Jennifer Jareau Imagines [JJ x Reader]

Survive the Night

— Your POV
"Y/N come on! Come join the party!" Penelope yelled at me from the living room. My roommate, Emily, was hosting girls' night tonight for herself and two of her friends from work, something that happens a couple times a month. I had a love/hate relationship with the occasion, because I had a mild to moderate crush on one of her friends: Jennifer. I loved seeing her when she was here but my heart would break every time she'd leave in the morning.

I looked around, "Where's uh, where's JJ?"

Emily swallowed a sip of vodka, "She stepped out for a minute. So whatdya say?"

I shrugged from the kitchen, "Um... That's all right, you guys have fun."

Emily sighed, "Oh come on, Y/N/N, don't you wanna get wasted with us?"

I laughed, "Maybe some other time, Em." I grabbed a drink from the fridge and then shuffled back into my bedroom to let them have their rendezvous. I hoped that JJ would be there when I came back out. Emily knows I have a thing for her— I told her a few months ago— but she promised me that she wouldn't tell her and I'm just hoping she's kept that promise.

About 45 minutes later, around 10:15, I opened the door of my bedroom to walk back into the kitchen for another drink. I saw the three of them still chatting away in the living room, now clad in PJs. Jennifer stood up when she saw me and skipped over.

She placed a kiss on my cheek, "Mwah! I didn't see you earlier so I wanted to say hi now." I quickly checked her out and swallowed hard when I realized she was only wearing a large t-shirt and a pair of panties, topped with fuzzy socks of course.

I nervously gushed, "H-Hi, Jennifer."

She giggled, "How many times do I have to tell you to call me JJ, Y/N?"

"Probably a few more times, Jennifer."

She started to laugh but quickly stopped and said, "Oop hold still you have something on your cheek." She stepped closer to me, almost flush against my front, and carefully took something off my face. She gasped, "It's an eyelash! Make a wish!" I chuckled and blew the small hair off her finger, internally wishing for something other than a simple friendship to happen between me and the gorgeous woman in front of me. JJ asked, "What'd you wish for?"

"Well if I tell you then it won't come true, will it?"

"Hmm. Okay keep your secrets, hot stuff." She stepped over to the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of tequila before walking back out into the living room. I leaned against the counter and plopped my head into my hands. A shake on my shoulder got my attention.

"How you doin, champ?" Emily asked quietly.

"'Champ?'"

"Felt like a champ moment. Now answer the question."

I sighed, "I'm fine."

"I get it. It's so confusing isn't it?"

"What is?"

"Her. She. JJ."

"How? Yes. But how?"

"Because I can't... tell what's going on... with her."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah I mean... One minute I could think she's really into you, but then the next minute I remember she's supposedly not into women. But then I wonder if that's even true because I see the way she looks at you."