#pogue o confession

[rededgecitycouncil]

The things I want to do to Pogue are NSFW

@poguexoconnor

[livbedum]

headcanons

maybank!reader x rafe cameron

warnings i talk about them having sex

18+ minors dni

you knew rafe before working at the club. everyone on the island knew everyone on the island. you knew that he messed with your brother and friends. you knew he was a rich kook who thought of himself as god. until he started bothering you at work , he was just some asshole to you.

the flirting started at work and then transformed into him offering to give you a ride home one night when your truck had broken down. he dropped you off a block from the house due to your request , and it never came up again.

jj had his bike , and you had your truck. it was beat up , but you had repaired it with your dad on his good days.

everything about your relationship was hidden from the world. the only person that had ever seen you together was ward one time when rafe was sneaking you out early one morning. “is that why you’ve been less of a menace lately?” he asked his son as he watched you pull out of their driveway.

your brother didn’t question your late nights or the days he wouldn’t see you. you always had some sort of excuse to get away with hanging out with rafe.

most of your hangouts were out on his boat away from anyone else. you’d lounge around drinking and smoking and talking about anything and everything. that’s when you truly got to know rafe. he confessed all of his secrets , the way he and his dad worked , sarah , all of it. you did the same , finding comfort in rafe.

at first , you thought it was just some weird friendship thing you two had going on , assuming he needed someone to be a human diary just like you did until he kissed you one night.

from that night on , you would hangout and hookup more often. it was obvious that there was something more than just friends with benefits , but you were content with what it was.

yes , jj finding out would have been world war three , but you were the most worried about kie finding out about you and rafe. you knew she had some sort of history with him after her kook year , but you didn’t know details , so it worried you a little.

beach bum!! if you’re not working , you’re on the beach. you’re always in a swimsuit with a shirt or shorts never both. you’re the only one that holds a candle to jj’s surfing.

despite keeping things under wraps , you both were very jealous people. you knew that it was inevitable to see some kook hanging on rafe’s arm at the boneyard , but that didn’t stop you from glaring dagger at her and saying it was directed at him when your friends asked. rafe is especially possessive , and he always made sure to show you how upset he was when ‘some pogue’ got too close to you.

i can see you posting that one tiktok sound that goes “he chose me! he don’t want you! nanny nanny booboo i fuck him more than you do!” with his arm over your shoulder to keep his identity hidden but still wanting to be petty about some girl at a party

you were off and on with him ; usually it was you calling it quits when he acted too out of line , but every once in awhile he would break up with you. you were always especially miserable when you weren’t with him , feeling like a piece of you was missing , but when it was because of him , it got really bad.

after you got back from pougelandia , you didn’t speak a word to him for eighteen long months. you saw him all over the island — with sofia , but you ignored his stares.

the worst thing about your relationship was the fact that you knew him so deeply and were convinced that in another world him and your brother could’ve been good friends. you accepted that wasn’t plausible in this lifetime , though.

he reassured you that you being a pogue didn’t matter to him at all , but you both knew it would affect your relationship in the long run. in the meantime , he spoiled you to death , saying his girl deserves the world.

y’all little freaks in the sheets. you’re the first girl that’s every truly gotten to experience rafe cameron the way you did. ever other girl he had been with was a one night stand , a stray two times thrown in there every now and again , but you got all of him.

the breakup sex was mind blowing , but it was the makeup sex that had your heart. rafe was softer with you , sweeter with his tone of voice.

you called him pookie all of the time , and he hated it. he liked ‘the normal ones’ like babe or baby. one he especially loved was my love. it reminded him that you did love him ; you weren’t hanging around for his money or to get anything from him.

he was so soft with you. aside from your tiffs ; you’d only gotten into one singular heated argument before. it lasted the longest out of all of them , mainly because you didn’t break up , you just kept fighting when you saw each other. he called you a bitch. you slapped him. and it just kept coming up.

it’s giving starstruck the way he had you cooped up in his room when he threw parties. it drove you insane , but you knew that rafe would be popping in all throughout the night , so it wasn’t a complete loss of time.

he misses you. a lot. he had sofia now , but she wasn’t you. he wanted to tell you that the first time you saw him after getting back , but he was with her and he saw you look at them together. you turned your back and walked away. he’d leave you alone for now.

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[thecameronchronicles]

Girlfriends

TW: smut. Girl x girl. Language. 

SUMMARY: Cheating on your boyfriends with each other. 

WORD COUNT: 700

Girlfriends

could you please do a sarah cameron x fem!pogue!reader smut imagine where they've been hooking up for a while behind their bf's backs? ( sarah is dating Topper and reader is dating either JJ or Pope ) and they knows it wrong, but they can't help it. 

Girlfriends

To anyone who saw you, you were the closest of friends. Sharing everything from clothes to secrets. She was the dutiful girlfriend to Topper as the expected blossoming relationship between Kooks as you were to JJ. But once alone, you were the epitome of forbidden in every sense. 

