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The Kook Princess and the Pogue King Part 7 || JJ Maybank

A/N: Hi! This is the final chapter of KPPK. Thank you so much for all the support this story has received <3

Word Count: 3.2K (idk what happened)

Summary: As your realtionship with JJ takes its course it’s time for the blonde to finally meet your parents. Will they approve of the Pogue King?

„EMERGENCY! “JJ texted you in all caps, making your eyes widen and your fingers glide over the keyboard of your phone hastily.

“Omg what happened?! Are you okay?” you sent, not keeping your eyes off your iPhone until your boyfriend answered.

“I need you at the Chateau ASAP” he replied. You read his message while your heart rate sped up.

‘What kind of emergency could he be having?’ you wondered as you rushed down the stairs, skipping every second step.

“I’ll be there in a sec” you texted him as you quickly slipped into your shoes and grabbed your keys, heading out of the front door and into the garage.

The engine of your brand-new Range Rover started with a smooth purr. An upbeat song was playing on the radio as you drove to The Cut. You had been at the Chateau once before when you picked up JJ for a movie date. You wouldn’t let him use his dirt bike because it had rained heavily that day and John B had needed the van.

You could feel the nervousness grow in the pit of your stomach with every mile you got closer to John B’s house. After a few minutes, the big white mansions of Figure Eight were swapped with smaller places and trailers. The road got bumpier and eventually turned into a dirt road shortly before you reached the Chateau.

Your shiny white car looked weirdly out of place as you parked in front of the small but cosy place. You immediately spotted John B working on his boat in the backyard.

“Hi” you greeted him with a small wave and his head snapped up at your words.

“Oh hi, Y/N. What brings you to my humble abode?” he asked, the confusion on his face turned to a tiny smile quickly.

John B was probably the most accepting of you out of JJ’s friends. You had seen ‘The Pogues’ briefly here and there but only ever exchanged quick hellos. You reckoned John B was somewhat friendly towards you because of his crush on the fellow Kook Sarah Cameron that everyone was aware of.

“I’m looking for JJ. He said something about having an emergency” you explained. Your voice was coated in worry, earning a questioning look from the brunette.

“I don’t know what kind of emergency JJ is talking about since he looked just fine a few minutes ago, but you better check up on him. You can go right inside” John B told you with a goofy grin on his face.

“Thanks” you nodded as you headed towards the front door.

“JJ? Are you okay?” you called out for your boyfriend as soon as you went inside.

You heard a door open. Heavy footsteps sounded on the wooden floor. Then your boyfriend came into sight. There was no look of panic on his handsome face contrary to what you had expected. No, he actually looked pretty relaxed.

“Babe, I’m so glad you’re here” he told you with a huge smile as he walked over to you and wrapped his strong arms around your frame.

His dirty blonde hair was damp, and he smelled fruity and fresh. He must have gotten out of the shower not too long ago.

“What’s the emergency? Is everything alright?” you wanted to know, taking a closer look of him to check if there were any new bruises or fresh cuts somewhere on his body. He had a habit of getting those.

“You’re cute when you’re worried about me” JJ chuckled, making your cheeks heat up slightly. You still weren’t entirely used to his compliments.

From the look on his face you could tell by now that the “emergency” he spoke of was nothing to panic about.

“JJ why am I here?” you asked him, raising your eyebrows at him but you were unable to hide the smile on your face.

“I am having an emergency. A fashion emergency” the blonde told you, trying to put on his most serious face.

You blinked at him unbelievingly before you broke out into a fit of giggles. The Pogue King himself was having a freaking ‘fashion emergency’. It was hilarious.

“Laugh as much as you want, princess. But this is a matter – well not of life or death…but of to wear or not to wear” JJ told you, making you laugh even harder.

“I want this dinner to be perfect. So, you need to help me with my outfit” your boyfriend explained, looking at you pleadingly as soon as you had calmed down.

