#BOB X RUDY'S MOM OR DAD sorry okay i will stop

[br1ghtestlight]

if bob was a single dad and linda wasn't in the picture enemies to lovers jimmy pesto and bob would be incredibly tempting. but that would also make tina and jimmy jr step siblings which isnt what i want for either of them 😭 having ur first kiss with your future step sibling. man. but I love the homoeroticism of it all. love pathetic middle aged men who hate each other

[collecting-stories]

Everywhere I’m Goin’ - JJ Maybank

Request: Can i request jjxreader where reader leaves obx one day and leaves jj a note and he is distraught about it but then she comes back after 2 days and he’s really angry at her at first but then he gets emotional and its loveyedovey? :) Your writing is really good

A/N: I lengthened the time apart to a year instead of two days. 

Outer Banks Masterlist

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“She said she’d be here.” JJ piped up, checking his phone again. There were no texts from you. In fact, no one had heard from you since yesterday when you abruptly announced you had to leave in the middle of hanging out at the Chateau. When you were halfway out the door he had reminded you about going out on the Pogue and you’d said that you’d see him.

Except it was twenty minutes passed when they agreed to go out and you still weren’t at John B’s.  

“She’s not here though, is she?” John B replied, making a point of looking around at the group of them.  

You had been friends with the group since, forever, but you were always a little more removed. Never someone they hung out with individually or thought of first, you always felt a little like an outsider. You got to go along and observe but you weren’t ‘one of them’. JJ would be the first one to deny that claim and say that you were just as close with him as Pope or John B but you knew it was true. You just weren’t their first pick.  

“Well I’m going to check on her.”

“Dude, JJ!” John B shouted as JJ started to walk toward the road. “Can we just go? We’ll stop by later!”  

“Fine.”

Despite Kiara trying to calm JJ down and distract him from you being absent it was all he could think about. He kept checking his phone to see if you had texted but there were never messages. Even though you felt like you were on the outside of their group you had always been a constant and you being missing was sending JJ into a mild panic.  

When John B finally docked back at the Chateau at the end of the day, JJ was the first one off the boat. He headed straight for Kiara’s SUV, her following him close behind. She had promised to drive him over to your house when they got back to John B’s. His knee bobbed uncontrollably as they drove and when she pulled into your driveway, he was out the door immediately.  

The first thing he saw was the For Sale sign in your front yard. He raked his brain to try and think whether you had mentioned anything about your parents selling your house but he couldn’t think of it.  

“Did she say she was moving?” JJ asked Kiara, sounding desperate as he walked up the porch to try the door.  

“No she didn’t mention it to me.” Kiara said, shaking her head as she watched JJ go around to the back of the house. She looked around the yard, walking over toward the mailbox. The red flag was up and she opened the flap to look inside, pulling an envelope out. The word Pogues was written across it and she frowned, flipping it over to pull out two letters, one addressed to all of them and one just addressed to JJ.  

“JJ!” Kiara called, “there’s a letter!”  

“What?” The blond came back around the side of the house, boots hitting the pavement as he came over to check the letter, she was holding up for him. He swiped it out of her hand, tearing it open to read it. Kiara watched as he dropped onto the grass to sit and read the letter that you had left in the mailbox for him. She scanned over the one you’d written for everyone while JJ sat there in silence.  

“What did she say?” Kiara asked. You’d written that your mom was getting married and you were moving in with your dad in Chapel Hill. Or that you had moved in.  

“She’s gone.” JJ said, staring at the paper, “I can’t believe she’s gone.”

There was more to your letter for him. You confessed that you’d always felt on the outside of the group, never quite as close to any of them as they were to each other. But also, that you had a crush on him. One you’d had since you were in middle school. Twelve-year-old you had only started hanging out with them because of your crush on JJ. But you knew it was unrequited and you knew that you might not see him again so you felt okay telling him.  

After that he tried to text you a few times and he even called a handful of times as well. You had blocked them all from your social media, trying the ‘fresh start’ thing for the first time in your life. Despite only being three hours away from the island you figured the chances of ever seeing them again were slim to none.  

-

The universe had a funny way of working though and your mom, who had moved to Figure Eight after she got married, had a baby a year later. Seventeen years apart from your new sibling, the last thing you truly wanted to do was return to the Outer Banks but you did. At least, hopefully, on the Eight for a weekend you wouldn’t see anyone you knew.  

“Oh my god,” except you did.  

Your mom ordered groceries from Heyward’s without mentioning it to you and it was JJ who walked through the open kitchen door, setting the bags on the island before he realized what he was looking at. You, standing there at the refrigerator.  

“JJ-”

“What the fuck...you’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” JJ cursed, stepping back and running a hand through his hair, a little darker than it used to be. He shook his head in disbelief, eyes wide.

“JJ I-”

“No...you cannot possibly have any kind of explanation.” He said.

“Please-” You moved toward him but he backed away.

“Stay the fuck away from me. You’re nothing but a fucking liar.”

“I didn’t lie, I-”

“You said you were leaving...without even fucking saying goodbye! And now here you are fucking hanging around the Eight like it’s no big deal!” He almost shouted, “I tried to call you...I...I sent you so many texts and you never answered!”

“I’m sorry...I-”

“No.” He shook his head, backing toward the door and holding his hand out to keep you away from him. “No.” He repeated.  

You watched him run out the door, something in your mind clicking as he passed through the threshold. You couldn’t walk away again, letting things just dissolve. It’d caused you a world of grief and it was clear from JJ’s behavior that you weren’t the only one that you’d hurt.  

“JJ!” You ran out the door after him, following him down to the jetty. You saw Pope stand up in surprise, looking at you with shock but you were focused on JJ. He stopped, back to you, and you watched as he ran his hand through his hair again, tilting his head forward as his shoulders sunk.

He turned back to look at you, eyes red, “what are you doing here?”

“My mom had a baby.”

“Why did you leave?” He asked.  

“I had-”

“No, why did you leave us? Me? We had a good thing going and then you’re just gone? With a fucking note in the mailbox like I’m supposed to not give a shit about you? That’s bullshit! I loved you.” He shouted, deflating by the end of his rant, shaking his head as he admitted, “I love you.”

Pope looked away awkwardly, moving further onto the boat to give you privacy though you could see him watching from the window either way.  

“I just didn’t think it mattered-”

“Yeah I got you’re letter.”

“I’m sorry. I just felt like, if I left it wouldn’t matter and I didn’t wanna do a big goodbye. I didn’t think I’d be back, honestly.”

“Where’d you go?”

“Chapel hill.”

“Fuck.” JJ cursed, “you were fucking three hours away?”

“I’m sorry.” You said, sounding more like you were pleading with him to accept your apology.  

“Why did you...we coulda worked it out, you didn’t have to just...disappear.” JJ replied.  

“I didn’t know you liked me.”

“Yeah well, I do.”  

“So...what do we-” In one fluid motion JJ walked back down the jetty to you, grabbing your face and kissing you. Head fuzzy, you knew enough to kiss him back, fighting a smile when he pulled away to talk.  

“Well I’ll tell what, I’m not fucking letting you go off without saying anything. I’ll follow you all the fucking way to Chapel Hill if you do.” He replied.  

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