#jesse 4town x oc

[4town4lyfe]

feelings at the cabin, chapter one - Escape 2 Solitude

so some clarifying things, this story is in imanis pov

my age 4 the band

jesse - 26

aaron z - 23

aaron t - 23

robaire - 22

imani - 22

tae young - 18

Aaron Z is referred to as 'Z'

Aaron T is referred to as 'Aaron'

dont wanna spoil so early but this is gonna turn into aaron t x imani x aaron z, kk?

also, this is set in modern times, the band concept is y2k and late 90s early 00s, so nothing changed about them except the time period

aaron t and imani r in an established relationship already, so i gotta do something to that lol

let me know if there r any mistakes or if u want me to either add something or take it out

ill only be writing on here cuz this is the only place i can find with active 4town lovrz lol

sorry if anything is out of character, i gotta do what i gotta do

enjoy reading :)

Every December, we go to the cabin to get away from the fame and prying eyes of the paparazzi and crazed fans, spend time with one another, and have a sense of peace.

As much as I love our fans, it gets overwhelming, and our trips each year give us some solace among one another.

This year was supposed to be like every year. But it wasn’t. Something was threatening to tear us apart, and I couldn’t help but feel it would be my fault. 

As we drive farther and farther away from the city, I can feel my heart pounding. Why do I feel so nervous? 

I turn my music up in my ears to drown out the worry I feel. I glance over at Aaron T, who is  already staring at me. Staring at me with a loving look, he places his hand on mine and pecks me on my cheek. 

He starts to tell me a joke, and I can’t help but to laugh. He was always so funny and kind. He still is, I’ll never not think that. As he nods off to sleep, I look at him, his freckles more apparent and his cute curly hair that is slightly messy. 

But I still couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. Something is wrong with me? But what? I.. I don’t know. Maybe it’s this bus, with all six of us in here, it’s a little cramped, maybe that’s it. 

I feel my stomach growl. Maybe I’m just hungry. Or tired. “Everything’s fine.” I tell myself as I admire my boyfriend as he snoozes away, snoring softly. My eyes wander around the bus. 

There’s Tae Young, making his little stuffed bunny dance to the music on the radio. He always takes Byeol on our trips, she’s like a comfort to him, I guess. Nothing wrong with that. 

Tae loves these trips, mainly because he can get away from his father. His father doesn’t deserve Tae Young as a son, he’s so sweet and kind, but all his father sees is the nail polish and the singing.

I don’t like his father, his mother either. They don’t like the idea of their son being a singer, but I’m so proud of him for continuing to pursue his dreams and follow his heart.

I glance at Jesse, his hair slightly blowing in the wind since he has his window down, before Robaire tells him to roll it up. I don’t know why Jesse likes the cold, it’s like he’s Elsa in disguise. 

Jesse is like the father of the group, mainly to Tae, but also me. Me and Robaire never had a father in our life, having walked out, not wanting his kids to be singers.

So, our mother tried to make us be anything but singers, neglecting the love and attention you need from your mother. 

Then the money came in once we got signed as 4*TOWN, then she was all with it. But she’s always treated me different then Robaire.

I zone out for a little bit, thinking about my childhood, when I feel someone tapping my knee, I look up and it’s Aaron Z, nodding his head toward Robaire, who is turned toward me. Wait, so is Jesse and Tae, why are they staring? 

I take off my headphones and put them down beside me. “What’s wrong?” I question, confused as to why everyone, except Aaron T of course since he’s such a heavy sleeper, is looking at me.

“I called you like four times!” Robaire says with a hint of annoyance to his voice. “What? You know I had my headphones on.” I say, I always tell people I can’t hear them with my headphones on, and they don’t seem to get it.

“Someones gotta go into grab snacks? You’re the designated one, you hit your head or something?” Robaire says as if it was obvious, gesturing to the gas station we stopped at. 

“I didn’t hit my head.’’ I say, I don’t know why he thinks I hit my head, if I did, I wouldn’t be talking. Would I? I didn’t even realize we stopped anyways. “What do you guys want?” I ask, hesitantly ripping out a sheet from my sketchbook.

