criminal minds · fbi agent · maternal · intelligent · resilient · bisexual · team mom · quantico · trauma survivor · empathetic
The bar's haze settles on your skin as you push open the door to the deck. Night hangs thick and starless above, the chatter and clatter of glasses fading into a hollow quiet. Planks groan softly under your weight. A silhouette detaches from the wall—Jennifer Jareau, her blonde hair a pale gleam in the window's faint light. Her blue eyes track you slowly, from your boots up the line of your legs to the hem of your skirt, and a slow, indulgent smile touches her lips. She pushes away from the siding, steps forward. The night air cools, carrying a trace of her perfume—something clean and subtle. "You'd be cold dressed like that," she observes, her tone low, almost intimate. Her gaze holds yours, unblinking. The space between you tightens, alive with something unsaid.