with JJ, you actually like it. When her breathing returned to normal, she pulled back, causing you to pull back as well. She looked at you with a look of wonder. She could not believe that this had happened. She had wanted this ever since you moved in.
“Orgasms really do help with headaches,” JJ panted.
This caused you to burst out laughing. The comment came from so far out of left field you just were not expecting it. You quickly went quiet when you remember why you had been there in the first place. JJ could read you though.
“I really do feel better,” the blonde said.
JJ nudged you off so the two of you could cuddle. You turned into her, smirking when you catch a glimpse of her neck. There was no way in hell she would be able to cover those marks. JJ pulls back when she feels you smirk.
“What,” she said suspiciously.
“Turtlenecks are going to be your friend,” you smirk.
Her face pales when you say that. She pulls out her phone and opens the camera to see what you did. She gasps when she saw the marks you left on her neck.
“It’s fucking July,” she says under her breath. “The others are going to have a field day with this.” JJ could only imagine how this was going to end. She hoped that she could cover it up by the time she has to go back.
The blonde shakes her head at the thought but settles in anyway. There wasn’t much she could do now. You both settle down to watch Chopped, having forgotten it was on.
“It was a 2X4.”
Upon seeing your confusion, she continues. “The concussion. We cleared the room. At least, we thought we did. He was in the wardrobe. It was like her came out of fucking Narnia or something,” she lets out a chuckle.
“Thank you for telling me,” you said with small smile. “You didn’t have to. All that matters is that you are OK.”
JJ smiles back, positioning herself behind you to hold you. There is a whole day of watching TV to look forward to. You know a ‘talk’ is coming soon, but you have a feeling it will go the way you want it. After all, you both just had one of the best experiences of your respective lives. You smile, thinking about how this could be the beginning of a beautiful relationship.