Today was the day of the big dinner your parents had invited him to. JJ had been utterly surprised when you had told him that your parents were actually giving him a chance and wanted to get to know him.

He didn’t want to risk spoiling that opportunity.

“Course I’ll help you, silly. You could have just said so instead of almost giving me a panic attack” you smiled at JJ who quickly pressed a sweet kiss to your lips.

Ten minutes later he walked out of his room, actually John B’s guest room, to show you what he had intended on wearing tonight. You looked him up and down, taking in his appearance.

He was wearing a full-on black suit with a tie and everything. Although he looked absolutely handsome and the sight alone made your mouth water, it wasn’t really what you had expected.

“Baby, you look stunning but it’s just a dinner with my parents. We’re not meeting the president” you said, barely able to keep your eyes off him.

“So…too much, huh?” JJ asked, scratching the back of his neck, and earning an apologetic nod from you.

“Why don’t you show me what else you got?” you asked him patiently, tilting your head to the side. JJ looked determined when he walked back into John B’s guest room.

You heard him rummage through some clothes and when he exited the room for the second time, he was wearing his usual military-green cargo pants and signature heavy boots but paired it with the white dress shirt and suit coat from before. He had even thrown on his favourite red baseball cap.

JJ strutted towards you, acting like he was on a catwalk as he showed off his second outfit option. The look was definitely interesting… but maybe a little bit too ‘innovative’ for your parents’ fashion sense.

Before you could say anything, John B walked through the front door, almost snorting with laughter when his eyes landed on JJ. The blonde obviously didn’t miss his best friend’s amusement.

“Is it that bad, princess?” your boyfriend asked you adorably, after sending John B an evil glare.

“Well, I think-“ John B started but JJ shut him down immediately.

“Keep it to yourself, I asked Y/N” he said sternly, awaiting your judgement impatiently.

“Uuhhh- you know you look good in anything and it surely is an interesting style…but uh it needs a few adjustment” you rambled, trying your best not to offend him.

“You hate it” JJ simply concluded, slumping down on the couch next to him. He let out low growl, making you want to hug and cuddle him.

“With a few adjustments you’re good to go, babe” you reassured him, trying to raise his mood again. You could tell tonight was really important to him and thought that was adorable.

“Help me?” JJ looked up at you with puppy dog eyes and there was no way you could say no.

“Okay let me see” you told your boyfriend, who jumped up from the couch and gave you a twirl to show you all sides to his outfit. John B who was still observing what was going on laughed as JJ modelled the weird combination of clothes.

“Okay, you need to lose the hat” was the first thing you said, and JJ did as you told him, taking off the red baseball cap and flinging it into the guest room.

“The top half is way too formal for those pants” John B chimed in, making JJ roll his eyes in annoyance but he had to admit that his friend was right.

“Do you have another dress shirt that’s not white?” you suggested in a hopeful tone, but JJ shook his head no.

“I think I got one! I never wear it though cause it reminds me of Topper” John B exclaimed and pulled a grimace at the Kook’s name who also happened to date his beloved Sarah Cameron. After a minute he came back with a striped shirt in his hands that looked perfect for the occasion.

“Thank you so much” you beamed at the brunette as he handed the shirt to your boyfriend who put it on right away.

“This is actually starting to come together nicely. Now we gotta do something about those pants” you explained and a few minutes later JJ was wearing long chino pants that he would have never picked out himself.

JJ walked over to the floor length mirror in his room and examined his figure, fumbling with the collar of the button up he was wearing. It wasn’t really his usual style but he’d to anything to make your parents like him and he had to admit that it didn’t look too bad.

“Can I keep the boots on?” JJ asked, hopeful you’d let him make the outfit at least a little bit “JJ”.

You mustered the blonde’s appearance carefully before you answered.

“Sure, babe” you told him with a huge grin. It wouldn’t be JJ if it weren’t for his boots. Even though they didn’t exactly fit, they kinda looked cool and with that you were all settled.