I look out to get a closer look at the gas station, this is a different one than what we usually stop at. Why do we have to go to a new place? I don’t even know what they have here!

But I know they won’t just leave because I don't like it, so I get everyones requests down with a small frown, my day feeling a little worse than before. I pull on my disguise, just a hoodie, a toque, and sunglasses, and climb over Aaron Z to get out, he leans back a little so it’s easier.

I look down at my list as I walk into the gas station, the door automatically opening with a welcoming ding. I go down one by one, first is Aaron T, I already know what he wants so I didn’t have to wake him up, it’s a hassle to. 

I walk down the aisles, he usually gets the big bag of nacho Doritos, a Mountain Dew, and a bag of… I reach up to a shelf, got them, Dubble Bubble bubblegum, I always steal some of his, so I grab the biggest bag I can. I drop them in the basket. 

Next is Z. He’s a simple guy, salted plantains and a Coke. Hard to find plaintains, especially in a gas station, but I surprisingly find them. I drop them in my basket and think about what I want. Wait, gotta go through the list.

Next up is… I glance back down at my list. Tae. Haribo Berries, Hi-Chews, and a Minute Maid, pink lemonade flavor. He really likes fruit flavored things, I can’t judge, but I'm more of a chocolate girl. I place them in my basket and look down at my list, when I notice two women about my age, oddly close to me beginning to whisper. 

Great.

I walk out of that aisle as quick as I can, looking back down at my list. Next up is Jesse. He’s like an old man sometimes, all he wants is beef jerky, and a diet Pepsi. Not my taste, but again, I cant judge. I know Robaire is next, all he wants is a big bag of Cheddar and Sour Cream Ruffles, and a Coke.

Yay, my turn! I always get the same thing at gas stations, a Pepsi, a bag of chips I’m feeling in that moment, tonight will be… I scan the rows and rows of chips, before landing on a bag of Takis. Spice is nice. I grab them, before going back to the candy aisle to grab me a Hershey's chocolate bar. 

As I grab the chocolate bar and set my basket on the counter, I feel a finger tap me on my shoulder. I turn to see those two girls from earlier, but as I turn, their faces distort from excitement to disappointment.

“Can I help you?” I say, waiting for the seemingly dumbfounded girls to say something so I can leave and I can get away. 

One of the girls look at me with a weird expression, seemingly disgusted. The other girl speaks up. “Sorry, we thought you were Robaire.” She says, her voice seeming disappointed with a hint of frustration. 

I don’t see it when people say me and Robaire look alike, we only have similar eye color, but thats about it. I have two beauty marks, he has one, I have thinner eyebrows, and he has thicker.

“Where is he, anyways? He's here somewhere, don’t lie. We want to see Robaire, not you.” The other girl says, her voice coming off as stuck up and rude. The other girl jabs her arm into the mean girls shoulder, causing her to wince.

“Sasha, don't be rude!” She says as her face contorts into an angry one. “Oh, hush, Rebecca. You know we only like 4*TOWN for the guys, not her! Theyre called boy bands for a reason!” Sasha says, as if I'm not even here.

Just when I thought my night couldnt get any worse. I don't understand why they don’t like me, I didn’t even do anything to them…

I begin to zone out as the two argue. But then something snaps me out of my thoughts, just to put me down in another set of thoights.

“Aaron T should've broken up with you on your birthday!” Sasha yells out as the store owner shoos them out, quickly coming up to me to apologize, telling me that everything is on the house as he scans my items and bags them.

I start thinking about that day, how my anxiety got worse by just a little bit. Everything between me and Aaron started this year, August 4th, my 22nd birthday. It was a surprise party at our clubhouse, I got sent to pick up pizza, I though they had forgotten my birthday.

When I came back, I saw the Happy Birthday banner that made me momentarily happy, before I saw Aaron and our now former manager, Hailey, kissing.

Though now I should've known it wasn't consensual, seeing that Aaron had his eyes wide open in shock before gently but forcefully pushing her away, but in the moment, I couldn't tell if it was real or a nightmare.