"Sarah!" You gasped. "We have to stop..." Her fingers made perfect circles over your clit through your suit. Despite the objection, your palms rested on the bed behind you and you rode against her hand as she watched you find pleasure in her touch. 

"You want me to stop?" 

"No..." You groaned as she moved faster. 

"You're soaking through your suit for me..."

"Fuuuucckkk..."

"Faster?" You nodded, clutching her wrist. "I wanted to make you come right out there...the way you were looking at me..."

"We can't..."

"But you want to..." You bobbed your head in desperate agreement. "You're already so close..."

"Shit, Sarah...I wanna feel you..."

"Like last time?" You nodded as she was quick to chuckle and remove her own swim bottoms as you mirrored her actions. 

"This is so wrong..." You moaned as she began to rock against you, a vibrator set against the two of you as you both rode into it from this angle. Her feet planted beside your elbows as yours sat the same, looks of pleasure cast on both of your faces as you took turns at each other's breasts. 

"Then why are you so wet? I can feel you dripping down our little toy..." She teased you. 

"Because I can't stop..."

"Me neither...I think about you when Top goes down on me like you do...it's the only way I can come..." She confessed as you thrust harder. "YES!" She moaned aloud as your eyes flashed to the door. 

"I imagine you when JJ fingers me..." Her fingers brushed over your clit as your mouth pulled to a large O.

"I love watching you feel good...I love that it's because of me..." You threw the toy down on the bed and kissed her. Your tongue ravaging her mouth as you continued to rock your naked pussy against her own. 

"You imagine me?" You asked as you teased her lower lips. "Maybe you shouldn't have to..."  You moved between her legs, using the vibrator between your own, as you made good on your words. She weaved her fingers carefully through your hair, pulling when you made her close. 

"I love how you edge me..." She breathed while relaxing the recent arch of her back. 

"Yeah?" You pulled the vibrator from your thighs and brought it to her clit. 

"You like that, Sarah?" She began shaking biting her bottom lip, as you increased the speed. 

"Fuuuucckkk...." 

"Come for me...I love watching you come..." 

"Sit on my face...I wanna make you come too..." You obeyed, taking your position as she pulled you wide. 

"Fuck!" You belted before feasting between her legs. Every slip of your tongue rivaled her own as some sort of sexual chicken to see who could come first. Her hips began to buck first as you moaned louder. 

"You're gonna make me come!" She warned. "It's gonna be-" She silenced to this as you pulled her against your face. 

"Yeeeesss!" You hissed to the arrival of your own orgasm. But as she was coming down, from hers, she pressed the vibrator to your clit s you jolted to your back. Her pussy resting on the other side of the bulbous head. 

"Again....I need more..." 

"Fuck, Sarah..." 

"Yes...YES!" Her beautiful face crafted in perfect pleasure as you were quick to fall apart for her again. The mix of cum staining the vibrator as you pulled her down for a soft kiss. 

"We have to stop..." You explained before she nodded. 

"I know..." But as you looked at each other, you wanted more. She shared this, climbing beneath you as you played with her breasts. 

"But I can't stop..."

"Then don't..." You moaned as you slipped two fingers inside of her. Finding her ready for yet another orgasm. One you were all too happy to offer.

SARAH CAMERON MASTERLIST

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[obaex]

R A F E C A M E R O N

☼ sweet silence summary: rafe manages to say a lot to you without saying anything

☼ better start practicing summary: you see a soft and unexpected side of rafe, leading you both to confess your true feelings about the future ☼ the one that chases you (series) summary: jj makes a decision that will alter the course of your summer, driving you to figure out who you really are and who you really want.

☼ anything but you summary: when sarah and the pogues steal barry’s money, he concocts a plan to take the one thing the oldest cameron loves most to ensure he gets repaid in full.

☼ cross my heart summary: rafe disappears for the day and comes back with a big surprise

☼ see you in my nightmares summary: rafe is forced to make a decision that will alter the course of your future together, but how long can he live with the consequences of his actions?

☼ the three times duke tried to tell you something summary: rafe’s dog duke starts acting differently towards you, clearly trying to tell you something that you and rafe can’t seem to figure out on your own.

☼ untouchable summary: when a fight breaks out at midsummers, an unexpected ally reminds you who you are and whose you are

☼ reading between the lines summary: rafe tries, and fails, to tell you how he feels. or does he?

☼ island breeze + lights down low summary: rafe can't keep his eyes off of you, so he decides to do something about it

☼ (not) my girl summary: if rafe cameron is so sure he doesn't need to be seen with you at midsummers, you are more than happy to oblige (or) the time you drove rafe insane with jealousy.

☼ the blind date summary: your friends set you and rafe up on a blind date, but it doesn't go quite as you'd expected.

☼ the bet summary: two guys have their eye on you and when kiara baits you into a bet, it quickly becomes clear how your night will end.

