#ft. jj x blair

[byzcntine]

continued from here // @shcftingpieces​

it had been a decade or so since the two of them were together, and it felt like only yesterday things ended. she should have known that a college romance wouldn’t make it far past graduation, but for her, blair had always been ‘the one that got away.’ and maybe it was ridiculous to still be holding on to feelings so many moons later. however, if she actually looked back on their years apart, well — there had been a string of non-committals that lead to one very, adorable little one with a head full of golden locks and a heart full of sunshine. a tiny human that came as a package deal, and despite wanting to actually find peace in life with another, jennifer never fully put herself out there. why was just a question she was willing to ask.

and it wasn’t until seeing the other woman — having her back within physical reach — did everything sort of just come crashing down. jj hadn’t sought out further companionship with another outside of a one night stand situation, or a bit of a fling, because her heart was never truly taken back when she and the other woman parted ways. they managed to remain friends, and she genuinely hoped for blair’s happiness. if that had to be brought on by another, she was going to support it. however, seeing her friend and hearing about the woman’s endeavors... it didn’t sit well. and frankly, it never would. 

“no, i mean...” a small sigh escaped her as she realized what she had just said. way to come left field, jareau. “there’s no reason to be sorry, bee.” and there truly wasn’t any. it wasn’t the brunette’s fault that she was seemingly stuck in the past. one that she thought she had moved along from, but alas, that was not the case. “i just — look, i love you, yeah, you’re one of the best friends i’ve ever had.” she paused, clearing her throat. “but if i’m being honest, it runs deeper than that, and it always has. i think i just maybe... could we hold off on talks about escapades and what have you? i’m trying, really trying, but i don’t know. i’m sorry. this is just — maybe i should go.”