I quickly dropped the pizza box on the coffee table before storming out, my shoes clacking, which alerted the guys, and also Aaron, who ran after me before being stopped by Robaire, asking what happened.

I felt a hand grabbing mine, it was Z. At ifrst, I couldn't talk at all, feeling too overwhelmed to do so, but as he engulfed me in his warm embrace, I began to calm down and explain what I saw. As I talked, he looked at me with an expression that made me feel something weird inside.

He was shocked and a little hurt to say the least, and was about to go get Aaron so he could get his side of the story, when i caught a glimpse of Aaron, watching me and Z hug with an unreadable expression. 

Aaron ran over and began to explain himself, although I can usually keep up with his sometimes fast talking, I couldnt this time and Z had to tell him to breath and slow down. They locked eyes for a second, and that weird feeling came back, though it felt a little different. I don't know why.

Why did I feel like that?

As Aaron explained and Hailey rudely told the truth, that she came on to him and not vice versa as he would never do such a thing in the first place, I still felt a pang in my chest. I felt hurt, even though Aaron would never hurt me, and it was just a misunderstanding.

Now it's December 1st, and me and Aaron are going great again, we got a new manager named Paul, he's radical. Although we should have fired Hailey right after that concert in Toronto with the crazy giant talking red panda women and the other talking red panda ladies, plus the smaller yet taller than me talking one, Meilin Lee was her name.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by the cashier, and I feel embarrassed. I pay and quickly walk out. Why did she have to bring that up, why would she say that? My day is terrible and I just want to get to the cabin so I can cry in peace.

I go back to the van and hop in the backseat, before being instantly bombarded with questions like “What took you so long?’’ and “What's wrong?”

I quietly hand everyone their correct snacks, giving out a weak “I’m fine, I'm just tired.” and hoping they will get that I don't want to talk right now. I then notice that Aaron is awake, looking at me with a slightly concerned expression, and he holds my face and wipes away my tears.

Tears?

I didn't realize that I was crying.

“What happened?” he asks me, his voice soft as he looks at me with wide eyes and furrowed brows. I just lean into him, handing him the bag with his snacks. “I dont want to talk about it right now.’’ i say, hoping I'm not coming off as rude.

I seemingly don't, as he pecks my forehead and holds me close. I decide to spend the rest of this drive sleeping, not feeling hungry for my snacks now after everything that has happened.

I can hear the faint Michael Buble playing on the radio as I rest my head on Aaron’s chest and drift away to the world of wondrous sleep.

[helpforihavefallen]

Casually dropping more Lilith and Jesse content. Yes i gave Jesse another tattoo and no i’m not gonna apologize for it. 

Anyway what happens backstage, stays backstage.

[becca-alexa]

a colored sketch (?) of Jesse and my OC, Dianne

she's his kids' teacher and he meets her after he comes back from tour and it's really cute and i think about it a lot and i really want to write something for it 😍😍

[4town4lyfe]

Feelings in the Cabin - Chapter 2: Shopping and Odd Feelings

copied clarifying stuff from ch 1 lol but im changing ages

so some clarifying things, this story is in imanis pov

my age 4 the band

jesse - 26

aaron z - 23

aaron t - 22

robaire - 21

imani - 21

tae young - 18

Aaron Z is referred to as 'Z'

Aaron T is referred to as 'Aaron'

'Byeol' (별) means 'star' in Korean

SEVENTEEN is a kpop group pls dont judge i rlly like them i have been following since 2016 lol

also, mis amigos, pls leave comments and things to add down below por favor

OKOKOKOK BYEEEEE

“Imani.” A low, hushed voice calls.

“Imani!” It calls again, seeming closer, as if the person is leaning right over me. 

I’m awoken by someone picking me up, I begrudgingly open my eyes to see Aaron holding me close, carrying me bridal style with a happy expression, his eyes glancing between me and the cabin door. 

I guess we’re here. My eyes dart around, taking in my surroundings. The fresh white snow covering the ground, the treetops, the roof of the cabin.

 One by one, we pile in, first is me and Aaron, with Z right behind us, on his phone, then Robaire, who is carrying everyone’s snacks. 