☼ four (hockey player!ex au) summary: rafe knows he's screwed up, but when he offers you a way to make amends, you can't resist. the catch? he'll have to do the impossible.

part one part two

☼ smartwatch (drabble)

J J M A Y B A N K

☼ dying to tell you summary: after a normal beach day takes an unexpected turn, jj has something he needs to say

☼ stole the show summary: jj steals your attention during a music festival

☼ you, the ocean, and me

part one summary: jj is determined to put a smile on your face during your two week trip to the obx, but what happens when fun turns into something more? part two summary: life is picture perfect until the past comes knocking at your door, unwilling to let you go.

☼ pinch me summary: when you turn 17, your body begins to mirror anything that happens to your soulmate, but with so many marks and bruises, why is yours so hard to find?

☼ a little dirty summary: you find that watching jj work can be very… distracting

☼ lightning love summary: jj comforts you during a thunderstorm… or so you thought

☼ the bet summary: two guys have their eye on you and when kiara baits you into a bet, it quickly becomes clear how your night will end.

☼ you ruined my life (by not being mine) - coming soon! (sneak peek) summary: from the moment jj meets you, he’s determined to hate you, and when he can’t hate you, he’s determined to ignore you, and when that doesn't work and neither does forgetting you, well, what other option is there?

☼ jj comforts you when you're sick

© obaex please do not copy, plagiarize, or repost my work

[beyonddmythoughtssworld]

paper hearts || jj maybank x carrera!reader

Summary: After being rejected, JJ turns to the reader to mend his broken heart, not taking into account her own.

Word Count: 11.8k (she's long I couldn't help it)

Warnings: 18+ content, smut, angst, verbal altercations, slapping, she's wordy but worth it

"When you lose a thought... where does it go?"

Breaking away from your own thoughts, you turn your head to the blonde just as he passes the joint over to you. Grabbing it, you watch as he exhales the puff of smoke before looking at you expectantly. Your eyebrows knit together in confusion.

“I don’t know. It’s lost,” You respond after a few moments. He had managed to stump you with that, the effects of the weed making it the most profound question of the night.

Bringing his arm up to lay under his head, he turns his face so he’s looking at the sky again, the star of the moonlight reflecting off his face. You take another hit before passing it back, taking the time to admire him.

You were aware enough to admit the crush you’ve had on JJ since you met him. It was hard not to. Taking the physical aspect out of it, which would be explanation enough, you’d grown to admire the heart of the surfer over the last few years you’d known him.

You noticed the way he’d drop everything for the people he loves. You noticed how he was always up for some crazy adventure, opting to live with no regrets. You noticed how the carefree blonde would fight to protect his friends. You noticed him.

And he noticed that.

It was no secret amongst the group that you had feelings for him, just something that wasn’t addressed. You were Little Carrera, and Kie made it clear when she introduced to the group that there would be no funny business. It was then that you were informed of the ‘no pogue-on-pogue macking’ rule.

Kie was the first to notice how your eyes lingered on the blonde when he entered the room, and she brought it up semi-casually as you guys were hanging out.

“JJ is… complicated,” She began as you guys were sitting on your bed, the movie long forgotten. “He’s great… amazing actually. But he’s not the relationship type. And you’re very…”

She trailed off, but it didn’t take much effort to fill in the blanks. On top of being considered the ‘baby’ of the group - a term you’ve grown to detest - it didn’t take long for them to notice that you’re the type of person who wears your heart on your sleeve; John B once describing you as someone with ‘big feelings’.

If you were to have JJ, you would want all of him. And JJ Maybank was many things, but willing to break down the walls he built up was not on that list. It’s funny, really. The same man who would risk his life for the people he loves has a hard time even saying the word itself. And while that stopped you from pursuing him, it wasn’t enough to diminish the way he made you feel.

Maybe it was because he welcomed you with open arms, growing the closest over your time in the group. Maybe you were holding out because you hoped that one day he would come to the revelation that you were someone he could break down those walls for. That you wouldn’t hurt him. Whatever it was, you were head over heels.

Unbeknownst to you, Kie also had a conversation with JJ not too long after.

“I’m not saying you have to be with her,” She quickly said when she noticed the shocked look on the blonde’s face as she revealed your crush. “I’m just telling you because… she’s my sister and maybe if you’re aware you can stop doing things that send her mixed signals. That is, if you don’t feel the same.”

“No,” JJ replied, wincing at the speed and how that came off. “Don’t get me wrong, she’s great. I love being around her, I just.. don’t have those feelings for her.”

He wanted to add that he instead shared those feelings for the older Carrera, but the words caught in his throat right just as he opened his mouth to do so. He’d been wanting to confess his own feelings for Kiara for months, and he assumed when she pulled him off to the side ‘to talk’ that she would be bringing up her own feelings for him.

Then again, maybe she doesn’t want him to send mixed signals to you because she doesn’t want anything to happen with you guys. What if this conversation is a way for her to find out if he has feelings for her younger sister, cause that would mean he doesn’t have them for her?

“Great.” Great?

“I mean, well, you know what I mean.” She waved off, but he desperately wanted her to tell him because he didn’t know what she meant. “Just don’t do anything to lead her on. I don’t want her to get hurt.”

