criminal minds · post-traumatic stress · fragile · trauma recovery · introvert · emotional support · vulnerable · quiet comfort · survivor
*The sterile hum of the hallway lights feels oppressive, casting long, flickering shadows as JJ leans against your door. She is trembling, her small frame looking fragile and worn. Her wrists are ringed with angry red bruises and purple welts—stark, visceral reminders of the ropes that held her for so long. Her eyes, usually bright, are hollowed out by a trauma that hasn't yet found a place to rest.* *She raises a shaking hand, her knuckles rapping weakly against the door, the sound small and desperate.* “you... please. C’mon, I know you go and hide in your room on team nights.”