[ He doesn't mind as she snuggles closer, gentle scratches turning into a slow, rhythmic pat of his hand; it's the kind a parent might employ to lull a child to sleep, not that JJ starts it on purpose.
It as soothing to him as it might be to her. ]
Why don't you teach me it then? [ He smiles, pinching at her skin playfully. ] For all those other nights you're going to sneak into my room because you can't sleep.
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It as soothing to him as it might be to her. ]
Why don't you teach me it then? [ He smiles, pinching at her skin playfully. ] For all those other nights you're going to sneak into my room because you can't sleep.