“I won’t hurt her,” He promised, not even really saying it to appease her. You were too good of a friend for him to intentionally hurt you. You were too good of a person for him to be that malicious, especially now knowing how you felt.

And he truly meant that promise when he made it.

But when JJ was hurt, he had the tendency to do stupid things. Very stupid things.

Which brought you guys to laying next to each other in the hammock outside of the Chateau, sharing a joint while looking at the stars. He could feel your eyes on him, and it was making it harder to tell himself to not do this stupid thing, no matter how easy it would be. It would stroke his ego, you wouldn’t question it, and he would be able to get lost in the feeling of you to forget the embarrassment of the rejection he faced earlier that day.

He finally had the balls to tell Kie how he felt, and it did not turn out how he wanted.

“Jayj..” Kie trailed off, eyebrows knitting together as she was unable to find the words. But JJ could tell by the look on her face that she didn’t feel the same way. He rubbed the back of his neck, looking away before turning back around and smiling like nothing was wrong.

“It’s all good. I just- Well, I figured it wouldn’t hurt to try,” he backed away, Kie reaching out to him and calling his name with this sympathetic tone that made JJ grimace. “Really Kie, we’re all good. Just forget I even said anything.”

She had left the Chateau not too long after, making some excuse about being tired from their beach day. But JJ knew it was because she felt awkward around him now, and he cursed at himself for reading her wrong and thinking she felt the same. Now, he might have screwed things up just in the friendship.

At the very least, she would be walking on eggshells around him or looking at him like a sick puppy who needs pity, and the thought humiliated him as much as it angered him.

She had asked you if you were riding home with her, to which you declined. JJ offered to take you home when you wanted, not surprised when you didn’t hesitate to agree. Once Pope left and John B turned in for the night, the two of you decided to go out for a smoke session before he planned to drop you off.

Part of him wanted to blame Kie. While he appreciated the conversation they’d had about you then, all he could think now was that you were forbidden fruit being dangled in front of him. Maybe he wanted to hurt Kiara back. Maybe he just needed to feel wanted by someone that day.

Whatever the reason, JJ found himself turning to face you, catching you off guard. Normally he would pretend as if he couldn’t feel the eyes on him, but now he was looking at you and not saying anything and fuck you couldn’t breathe.

The devil and angel on JJ’s shoulders were having a full out war. This is wrong. It would be the worst thing he’s ever done, and he knew he was an asshole to do anything with you knowing how you felt about him. And how he felt about your sister.

But you were beautiful. And you were looking at him as if he held the world in his hands and fuck he’s about to do something completely stupid.

He leans in, pausing when your breath catches in your throat out of nerves. Pulling away, JJ looks at you.

“Is this okay?” The question was futile, both of you knew that. But he could see the uncertainty swimming in your eyes, not knowing if this was the effect of really good weed or if he was actually making a move on you. After a few moments, you snap out of your head and realize you have yet to respond.

“Yeah,” You whisper, afraid if you speak too loud you’d break the bubble the two of you seemed to be in. He leans in slowly, you mimicking his actions and meeting him into a soft kiss. It was short, the two of you pulling apart but still centimeters away from each others face.

This is the part where he tells you that was a mistake. He’s gonna tell you he’s just high, and that you should forget-

But you’re cut off by his lips slamming on yours, his hand coming up to cup the side of your face as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. Both of your hearts were beating a mile a minute. You lightly grabbed the hand that was on your face, needing something to ground you as you felt you would float away at any moment. Surely this would be what killed you.

“You wanna go inside?” JJ mumbles against your lips, kissing you softly. No, that would be what killed you.

“Yeah,” You reply, kicking yourself in the ass for not having any other words in your vocabulary right now. But he doesn’t seem to mind as he gets out of the hammock, using one hand to grab yours and help you off while using the other to stabilize the swinging.

His hand is still holding yours as he leads you into the Château and his makeshift room. He takes a seat on the edge of the bed, pulling you between his legs and kissing you again.

JJ knew that he was crossing so many lines they were basically nonexistent at this point. He meant to stop after the first kiss, but you looked so fragile in that moment when you thought he would reject you. Is that how he looked when he told Kiara how he felt?

Maybe it was good that he kept kissing you. You would be devastated and embarrassed, and he couldn’t be the cause of that knowing how it felt to be on the receiving end. Sleeping with you would be like killing two birds with one stone. He’d be able to consume himself with the distraction that you’re providing, and you would get what you’ve always wanted from the blonde.

JJ did whatever to rationalize his actions because he didn’t want to stop. It felt good to forget, and who better to lose himself in than the girl who basically worshipped him?

Grabbing the back of your thighs, he lifted you up until you were placed on his lap, resting his hands on the small of your back as he lightly ran his tongue on the bottom of your lip to ask for permission. You grant it, giving up control instantly and bringing your hands to the back of his neck, pulling at the end of his hair.

He grunted against you, starting to guide your hips so you were grinding against him. He begins to harden as you gasp, and he pulls away as a thought pops in his head.