The dinner at your house was scheduled for 6p.m. and JJ made sure he’d arrive right on time, a little bit early even cause you told him your parents were into that.

After putting together your boyfriend’s outfit, you had to head back to the Williams’ mansion to help your mom cook and get dressed yourself, leaving just enough time for JJ to get nervous.

When he hopped off his bike that he had parked in front of your house, panic was making his stomach churn. The windows of the mansion that was ten times as big as his house were illuminated and as he was walking up to the door he recalled the times he had walked you home and even the time he climbed through your window in the middle of the night.

Lots of great things had happened on the grounds of the Williams’ household and JJ was praying that tonight he’d be able to add another great thing to that list: your parents approving of him.

As he was taking the few small steps up to the front door, his nerves were going through with him. JJ Maybank, the Pogue King, was losing it because he wanted to impress some Kooks.

If you’d have told him that a month ago, he would have called you crazy. Out of your mind. Even now it sounded ridiculous especially to his friends, that kept bothering him about you. But damn, Y/N Williams had turned everything upside down.

JJ could barely recognize himself as he rang the doorbell: he was wearing an outfit that he would have never put together himself, he was at Figure Eight without feeling the urge to smash the windows of those perfectly posh houses and he was feeling something for a girl that he had never felt before.

His heart was racing in his chest as he heard footsteps on the other side of the door. Taking a deep breath JJ braced himself for the evening.

“It’s nice to meet you Mrs. Williams” the blonde greeted your mother, handing her a box of chocolate pralines. He would have never bought them for himself, spending that much money on chocolate was absurd to him but he was trying to look his best here.

“Oh, thank you dear. Come on in! Dinner is almost ready, and Y/N can’t wait to see you” your mom smiled at JJ, easing the sinking feeling in his stomach at least a little.

You greeted JJ with a quick kiss on the cheek and took his hand to lead him to the dining room. You could tell just how nervous he was and although you thought it was adorable, you tried your best to calm him down with soft lingering touches here and there.

“Babe you’re gonna do great. Don’t worry” you whispered and squeezed his hand for reassurance.

JJ nodded slightly. The sight of you made him let go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Good evening, sir” JJ greeted your dad, shaking hands firmly.

“It’s nice to get to know you, son. I know Y/N always calls you JJ but what does it stand for?” your dad asked, not wanting to be on nickname basis with the boyfriend of his daughter just yet.

“Uh, it’s Jesse. Jesse James” JJ stuttered, embarrassed by his ridiculous name.

You raised your eyebrow at him in amusement. Biting back a giggle as you realized you had never really thought about JJ’s full name.

“Jesse James?” you whispered unbelievingly into the ear of your boyfriend with a teasing grin on your face.

“Yeah – I know it’s stupid” JJ muttered, heat radiating from his cheeks.

“I think it’s kinda hot” you admitted quietly, making JJ’s lips curl into a sly smirk.

If your dad weren’t that close, he would have kissed you right here and there, but he quickly swallowed that urge and put it on his to do list for later.

As the colour of his face turned back to normal your mother peaked her head out of the kitchen.

“Dinner’s ready!” she announced cheerfully, and JJ politely offered to help her carry the food to the table.

It smelled heavenly in the whole kitchen. Since JJ’s last meal consisted of mouldy bread and peanut butter he almost started drooling at the sight of the perfectly cooked steak and tons of side dishes that your mom had prepared. His tummy started rumbling on his way to the dining room and when he took a seat at the big wooden dining table he couldn’t wait to dive into his meal.

You smiled at your boyfriend as he sat down next to you, a little less nervous now. Although your dad seemed nice, JJ was intimidated by Mr. Williams. Maybe because his experience with his own dad hadn’t been the best.

“Looks delicious, mom” you complimented, and JJ agreed, nodding eagerly.

