twenty-nine | stalker

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JJ kissed you as she threw the blankets over the two of you. Her hair danced in front of your face, and you felt her smile before giggling out of the kiss. She tucked her hair behind her ear to minimize the hindrance to your kissing, which was preferable when locks of blonde hair weren't halfway down your throat. With your own smile on your face, you asked her, "What's so funny?" in a very low voice right against her lips. She kissed you again.

"The way you look at me when I'm in just a tanktop and shorts," she replied. You grinned, a bit embarrassed.

"I just don't know how you're not cold."

JJ laid down beside you, one hand on your chest. "No, I don't think that's it." She kissed your neck.

"Oh, yeah? Then what's your theory?" you teased. You knew the kiss to your neck, which had started off innocent but suddenly gotten intense (not causing any complaint from either of you), was going to leave a bright mark which JJ would watch you cover in the morning with gentle yet amused eyes.

"I think if it wasn't two in the morning, I would be doing much more than giving you a hickey."

You smiled at each other, the deep and devilish expressions diluted with exhaustion.

"We're both way too tired, Jay," you sighed.

"Yeah...some other day. Not on a case like this, and not this late. We both need sleep,"

"Yeah. Kiss me?"

"Hm," she vocalized before giving you a passionate kiss. Her weariness was evident. "Good night, sweet girl. I love you,"

"Love you."

You woke up to JJ's still-tired eyes watching you. "Stalker," you groaned, shutting your eyes. She laughed.

"Good morning to you too, my love,"

"I don't wanna get up..." you complained. "I feel gross,"

"Can we shower together, then?" she asked. Though she was so sweet, you didn't want to do much of anything at the moment.

"Let me rephrase: I feel nauseous,"

"Hmm. Well, hang on." She got out of bed and pulled saltines from her bag and your vitamins from yours, then grabbed a water bottle and placed everything on the table beside the bed. She sat on your side on the bed, like one would in a hospital, and said, "One of these will help with that, and the other you have to do anyway, so do them at the same time. Plus, you hate taking meds on an empty stomach. Two birds, one stone."

You sat up in bed and kissed her. "Not to brag...but my girlfriend is really smart." JJ smiled and watched you take your medications before snacking on saltines in bed.

"You tired?"

"Wiped out, all the time. But that's normal, I'm pretty sure,"

"Definitely. Well, uh, I know I need a shower, do you wanna come with me?"

"Yeah. I'm too tired to do anything right now, baby, but I like looking at your pretty body. And I need to shower, too," you laughed.

As you both undressed, you made a face at yourself in the mirror. Reading your mind, JJ put her hand on your back and said, "It's not as noticeable as you think it is. You're right, and I can see, but I'm your girlfriend and I see your body all the time. Plus, you're naked right now. It's so small, no one'll notice under your shirt,"

"Really?"

"Really. If it eases your mind, you can wear one of mine, since you're smaller than me, but I mean it. No one will notice. You'll be fine, love. Let's get in the shower."

As you each washed yourself, occasionally touching each other's bodies, you earnestly told her, "I don't know what I would do without you, love. You're so calm about all this, at least in front of me. You're allowed to freak out, you know,"

"I don't feel like I need to, baby. The two of us, we've got everything under control. As long as I have you and Henry, and we're all three happy and healthy and safe, everything is perfect. I'm not freaking out because I know how to deal with the pregnancy part of things, and I'm doing all I can to help you through the stuff with Levi. That's all we can do, isn't it?"

You kissed her, hugging her close as you did so. "I'm in love with you. Don't you think for a second that I don't love and appreciate everything about you and everything you do for me, baby. I love you. Thank you for all of this," you almost wept. JJ kissed the top of your wet head.

"I love you too, baby. Let's finish up and get ready to go."

Still in a towel, you blow-dried your hair as JJ combed through her own. Once you finished, you turned it off and set it on the vanity for JJ to use in a moment. She kissed you, and you turned to have her lean against the vanity. You opened your eyes, with your fingers placed gently just under her chin, and looked up into her eyes.

"JJ?"

"Yes, love,"

"I don't care what happens, I just know I wanna spend the rest of my life with the person who makes love feel so easy."

She kissed you deeper. You opened your eyes and looked past her into the mirror, watching your reflections kiss passionately. When JJ pulled away, she grinned and asked you, "What're you looking at?"

"The woman I love kissing me in the mirror,"

"That's hot. I hate to say it, but we've gotta get ready to go, love. Sorry to ruin the moment." She still wore that ever-lovely smile. You separated and each started to get ready. You put on panties and a bra, the latter of which was now slightly too small for you, and looked at yourself in the mirror again. "Feeling alright?" JJ asked in a raised voice over the blow-dryer.

"Yeah,"

"Just checking yourself out?" she said with a smirk.

"Seeing how pregnant I look,"

"No one's gonna see you naked, hopefully, so I think it's fine. I get you all to myself, don't I?" JJ teased. You grinned and moved to go through her bag to find a shirt.

"I'm all yours. You really think I'll be fine?"

"I do. Put on my shirt, baby, let me show you." She turned off the blow-dryer and began to rifle through your bag.

"What're you doing, Jayje?"

"Can I wear one of yours?"

"It'll be too small for you, won't it?"

"Don't you want to see me in tight clothes?"

"If it's appropriate for work, sure. You're welcome to, but if it's gonna get you in trouble, then you shouldn't. If you don't have enough clothes, I can just wear my own,"

"It's not that." She started helping you button up your — her — light blue shirt. You put on your own pants and tucked the shirt into them. "See, love? You look fine. Roll up the sleeves, why don't you? It looks hot on you." She didn't give you a chance to do it yourself, her hands immediately beginning the minor task.

JJ put on a purple shirt of yours, and looked in the mirror. "We look good, don't you think, pretty girl? It's not too tight, right?"

"No. It looks pretty on you, Jay. Makes your tits look incredible, I must say,"

"You make me feel so pretty."

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