“Are you a virgin?” You blush at the question, but shake your head. Thank God. JJ could barely write off what he’s doing now, but he would be going straight to hell if you trusted him with that and he went through with it knowing his intentions.

When JJ leans back in, you don’t allow any more interruptions. Pushing him back on the bed, the two of you get lost in the feeling of each other.

•••

JJ is woken up by the smell of bacon.

At first he’s sure he’s just having a very vivid dream, but his eyes pop open after a few moments when he realizes it’s reality. When the hell did John B go to the store?

He rolls over to the other side of the bed, stuffing his face in the pillow and inhaling. The scent of mango and vanilla overwhelms his senses, and he sighs contently at your known fragrance before his eyes pop open for the second time. The events of last night come rushing back, and he sits up in the bed.

You’re not in the room, which makes him think there’s only one place you would be. He should’ve known. If John B was cooking he would’ve woken up to the smell of smoke instead of perfectly cooked bacon.

He gets out of the bed, pulling on his boxers before grabbing a random pair of sweats off the ground and putting those on as well. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he walks down the hall to the kitchen to see you at the stove.

On top of the bacon you have sizzling on the back burner, you’re currently scrambling some eggs. You’re wearing only one of his cut out shirts, and his eyes run up your legs before settling on a very noticeable handprint on your outer thigh.

You’re dancing lightly, swaying your hips back and forth as you hum to yourself, and JJ feels a pang in his chest knowing he’s gonna be the cause of your hurt once he tells you he wants to forget about last night. He steps further into the kitchen, clearing his throat and lightly chuckling when you jump before turning to face him.

You’re startled at the sound, so caught up in playing the song in your head and making breakfast that you don’t even recall hearing the bedroom door open. Your face flushes as you take in the blonde standing across from you. He has bruises littering his neck from where your lips left their mark, and you’re sure if he turned around you would see the remnants of your nails digging into his back.

“Hey!” You greet cheerfully, unable to stop the wide smile from taking over your face as the events from last night settled into being reality. “I’m making breakfast. I sent John B back out to get orange juice, I know it’s your favorite.”

JJ thanked you quietly, and your face grew concerned at his tone, "You okay?"

He opened his mouth to tell you that you should talk about last night, but you turned back around and continuing making the eggs and you just looked like you felt lighter on your feet. When you looked back at him, he saw the light in your eyes and just how overall content you looked right now.

He had sex with you less than ten hours ago, he can't hold your heart in his hands and then drop it like its nothing. So, he made the decision to have the talk later. You were happy. He wasn't going to ruin that.

He made his way over to you, placing his hands on your waist and leaning over to press a kiss on your forehead, "Perfect."

He ignored the guilt he felt when you leaned into him.

--

Kie was first extremely confused, which quickly turned into pissed.

It'd been three days since she'd last been to the Chateau, and she would be lying if she said it wasn't because of the blonde. She didn't mean to be awkward, but he had caught her off guard with his feelings. She assumed she was doing the right thing by giving him space afterwards to give him time to come to terms and hopefully move on from it altogether.

The last thing she expected was to come back and see you two cuddling on the couch while watching a movie on your phone. Your head was laying on his chest, and she would've thought nothing of it if it weren't for the way JJ was running his fingers up and down your leg that was laced between his.

When you saw her, you sat up as if you were caught, which in a way you were. You had yet to tell Kiara about what happened with JJ, too caught up in spending time with him and not really finding the right time outside of that to bring it up. You didn't know how she would react considering you were went against her advice and pursued the surfer, and honestly you wanted to bask in the whirlwind that was JJ Maybank.

The morning after you felt like you were on Cloud Nine, the buzz of the weed no match for how high you got off from his presence. He'd dropped you off later that morning after you ate breakfast with John B, the brunette noticing a shift but deciding not to say anything. When he arrived at your house, you hesitantly looked at him because you didn't really know where you two stood.

"Um, I guess I'll see you later at the Chateau?" You asked, trying to keep your tone casual. But both of you knew the double meaning behind your words. To your delight, he had leaned over and kissed you, pulling away after a moment before agreeing.

He waited until you made it to the front door to start his bike again and drive off, and you unlocked the front door clumsily as the events of the night replayed in your head. You came inside, leaning against the front door to shut it with a smile so wide on your face you felt like your cheeks would burst.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" You turned to see Kie looking at you with an amused expression. She had just grabbed a box of strawberries from the fridge, adding it to the half done parfait.

You smiled as you walked over to the cabinet, grabbing the bag of crushed granola and setting it on the counter next to the ensemble of yogurt and fruit Kie had already laid out. You shrugged your shoulders, "Nothing, just a good morning."

"Okay, Ms. Morning-Person-all-of-a-sudden," Kie teased, bumping her hip against you playfully. "Want a parfait?"

"Sure, but put mine in the fridge. I'm gonna hop in the shower real quick," You say before kissing her on the cheek and heading towards the stairs. Kie watches as you bounce up the stairs, shaking her head at your good mood but deciding not to question it further. If you're happy, she's happy.