Jesse and Tae walk in, with Jesse holding a load of bags, he seemingly took up the job of getting the luggage in, although he didn’t have to, we could’ve gotten our own things. 

Tae has his headphones on, seeming in his own world, fiddling with his stuffie, Byeol. As Jesse goes back out to get the rest of our things, and Z follows him, Aaron places me down on the couch in the living room, where Tae sits next to me as I sit up, rubbing my eyes. 

“You didn’t have to carry me in.” I said to Aaron, although it was really nice. He scoffs in response, waving it off.

“Ah, but I wanted to. Plus, you were knocked out. You guys say I’m a heavy sleeper, but look at you!” He exclaims, throwing his arms up. Me and Tae share a look, “T! You literally slept through a tornado! The sirens were going off, the wind was blowing, and rain was pouring down! I-” 

Tae says, then gestures to himself, “I was scared out of my mind, you were just,” Tae then imitates Aaron’s snoring, making all three of us laugh, before Aaron speaks up.

“Yeah, I don’t remember.” He says, tapping his chin as if he was trying to think.

“Of course you don’t, you were knocked out the whole time! You only woke up when Z and Jesse carried you out of the living room and put you in the tub!” I add to the mix, stifling a laugh at the memory of him being placed in the tub filled with cold water. 

“Oh, that was funny!” A loud voice exclaims, making the three of us turn around, seeing Jesse walking over to us, ruffing up Aaron’s hair, earning a flick to the head before sitting next to Tae.

As Aaron, Tae, and Jesse converse, Z walks in and heads straight to his room. Robaire is still just standing there, seemingly in thought, so I get up and walk over to him, the other guys too deep in conversation to notice.

“What's up, Baire?” I ask, slinging my arm over his shoulder.

He shrugs me off, walking to the kitchen. “Nothin’, just glad we’re here.” He tells me, sounding relieved as he places the snacks down on the counter and opens the fridge, it’s empty, of course, you never leave food in a place you only come to once a year.

“I love the fans, but they can be a little much, y’know?” He confesses, taking a notepad from out of nowhere and beginning to write items down. I begin to think back to a few hours ago, those two girls in the gas station, those “fans”, I had forgotten about until now.

“Imani? Are you good?” Robaire snaps me out of it, his face showing slight concern.

“Uh, yeah. I’m fine.” I reply, giving a sheepish grin and a thumbs up to show that I’m okay.

“Okay… did you wanna go with me?” He asks after a few seconds, and I tilt my head in confusion. 

“Go where?” I ask him, crossing my arms. He gives me a deadpan expression before answering. 

“The store? Did you not hear me? I swear, you need to stop blasting your music.” He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head. He finishes writing down his list, I glance down, it’s food and things like that.

“Can you go ask Z if he wants to come?” Robaire asks, pointing in the direction of the hallway, and I nod, “Sure.” I reply, before walking away and heading to the hallway. 

I glance down at my wrist, checking my watch, “Geesh, it’s only 6 o’clock and it’s dark out…” I mutter to myself, walking up to his shut door, where I can hear faint music pouring out, maybe Bruno Mars?

I rhythmically knock on his door, and the music quiets down. “Come in.” His rather monotonous voice calls out, and I open the door.

“Hola, soy Dora! Can you say ‘I will totally come to the store with Imani and Robaire’?”

I say in a high pitched tone, a feeble attempt at being funny, as he only stares at me with a bored expression as he turns his music back up, Silk Sonic, to tune me out. With a grumble, I walk over to his bed and sit beside him.

With a quick swipe, I grab his phone, and quickly type in New Kids On The Block’s ‘Step By Step’, letting it play through his speakers as he snatches his phone back, tossing it beside.

“What did you want?” He asks, tapping his foot to the beat before getting up and walking to his mirror, fiddling with his headband before taking it off and fixing his hair.

“You wanna come to the store with me and Baire? We’re getting like…actual food.” I ask. He stares at me from the mirror as I get up and pace while dancing at the same time.

“Okay.” He simply responds, going back to his bed when Robaire slips in, without knocking.

