A/N: Short and reflective but sweet!
Setting his pen down, Will rubbed his eyes. He felt like he'd been sitting at his desk for hours, trying to work through the slog of coursework he had neglected over the weekend.
He let out a heavy breath, lifting his gaze to his open laptop. His background was a picture of him and JJ, the day they'd gone out for coffee when she'd been home temporarily from the tour. Even though everything had been incredibly fresh back then, they looked so comfortable with each other. He had been taking the selfie, but JJ was looking up at him, her eyes so bright and happy that it still made Will's heart swell.
He turned to look over at his bed, the covers still a mess from when he'd gotten up. He sat back in his chair, a smile spreading across his face alongside the warm feeling flooding his belly as he thought back to a few days ago. That lazy rainy morning with JJ… had quite possibly been the best morning of his life. For as often as he'd imagined it, all those nights alone in his bed, JJ's hands on him had been beyond his wildest dreams. Touching her in return had been just as beyond belief; part of him still couldn't believe it had really happened.
They had already been close before they had started dating. But now, they were becoming closer than ever. And he loved it. He missed her when they weren't together. He loved the way her eyes lit up when she was happy and excited. He loved so many different things about her, as he had done for years, but now, his chest felt like it would explode with just how much.
He didn't know what was going to come next. But he knew one thing for sure. He wasn't going to screw this up. Jennifer Jareau had been the best part of his life for so many years, and he hoped it would stay that way for many more to come.
Casting her clothes aside, JJ turned towards the shower stall, where the water was already beating down amidst swirling steam. But as she turned, she caught her reflection in the mirror.
Her eyes roamed over her body, taking in all the changes that had occurred since London. It had only been four months since she had stopped training at that level, but in that amount of time, she had changed. Whereas in London, she had arguably had the body of a twelve year old, she now looked somewhat like an adult. Her hips had rounded out, giving her soft curves she hadn't had before, joined by breasts that were fuller and rounder.
She dragged her fingers lightly down the contours of her abs, running them over her hip, before dropping them down to the soft skin at the apex of her thighs.
A quiet thrill ran through her stomach as she remembered when Will had touched her there. He had been so gentle… yet had still made her feel so good. But even as good as he had made her feel, nerves still fluttered through her stomach whenever she thought about what came next. Because Will seeing her naked was a whole new ballpark compared to him having his hand in her underwear.
She swallowed hard as butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Not only would he eventually see her naked, but she would see him. Everything.
There would be nowhere to hide.
Would he judge her? Would he have expectations of her body, or her level of experience?
She certainly had none for him. Aside from the pictures she'd seen courtesy of the dumb boys in their grade and a curious Google search a few years earlier, she'd never seen a penis before.
Certainly not in person anyway.
Letting out a heavy breath, she shook away the butterflies and turned back to the shower. She wasn't insecure about her body. God, she'd worked her ass off to achieve the things she had achieved, and it had the added bonus of keeping her in incredible shape. But getting naked with a boy, a boy she had known since they were eight years old… that was different.
Once the water was the right temperature, she hopped in, putting her face straight into the stream of water.
It would be fine. Will was not the type to judge. He had showered her with nothing but love the entire time they had been dating.
She really just needed to get out of her own head.