"Sorry," you stated bashfully, leaning into your arm now but not moving any further from JJ. "No one’s here and we got distracted."

Kie knows you're referring to your lack of a response when she had texted you earlier, but she was too stumped by the sight before her. Her eyes move from you to JJ, who's still watching the movie as if this is nothing out of the ordinary. Fixing her face, Kie smiles at you, "You're good. I didn't mean to interrupt... whatever this is."

You wave her off, climbing over JJ to get off of the couch and grabbing your phone from his hands, finally managing to draw JJ's attention from the device to the conversation.

You mention something about your phone dying anyway, and while you're walking to JJ's room Kie fixes a glare on the blonde. The man in question at least has the decency to look a little ashamed, anger swimming in Kie's brown eyes as she walks closer to him.

"The only reason I'm not making a scene," She started through gritted teeth, "is because she's in the other room."

He sits up on the couch, using his hands to push himself off.

"Jealous?" The most dick headed comment slipped from his mouth before he could stop it, Kie's gaped mouth at his balls just adding to how much he felt like an absolute asshole in that moment. He could hear the bitterness in his tone, and he grimaced.

"JJ I swear to God-" She steps closer to JJ, who would've stepped back if it didn't mean he would fall back into the couch.

"What's going on?" Your voice asks from the where you're standing at the beginning of the hallway, halting when you notice the tension in the room that was not there before you left. Kie moves from JJ, putting on her best smile as she waved you off, "Nothing."

Before you could question further, she stops you.

"Oh, I forgot. Guess who brought extra food from the Wreck for us," She sang, and you gasped in excitement. You’d been starving, the group all making plans to meet here for dinner and Kie promising to bring extra food after her shift. She holds out her keys as you grab them from her hands, practically running out the door to her car.

Kiara whips her head back to JJ, gaze murderous.

"What the hell is your problem?"

JJ attempts to shrug, "I don't know what you're talking about-"

"Don't play that shit," Kie snaps. "You tell me you have feelings for me and I come back to find you macking on my sister?"

"We were watching a movie, relax," He attempts to walk past her to no avail. Kie steps right in his path.

"JJ."

"It's not what it seems," JJ lied. It was exactly what it seemed like. "We've just been... hanging out."

Kie gives him a pointed look, and he sighs. They both have a silent argument, knowing exactly what JJ was doing. JJ looks out of the screen door to see you making your way back from the car, struggling to lift all of the bags.

"She's happy, alright?" JJ says quickly, eyes bouncing from Kie's figure to yours. "Isn't that all that matters? Please just... don't say anything."

Before Kie could get a word out JJ was bolting out of the front door.

You struggled to lift the huge bags of extra food while attempting to not drop the keys, cursing Kie in your head for not warning you. Then again, you didn’t really give her time to. The sound of the front door opening makes you sigh in relief, your eyes lighting up at JJ walking towards you with his hands out.

“Gimme those,” he stated, taking the weight off you and walking next to you back inside. You open the door for him, watching as he walked to set the food down on the table. Your eyes move to Kie, who’s glaring at the blonde and when she meets your gaze you question her with your eyes.

Shrugging, she moved from her position back over to you, grabbing the keys from your hands before muttering, “I’m gonna go pick up Pope.”

As she walks out the door, JJ turns to you just as you fix your inquisitive gaze on him, “She does know that’s what John B’s doing, right?”

“Don’t know,” JJ shrugs, walking back over to you and dipping his head down, “All I heard was we have the place to ourselves.”

You smirk up at him, meeting him halfway as he pulled you into a kiss.

•••

The more time he spent with you, the more JJ’s guilt began to fade.

It’s been two weeks since he begged Kie not to say anything to you. He planned on telling you himself later that day, the reality of his actions setting in when he was face to face with his actions. It was when he was truly able to reflect and see that he was completely disregarding your feelings in this.

But every time he looked at you, he couldn’t get the words to come out of his mouth. He couldn’t be cause of your pain, knowing exactly what that pain feels like. You were so happy, and he couldn’t bring himself to ruin that. He rationalized his actions again, deciding that he could grow to have those feelings for you. He just needed time.

JJ found that it wasn’t hard to. He does enjoy spending time with you. Without the thoughts of Kiara looming over his head, he was actually able to focus on you outside of just being his friend.

You didn’t push conversations, willing to just sit in comfortable silence. You laughed at his antics instead of scolding him, sometimes even joining along. You were considerate, always letting him know you were there if he wanted to talk but not pushing him any further. You were always there.

JJ also found that he really likes kissing you.

He liked how he could feel the nerves coming off of you when he leaned in close to you, how he could practically hear your heart beating out of your chest. He’d spent so much time actively ignoring your crush on him that he didn’t take the time to pay attention to how cute you are when you reacted to him.

The last two weeks have shown that JJ has just been looking in the wrong place. Sure, his feelings for Kie were real. But they weren’t like the feelings he had for you. JJ always felt like he needed to prove he was good enough for your sister, but with you it was never a worry. You assured him that he was enough, and he’s never felt that validation.

