Kay, so I already did a three shot for Rossi (though not completed yet) and a oneshot for Garcia, so I've decided to do short little oneshots for the rest of the CM crew! Behold; JJ's fic!
Disclaimer: I in no way own Criminal Minds.
Screams pierced the air, assaulting Jennifer Jareau's tired ears. She groaned, covering her throbbing head with her pillow. Beside her, Will was sprawled out in a position that in no way could be considered comfortable. As soon as he was awakened because of the baby's cries, he curled up into a tight ball, burying his face in his pillow.
Slowly, he turned his head to face his weary partner. "Henry's hungry," he moaned.
JJ glared weakly at him. "You go feed him," she mumbled, her head still foggy from sleep.
"Can't," he slurred. "You got the milk." He pointed at her chest, at the same time grabbing the blankets. He wrapped them around himself, leaving JJ uncovered and chilled.
Sighing, the FBI agent threw her legs over the side of the bed. "It's not like I'm not used to it," she grunted. JJ cast a longing glance at Will, who was already drifting back into a deep slumber, before making her way to Henry's room.
How was that? It's a look at a bit of JJ and Will's domestic life. Review please!