Jennifer Jareau Imagines [JJ x Reader]

Just Friends [smut]

mature content! vaginal fingering
long chapter! ~1600 words

— JJ's POV
It's been an interesting case for us, to say the least. The team went a solid three days with no leads, and things are just starting to fall into place. When lunchtime came, I saw Y/N was busy with a few of the detectives so I thought I'd run out to get lunch and surprise her with it. I walked to a cute little Italian shop down the block and got an order of ravioli for her and some linguini for myself. I headed back to the station and set up in the conference room.

As I was doing so, Y/N opened the door, "Oh, there you are! I thought we could do lu— You already got lunch, didn't you?"

"Haha, yeah. I got you ravioli, hope that's okay."

She took a seat across from me, "Sounds great, Jayje, thanks!" We chatted all through lunch and I did my best to hide the fact that I was so into her. I have been for a couple months n0w, but I have the feeling she's entirely clueless. When we finished eating, I stood up to clean the table but she insisted, "I got this, Jayje, don't worry about it." She walked over to my side of the table and placed her hand on the small of my back as she took the leftovers out of my hand. I gasped at the contact, causing her to ask, "You okay?"

Embarrassed, I stammered, "Huh? O-Oh, yeah, I-I'm fine." Great, JJ. She chuckled and finished cleaning up, continuing to make conversation as she went. About 20 minutes later, Hotch brought everyone into the room so we could deliver the profile to the local law enforcement.

Once we dismissed all the officers, one of them called Y/N over, "Agent?" Y/N jogged over to her and I couldn't help but eavesdrop on their conversation.

"Did you have a question?"

"I have two actually but um... firstly, should we send units out to the end of the unsub's comfort zone as well as the center of it?"

"If you have enough patrol cars then yes, but if not then it's better to just stamp them in his hunting zone." She's so smart I thought to myself as I listened to them. However, what happened next proved I wasn't the only one who thought so.

The officer said, "Okay, sure thing, Agent."

"You can call me, Y/N... Did you have another question?"

"Are you seeing anyone... Y/N?"

She chuckled, "I-I uh..."

"I just wanted to make sure, before I tried anything... I thought maybe you're with that other agent. The one you ate lunch with today, you two seem pretty close."

"Oh, Agent Jareau? She's uh... she's just a friend." My heart sunk at that and I stomped away for the bathroom. I raced in and shut the door behind me, immediately burying my face in my hands and letting out all my sobs. Just a friend.

Several hours later
I ignored Y/N for the rest of the day and sat in our hotel room by myself as I waited for her to come home from her 'date' with that officer. I heard her key card slide through the door as it opened.

She set her bag down and said, "Hey, Jayje." I refused to acknowledge her and kept blankly staring at the TV from my spot on the bed. She sighed, "Okay, what's with you? You've been avoiding me all day? Are you mad at me or something?"

I mocked her, "'Or something.'"

She rolled her eyes, "All right well if you're not gonna talk to me about it then it's useless to try."

She turned around to walk into the bathroom but I yelled at her, "Useless to try? Are you fucking joking?" She faced me again as my blood boiled. I stood up and stomped over to her, standing a few feet in front of where she was planted on the floor of our hotel room, "No, Y/N, you know what's useless? Buying you lunch, that's useless! Flirting with you, that's useless! Staying over at your place and sleeping in the same fucking bed as you! It's useless, right?"