Things were still very new, JJ not being able to say he was outright in love with you. But you were patient, letting him know from jump that you weren’t putting any pressure on him.

“We can just play it by ear,” You shrug as you guys talk about your newfound relationship. “There’s no pressure. We can just see where it goes, and if it ends up going nowhere there’s no hard feelings.”

JJ knew he should’ve ended it, but the thought of taking things slow and seeing where things go with you two didn’t seem terrible to him. If anything, he liked the idea. When you take his initial intentions out of it, this is just two friends exploring the possibility of something more.

He didn’t care that Kie still wasn’t really speaking to him. He’d never felt more wanted in his life, and he began to crave that feeling. He also found himself wanting to reciprocate, wanting you to feel how you make him feel.

Which brought you guys to your nightly smoke session out on the hammock. Every night for the last two weeks, the two of you venture off to smoke a joint, JJ pulling you into a shotgun and relishing in the lust that takes over you. More times than not, those moments end in him leading you back to his room and losing himself inside you.

“Y/N, can I talk to you?” JJ looks over to see Kie standing over you guys as you sit on the hammock. She has a determined look on her face, and JJ instantly knows why.

Kie had been watching you for the last couple of weeks.

She was able to connect the dots quickly on what sparked your unlikely relationship. What she hasn’t connected is why he’s keeping it going. He doesn’t have feelings for you, and yet he’s continuing to lead you on and give you false hope. Then again, maybe it was for the same reason she hasn’t said anything.

You are happy. That much is shown with the light behind your eyes and the smile you can’t seem to wipe off your face. You’ve always been a happy person, your bubbly personality spreading to those around you. But this happiness was different. You just seemed so much more sure of yourself.

And it made sense. With the way JJ was acting, there’s no way to even tell the blonde doesn’t have feelings.

Even the rest of the Pogues have begun making comments about the ‘honeymoon phase’ you seem to be in, and she has to force a laugh as they joke about how much your cuteness makes them want to puke. 

Even now, she had been watching from afar, only breaking her gaze when John B made a joke about a picture lasting longer.

For two weeks, she’s been holding her tongue. But at this point, the guilt was physically painful. Kie hates that she will be the one to burst your bubble, but she also knows she can’t just sit back and watch her sister’s feelings continue to get played with. 

You nod your head, JJ hopping up from the hammock instead, grabbing Kie’s arm, “Give us a second.” 

“Okay..” Your voice trails off, confusion filling you once again at the odd behavior that’s been exhibited for weeks now. You knew Kie would feel weird, her sister and best friend dating and all. Nevermind that it did come out of nowhere. But it was weird how much of a problem this is for her.

You couldn’t stop yourself from worrying, wishing you were able to eavesdrop on the conversation but alas, there was no way for you to make your way over to them without being noticed. 

JJ walks until he and Kie are out of earshot, turning to face her. His eyes bounce across her face, wincing internally at the anger that's been present every time the girl even looked in his general vicinity.

"What are you doing?"

"Do you even like her?" Kie hits him back with a question. This is the first time she's actually able to get a glimpse into what the hell he's thinking. "You can't lead her on, JJ. She deserves better than that."

"I'm not leading her on," He stays, quickly adding once seeing the look on Kie's face, "Maybe at first it was unclear but I do like her. And she's happy."

He repeats his sentiment he told her the first time she confronted him. And he's not lying. He did like you. His feelings for Kie began to diminish the longer he spent around you, while his feelings for you only grew. He was shocked himself at how easy it was to be with you.

"Because she doesn't know the truth!"

"So what? You want to go over there and break her heart?" He pointed in your direction. He knew it was a low blow, but he couldn’t stop himself due to the fear of you finding out.

"It's not me doing the breaking."

"Kie, look," He focuses on her, noting for the first time how he’s not nervous to make eye contact. "Just give me some time. I haven't even had time to really work through all of this shit. I'll tell her myself before I do anything to hurt her."

“Work through- JJ she has feelings for you. Not ‘I’m trying to figure it out’ feelings, actual deep fucking feelings for you. And you used that because you were what? Angry at me?”

He sighs, unable to really argue with her because it was the truth. He did use you. He was angry and hurt and you made him forget that. But it’s not the same now as it was then. He’s been looking at you in a new light and he’s kicked himself in the ass for not trying to before.

“I’m an asshole,” he states. “I know that. But take the bullshit with us and that night out of it, I care about her. A lot actually, and I know that’s hard to believe with me trying it with you and all… but I’m honestly happy you turned me down.”

When Kie looks at him skeptically, he continues, “Seriously. Me and you didn’t make sense. But me and Y/N… I can’t explain it but we just do. I’m not saying you have to trust me or even like that I’m with her, but I’m telling you the truth when I say I’m not going to do anything to hurt her. If you tell her, she will hate me. Please just don’t make her hate me.”

Kiara’s hard gaze softened the more JJ talked. In all of this, she had forgotten that she knew JJ. Take away the impulsivity and roughness, he cared about his friends more than life itself. She knew deep down he didn’t do this to intentionally hurt you. And he did seem to be genuinely terrified at the thought of you hating him, which makes her think he has to have some sort of feelings for you.

