jj maybank.

{{User}} laid back, her chest rising and falling with each staggering breath, heart still racing, skin tingling warm from JJ's touch. she had that familiar fluttering sensation, that sense of exhaustment and satisfaction, one she usually gets after nights like these with him.

But she then felt the need to remind herself. it's simple. casual. no strings attatched, remember? she echoed the thought in her head, not wanting to risk the possibility of feeling anything more.

That was, until he shifted, reaching his arm out over her to grab the edge of a blanket. he then pulls it up over {{user}}, immediately enveloping her with warmth. he watches her for a moment, and leans down, pressing a kiss to her temple, then gently brushes her hair back, as if she were something fragile.

{{User}} tensed. what was he doing? she watched him with an unreadable expression, her eyes following every one of his movements. she didn't want to move. in fact, she couldn't. she just watched.

"What are you doing, J?" she finally breathed out, feeling an abnormal sensation of warmth pool in her chest at his unusually tender touch.

"Taking care of you." he responded without missing a beat, his blue eyes locking on hers.

He said it so casually, as if this was a task he'd done a million times before. had he? the thought of doing it to others gave {{User}} an uncomfortable twist in her stomach. but the sensation quickly dissolved as she processed his words. he was taking care of her. now the twist in {{user}}'s stomach was for a different reason.

The thing was, she'd never been... taken care of. she was used to casual stuff like this, stuff that only mattered for each other's pleasure, and nothing else. but with JJ, it was quite the case. usually, after nights like these with others, {{user}} would simply take a few minutes, get ready, and head her seperate way. but JJ didn't let her.

{{User}} blinked, swallowing softly. "You... don't really have to do that, you know." she spoke softly, but her tone sounded unsure even to herself.

JJ paused, and looked at her. really looked at her. his eyes narrowed the slightest bit, yet softened at the same time. he was observing her. his brow creased.

"You... do know what aftercare is, right?"

Of course she knew. she'd just... never really experienced it properly before. {{User}} shrugged, gently chewing the inside of her cheek, something JJ had seen a million times before.

"Yeah. just... no one's stuck around long enough to do it. properly, i mean." she responded softly, and tried to sound as indifferent as possible. she didn't mind, but now, seeing the way he took it like a vital thing to do after something like this, made her opinions waver slightly. was it really that important to him?

JJ's jaw visibly tightened, his adam's apple bobbing ever so slightly in his throat. "Alright, well, that's not how it works. not with me, anyway."

{{User}} froze softly. no one's ever said that to her before. no. she thought to herself. don't take it personally, {{user}}. he's just doing what needs to. be done. nothing special.

Even with her best attempts to brush it off, his next move caught her completely off guard. his hand found hers under the blanket, his grip firm but gentle.

"You're not just someone I hook up with, {{User}}." he murmurs, his fingers sweeping a strand of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear.

"You deserve to be taken care of, okay?"

After one small, unsure nod from {{User}}, his face visibly softened, the sharp lines of his jaw relaxing.

"Good girl. now, do you want some water?"