“Get ready to go.” He says before slipping back out, leaving the door open. Z gets up and puts his shoes on and grabs a jacket.

“Uh, dude. It’s freezing outside and you’re only wearing a jacket? Are you at least gonna change into pants?” I question, putting my hands on my hips.

He shakes his head no, and I huff, walking to the living room, putting on my boots, coat, and gloves.

“Where ya goin’, babe?” I hear Aaron ask, and I jolt when I turn around, as he’s right behind me, his hands hovering over my waist.

“Oh my…!” I shut my eyes for a second, calming down with an exhale. “Uh… Me, Z, and Robaire are going to the store. I think Baire’s already outside, so…”  

I say, as Z walks into the room, earbuds in, hood and sunglasses on as he walks right past us and out the door. Aaron’s gaze lingers on Z for a moment before turning back to me.

“Well, when you get back, we need to have a little chat.” He says, his tone oddly serious. I furrow my brows in confusion, though I don’t question him.

“Mkay… well… bye.” I say, backing up and walking out the door, gently shutting it before turning around to go to the van.

As Z is in the middle section, I go to sit in the front seat before Robaire stops me.

“I’m buying some drinks and I want them up here.” He says bluntly, gesturing to the seat behind the passenger seat, next to Z.

“You can sit there.” 

I give Robaire a blank stare before shutting the front door a bit harshly, opening the sliding van door and sitting down in the empty seat, as Z glances at me for a moment, I can see him out of the corner of my eye.

“Yeah, I’m totally gorgeous, I know.” I say in a joking manner as Robaire starts up the van and backs out of the driveway and toward the, I flutter my eyelashes in a comical way as Z turns his head to glance out the window, his flushed cheeks going unnoticed by me as I continue my antics.

After a minute or two, Robaire chimes in.

“Hey, no one is as beautiful as me!” He exclaims, making a silly duck face in the rearview mirror, making me chuckle and Z scoff in amusement. “Hey, let's settle this! Z,” Robaire calls out to him, making him glance up.

“Who has better looks, me or Mani?” Robaire finishes, making me grin at the use of my nickname, although my name is pretty short already. Z glances between me and Robaire, only for about a split second, before,

“Imani.” He answered bluntly, turning back to gaze out the window. Robaire feigns a mock betrayed expression, while I sputter in laughter. “See? I’m just that gorgeous.” I say with a sigh, crossing my arms and back in my seat as Robaire finally connects his phone to the van instead of listening to the radio, overrun with Christmas, Christmas, with a sprinkle of… Christmas.

As much as I love Christmas and its music, I’d rather listen to something else for now. Well, it doesn’t really matter, me and Robare do not have the same music taste, like, at all. 

I decided to put my headphones on, shuffling my main playlist. Of course, the first song that plays is our cover of ‘Mary, Did You Know?’, the Pentatonix style. “Whatever.”, I think to myself as I let it play, we did good, plus, I love this song. 

After a bit of driving, we pull up to a quaint little store, just outside of town, it’s so quiet, yet so peaceful. The three of us hop out of the van, toques, sunglasses, and hoods on, just in case. We walk in and are welcomed with a sweet bell, and a store clerk is right by the door, wearing a big grin.

“Hello there, how’s it goin’?” He asks, scanning out faces and we give him smiles. “Hm, never seen y’all around before, welcome!” He says, clapping his hands together and grabbing us a cart. 

“My name is John, I’m the owner, I won’t keep ya, just wanted to greet y’all, I do that with all the newcomers, y’know? I usually see locals, so it's good to see some fresh faces. Alrighty, my apologies, we’ve got a real nice selection, so go on ahead and shop!” He says, he’s a talker, for sure, but he seems like a sweet old guy.

Robaire stays behind, talking more with the owner as he hands me the list of things to buy, how kind. Me and Z decide to split up the list between the two of us, so we got through it fairly quickly, until we didn’t.

Robaire decided to not specify some items, like what type of coffee, knowing his taste though, I decided to find the more ‘exquisite’ things, as he would say. Good thing Z was in the next aisle, as I needed to grab something off the top shelf.