“Thank you, lovelies. Then let’s not wait any longer” your mom said happily as she picked up her fork.

The four of you started eating and the tender meat tasted like heaven to JJ. His taste buds hadn’t had anything that delicious in a long time. During the meal you made light conversation, talking about the weather and some Outer Banks gossip.

This whole family dinner scenario was unfamiliar to JJ. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had shared a meal with his dad. Not like he wanted to in the first place, but this was nice, and you got to experience it every day.

“It’s good to finally have you over son. Y/N is very fond of you. Allow me to ask you some questions?” your dad then said, obviously ready to skip the small talk.

You shot your dad a warning look, not wanting him to interrogate your boyfriend and scare him away but JJ had already answered politely.

“Of course, sir” the blonde said. He had expected that your parents were curious of the Pogue from The Cut that their daughter had fallen for.

“So, you drive a bike, Jesse?” your dad started off, having immediately noticed the death machine when JJ arrived earlier.

“A bike? Isn’t that dangerous?” Your mother interjected, a look of worry crossed her face.

“I do. Well, I guess it’s more dangerous than a car but it’s cheaper and…” JJ stopped in the middle of his sentence when he noticed that your parents didn’t seem too pleased with his answer.

“I’d obviously never let Y/N get on that thing and I’m currently saving money for a proper car” he added quickly, relieved to see that Mrs. Williams seemed more relaxed now.

Meanwhile you wished your parents would stop their interrogation. If Rafe were the one to have dinner with them they wouldn’t ask stuff like that. Even though Rafe drove a bike too. An even faster one for god’s sake!

“Did you get that busted lip from a biking incident or did you get into a fight?” your dad wanted to know further, and you were seconds away from groaning in frustration.

JJ rose his hand to his lip to feel the crust that had formed on his lower lip. He had almost forgotten it was there in the in the first place. You shot JJ an apologetic look.

“Oh that? That’s nothing. I was just being clumsy on my surfboard” JJ lied through his teeth, obviously choosing to not tell them where the wound had really come from. He hadn’t even told Y/N about the situation with his father.

“You’re a surfer? That’s exciting” your mom said, genuinely impressed.

JJ nodded eagerly, showing her a relieved smile.

“I’ve always been so fascinated with the ocean and the waves. I never learned how to surf though, although I would have loved to when I was your age. Sadly, my parents never let me” your mom wallowed in memories as she took a sip of her red wine.

JJ and your mom got into a conversation about surfing. To your surprise she still seemed very interested in it. At some point JJ even told her that it’s never too late to learn something and she actually blushed.

You were pleased with how this dinner went.

“I told you that you’d be great, babe” you whispered as JJ put his hand on your thigh under the table. You glanced up into his ocean blue eyes happily and noticed that your boyfriend was pretty relaxed now. Redirecting your gaze to the table again you saw your dad muster the two of you carefully.

“So, what are your intentions with my daughter?” he then asked, his eyes fixated on the blonde Pogue.

“Daaaad” you groaned in embarrassment as your cheeks heated up and even your mom sent a stern glare towards her husband.

JJ had nearly choked on the piece of steak he had shoved into his mouth just seconds prior.

“Am I not allowed to ask?”

“JJ, just ignore-“

“Well, Y/N here is the best thing that has ever happened to me. She is smart and kind and breathtakingly beautiful. She’s without a doubt the most amazing girl there is. So, my intention with your daughter sir, is to give her everything I got. Every single bit and hope that she’ll let me stay around” JJ confessed, making your heart grow two sizes.

The table was left speechless as you squeezed JJ’s hand in an attempt to say thank you. Your dad didn’t have anymore questions after that and as the Pogue King continued to have dinner in this Kook mansion, he didn’t feel so out of place anymore. His place on this island, in this universe, was simply next to yours. And when the two of you were together, you weren’t the Kook Princess and the Pogue King. You were just JJ and Y/N, who loved each other despite everything.

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