Y/n's POV: TWMy eyes slowly flickered open. I say JJ cuddled up on the couch sleeping peacefully. I flashed a small smile before sitting up. I pondered for a moment before deciding to get up and head to the guest room. When I walked in I saw my duffel bag on the floor empty. "Fuck" I whispered harshly under my breath. I quickly searched the room hoping to find my stuff. All I found was my clothes laid out on my bed. I figured JJ laid them there after she found my stuff. I sat on the bed trying to think if she would hide the stuff or throw it away. I had to at least try to find my stuff if she still had it. I quietly walked into JJ's room and searched through her stuff. I couldn't find anything till I finally reached her closet. I opened the door and marched inside. I quickly ravished through her closet till I reached the back of the walk in. I let out a sigh as I found my stuff. As I was about to grab my stuff I heard my name being called downstairs. I quickly cleaned up and grabbed a couple of razors before I headed to the stairs. I stuffed them in my pockets and slowly stepped down the stairs. I reached the bottom of the stairs to see JJ and Tara with her purple bag. I gave them both a confused look questioning why Tara is here. JJ gave me a sympathetic smile before she spoke.
"Hey honey, Tara wanted to check in on you" She smiles softly at me. "I-I'm fine" I responded with a shaky breath. They look with worry in their eyes. "It's just a simple check up I promise" Tara spoke gently, placing down her bag. "I really wish I could trust you" I spoke just below a whisper. JJ looks at me hurt. "Fuck" I think to myself. I didn't mean for her to hear that. I slowly sit on the couch while Tara unpacks her little bag. I guess I zoned out because next thing I know Tara is packing up and talking to JJ. I looked up at Tara and she gave me a small smile before leaving. JJ carefully sat down next to me and I just hugged her as tight as I could. It took a minute for her to realize what was happening before she hugged me just as tight. After a couple of minutes she finally spoke. "What do you think about telling the team about this? You don't have to. I think it would be good for you and them. They really care about you Y/n." I thought for a moment before agreeing. I'm not sure why I did. I look up to see her face covered in joy. I smile softly enjoying the moment. I quickly pull away from her slide to the other end of the couch. She gives me a puzzled look before looking down at her hands. I just can't get close. I can't do that anymore. But I don't want to hurt her. GOD I don't know anymore. "Why don't I invite the team for dinner tonight? We can get takeout and just talk here?" She offered sweetly. I just smile and nod. She flashes me a quick smile before getting up and grabbing her phone. I don't want to do this. I can't risk getting close to them and then having everything ripped away. She sits back down and texts the team. "Do you mind if I go up to the guest room and listen to music?" I asked carefully not to upset her even more. "Yeah of course they will be over around six by the way" I nodded before heading towards the stairs. "Wait, you know it's Your room, not the guest room?" She asked, standing up from the couch. I just smile and nod once again before heading up to "my room". I slowly close the door and grab my air pods and my phone. I turn on the song Sharper by Cavetown. I slowly close my eyes and listen to the melody.
JJ's POV: *time skip*
I was getting everything cleaned up and ready for the team to come over when I heard the doorbell ring. I walk over to the door to see Tara, Emily, and Garcia. I welcome them in and lead them to the living room. As soon as we sat I heard a knock at the door. I sigh and get up to go get the door while the others laugh. I opened the door to see the rest of the boys including Hotch, Spencer, Rossi, Matt, and Luke. I laugh a little to myself as I let them in and into the living room. "Did you guys take a clown car or something?" Emily asked, smirking. God that smirk is so hot. Everyone smiles and laughs. "Where is my little angel?" Penelope asked, looking around. Everyone had their eyes trained on me when she asked. "She's upstairs I'll go get her. Also she may talk about some stuff that had happened earlier and uh no alcohol in the house." Everyone kind of looks confused but nods anyway. I make my way upstairs and softly knock on her door. "Come in?" She says questionably. I open the door to see her on the floor with her air pods still in. I slowly sat next to her. "What song are you listening to?" I asked curiously. "Oh um it's called Gilded Lily by Cults." She responded by taking out her air pods and putting them in the case. "So the team is here and they would like to see you. You don't have to go down there but if you do you also don't have to talk about anything you're not comfortable with. Okay?" I said standing up. She nods and stands up as well. "Um, do you mind if I change first?" She asked, playing with her hands. "Yeah no problem, just meet me downstairs when you're done." She looked very confused. "You're not going to watch?" She asked very puzzled. My heart broke into a million pieces as she said that. "N-no of course not honey I would never." I spoke sternly but softly. I felt my eyes starting to water so I smiled and left downstairs. I got downstairs and I just couldn't hold it in anymore. I just started crying. The team immediately grew concerned and rushed over to me. Emily automatically hugged me as my knees started to feel weak. I basically fell into her arms. She kept telling me everything was going to be okay as she picked me up and brought me to the couch. GOD she's so strong. I just cried into her arms and the team tried their best to comfort me and figure out what happened. "JJ what happened?" Garcia asked, filled with worry. I just shook my head. I couldn't speak. "JJ?" I heard a shaky voice speak from the stairs. I quickly turned around and wiped my tears the best I could. She just looks so hurt.

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