playing it cool (but we're lying)
She’s saying his name, whispering it like a prayer of thanks, over and over and over, and she crashes into him with a half-sob and it knocks the air clean out of his lungs but who cares? He can finally breathe again. - He moves toward her on instinct, his eyes never leaving hers, steps smooth and sure as he opens his arms for her. In a few steps, she’s crashing into him, overwhelmed with the scent of salt and sweat and something so unique and inherent to JJ she’s never bothered to name it.
Alternate POVs for significant moments in season 3 - JJ and Kiara's internal monologues throughout their journey to each other.
co-written with @largedenominationsplease (OliviaRedfield on ao3)
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a third chapter? in this economy?

















