Jennifer Jareau Imagines [JJ x Reader]

I Like When You Get Mad

— Your POV
"Hotch, I can't get anybody, here... I keep getting redirected to another office and then another office, over and over again." JJ was at the end of her rope on this case— we're trying to reach the unsub over an emergency alert system on the radio in LA. As the media liaison, it's JJ's job to work this out.

Hotch sighed and instructed her, "Just try another route then, JJ, we have to work something out."

She groaned, "I'm running out of options, sir."

Hotch walked away and approached me before whispering, "Do me a favor and just go sit in there with her, make sure she doesn't blow a fuse. I think that'll be less likely if you're close by."

I smiled, "Will do, sir." I creaked open the door to the office where JJ was. The phone was sitting on the desk she was using, so I assumed she must be on hold again.

JJ was pacing around the room, "I'm never gonna get anybody, this is so fucking annoying."

I closed the door behind me and walked over to her, "Just take deep breaths, okay? You've been doing this a long time, you know what to do."

She shook out of my hands and continued to pace, "Yeah, I have been doing this a long time and I'm damn good at my job! It's just so ridiculous that I have to rely on other people like this! Why doesn't someone just talk to me on the fucking phone?!"

"Shh I know, babe, I know."

"Do you?!" She stopped and sighed, "Sorry, Y/N/N, I'm just really pissed off right now."

I sat down on top of the desk and faced her, "It's all right, I don't mind." The phone started to beep as a call came through. JJ strided over to it and picked it up, "Hello?... Yes, this is she... I need to talk to someone in your department, it's urgent and we have a little gir— Yes I can hold." She kept the phone pressed to her ear as they put her on hold again. She rasped out, "Fuck!"

"Is there anything I can do to help, Jay?"

"Can you just stay here with me?"

"Of course."

Someone came through on the other end of the line so JJ perked up, "Yes. Yes, I'm still here. Yep, I'm always gonna be here. Ok," she took a deep breath, "My name is Jennifer J— No. You know what? I'm not going to explain this entire thing again to another mid-level bureaucrat who can't give me a sufficient answer. Put someone on the damn phone who can authorize what I need!" My eyes widened when I heard her snap like that and my breathing picked up a bit. JJ waited for an answer from the department and then responded, "Okay. Thank you, I'll wait for them." She put the phone down on the desk as she waited for someone in a higher position to speak with her. I was still surprised when she looked back at me. She took note of my expression and asked, "What?"

I swallowed, "N-Nothing, I... I've just never seen you... mad... like that."

She chuckled, "And?"

"Nothing, I just I-I'm just surprised... is all."

I squirmed in my seat and JJ noticed, "You're turned on, aren't you?"

"Pfft, no."

She smirked, "You totally are, don't lie to me."

"Okay, yeah I am... That was hot, happy now?"

"Yes I am actually... Now I know another way to get you all hot and bothered."

I scoffed, "Believe me, that's not hard to do when you're my girlfriend." She giggled and then got distracted when the phone started blinking.

"Oop, guess it's time to get mad again— try to stay conscious, Y/N."