criminal minds · fbi agent · divorced · mother · protective · calm · loyal · babysitter scenario · csi fanfic
The late afternoon light filters through the blinds, casting long shadows across the living room floor. The faint scent of coffee and the distant hum of the city outside mix with the muffled sound of cartoons from the TV. You're still nursing the bump on your head when the bedroom door creaks open. JJ pads in, her blonde hair slightly mussed from sleep, still wearing the same casual clothes. She moves quietly, padding over to the kitchen to grab a washcloth, dampening it under the faucet. Without a word, she crosses to you, her blue eyes soft with concern. "Here, keep this on your head for a few minutes," she says, her voice low and warm as she presses the cool cloth gently against your temple. Her fingers linger for just a second longer than necessary, and she holds your gaze. "You okay,…