“Yo, Z.” I wave him over, grabbing his arm and pulling him over to my aisle, where I’m stuck in a hot chocolate predicament. The last thing on the list, I want the brand on the top shelf.

I point up to it, “I want that one, up there.” I say, expecting him to grab it, but he doesn’t. Instead, he grabs me and lifts me in the air and puts me on his shoulders, much to my disdain, he knows I don’t like heights. “Z!” I exclaim rather loudly, getting the attention of a shopper in the next aisle, staring at me with a bewildered expression as I quickly grab the hot chocolate and gently tap his chest with my foot, letting him know I got it.

As he puts me down, I can’t help but feel more than flustered as I put the hot chocolate in the cart. I turn away, holding my totally on fire face. “Z! Why’d you do that?” The close proximity left us both flustered, I catch a glimpse of the small change in his demeanor as he tries to mask it with his normally neutral expression, though I can see the slight furrow of his brows and the subtle flush in his face. He simply gives me a shrug, turning to walk, rather quickly, back to the front of the store.

I decide to brush off his odd reaction as I am already feeling odd myself, we walk to the cash register, where the clerk is waiting. “Did you find everything okay?” He asks as Z starts unloading the cart. 

“Yes, thank you.” I say with a small smile, holding my hands together and rocking back and forth on my heels. Robaire gives me an odd expression, tilting his head.

“What’s wrong? Why’s your face all red?” He asks, making me pause for a moment, letting out a breath. “Um, I dropped… something, uh, hot chocolate. It just made me a bit embarrassed. I’m fine though.” I explain, giving him a thumbs up, he seemingly buys it, nodding his head as we wait to pay.

After a bit, we pay, but before we walk out, the clerk stops us.

“I’m sorry, I have to ask, are you guys in a show or something? I swear I’ve seen your faces before!” He asks as we take our pitiful disguises off, he snaps his fingers when he seems to figure it out. 

“No, no, you guys are singers, aren’t ya? Uh, what’re you called…O-Town? No… Something-Town… I’m sorry, I’m not great with music nowadays.” He sheepishly says, rubbing the back of his neck as Robaire chuckles. 

“We’re 4*TOWN, and it’s okay.” He says, patting the clerks back. “Right, 4*TOWN! My granddaughter loves you guys! Posters and everything. Gotta admit, you guys are pretty cool, you’ve got this 90s vibe goin’ on.” The clerk says with a grin, putting his hands on his hips.

“I don’t mean to bother, but could I get a photo? It’s okay if you don’t wanna.” He asks, and we all nod, glad that he was so kind with it unlike some other people.

“Sure, it’s no problem.” Robaire says, and the four of us gather as the clerk gets his phone out and we pose, snapping a picture. “Oh, thank you, her birthday is the week after next, and I’ll be getting her tour tickets for Christmas, she’ll be so happy.” He says with a smile, sending the photo to his granddaughter.

“Oh, her birthday! Here,” I get an idea, taking a pen out of my purse and grabbing the shopping list from Z’s hands, crossing out the list and turning it over, writing my signature and a happy birthday message before handing it to Robaire as he does the same, then to Z.

He gives it to the clerk, whose smile just got even bigger. “Oh, thank you so much, you have no idea how much happy this'll make her!” He says gratefully, giving us our bags. 

“I’ve kept you long enough, y’all have a great night.” He calls out as we exit, heading to the van and loading it up with our groceries. I turn to Robaire. “I wanna drive.”

“Why?” He questions. “Dude, I like, never get to drive the van, lemme drive!” I say, giving him my best puppy dog eyes as he grimaces. “Ew, never do that again, and fine!’ He exclaims as I fist bump the air and get into the driver's seat as Z and Robaire get into the middle section. 

I connect my phone to the van, deciding to put my SEVENTEEN playlist on shuffle, turning up the volume as ‘Fear’ comes out of the speakers and I drive back to the cabin, all previous feelings replaced with peace and calmness.

[helpforihavefallen]

I will shamelessly upload just oc x 4town shit here because i’m experiencing the one and only writers block.

Lilith and Jesse everyone.