She turned around to look back at you, battling with telling you or letting you be happy. If JJ was telling the truth, and he did have feelings for you, telling you now would only cause discourse and make you feel less of yourself - no matter how untrue it was.

You turn around to see JJ and Kie finally walking back, and you get off the hammock. You cross your arms, looking at the two as they reach you, “Okay, do either of you wanna tell me why you’ve both been acting so fucking weird?”

You weren’t stupid. You knew something was off, but you just wanted to write it off as everyone adjusting to the new relationship. But at this point it’s been weeks and this weird energy just continues to hang in the air.

You watch as JJ and Kie look at each other, the blonde seeming to give your sister the floor to answer. She turns back to you and smiles lightly, “I’m sorry for being weird. I’ve just been getting used to you two, and honestly I was worried about his intentions.”

“His intentions?”

“Yeah. He’s not really the relationship guy and I know how you feel about him and… I just want to make sure you don’t get hurt.”

You sigh in relief, pulling Kie into a tight hug, “I love you. But you don’t have to worry about me. I can take care of myself. And JJ wouldn’t hurt me.”

You’d pulled away at the end of your sentence, looking at JJ when he confirms your words. He walks over to you and kisses your forehead, and it’s the first time that you’ve noticed Kie not grimace when he shows any affection.

“As long as you’re happy..” she trails off, and you nod at her, “I am. I’m really happy.”

•••

You rush around the Chateau, almost tripping over your own feet as you make your way to the hallway bathroom and check your appearance. You're wearing a short floral dress, the color contrasting your skin and fitting nicely against your curves. You ran your hands through your hair to add more volume, the curls coming down past your shoulders. Perfect.

You needed everything to be perfect.

Making your way back into the living room, you look at the set up. You'd created more space on the floor, pushing the sofa bed in and moving it out of the way. You had a blanket laid out on floor, placing a few pillows so they were propped up on the floor in front of the couch and using fake candles to hold the blanket down. Your computer sat on the floor adjacent to the pillows, ready to play movies.

The wine you snuck from your mom's cabinet sat in a bucket of ice, two wine glasses perfectly placed next to them. The pizza was due to arrive in five minutes, you calling the place just to double check that it arrives before JJ.

To your pleasure, you heard the knocking on the screen door and turned to see the pizza delivery man looking back at you. Once you hand him the money, you grab the pizza with a bright Thank you! and place the box of pizza on the floor.

You sit on the floor, changing positions a few times while you decide how you wanna look when JJ walks in before standing up and pacing. You knew this was a lot. I mean, the most romantic thing you and JJ do is sneak into the Wreck after late night surfing.

But you figured given the occasion you could both venture out of your comfort zones. It was your six month anniversary so a little extra romance is expected. You smile softly, not even being able to wrap your head around the fact that you're about to celebrate your six month anniversary with JJ.

The last six months have been everything. JJ was the best boyfriend, always attentive and just making you feel like you were the only person when you were in the room. When your relationship first took a turn, you didn't want to get your hopes up. You knew you would be JJ's first serious relationship and you expected him to run for the hills.

But he surprised you. He spent so much time trying to get to know you in a different sense, not as his friend but as someone he saw himself wanting to be with. When he asked you to be his girlfriend you were sure you would fall to the ground from your knees being so weak.

You two were having a smoke session on the hammock, the two of you passing the nearly gone joint back and forth. JJ suddenly turned his head towards you, “I like you.”

You smile teasingly over at him, “Well I would hope so.”

“I mean it,” He whispered, flicking the joint away. He gets out of the hammock, it swaying as he moves to stand. He holds out his hand. “Come on, baby.”

You grab his hand, letting him guide you out of the hammock and moving until your back was placed against the tree. “What?”

He scans his eyes over your face, moving the small curls from your face and tucking them behind your ear. His fingers run down from your ear to your jaw until he was lightly cupping your chin, running his thumb over the skin. “Nothing. I just want to be able to look at you when I do this.”

“Do what-?” He cuts your question off by using his fingers to tilt your head up, placing a soft kiss. He pulls away, face inches from yours and you can’t tell if it’s his heart or yours that you can hear beating.

“Be my girlfriend?” He asks, his voice low as he looks nervously at you. You’re frozen for a second before you pull him back into another kiss. He was so cute thinking he even had to ask, but you were happy he was ready to put a label on your relationship.

You kiss him, “Of course I’ll be your girlfriend.”

He’s done everything since then to be a perfect boyfriend, making you happier than you’d ever remember being. So, everything tonight needed to be perfect.

Speaking of the devil, you hear the screen door open and stop your pacing to see the blonde at the door, looking at your layout before turning his eyes to you, running them over your figure. “Holy fuck.”

He makes his way inside, the screen door shutting behind him. You start to play with your fingers, smiling shyly at him, “Too much?”

He doesn’t say anything, he just walks over to you and pulls you into a kiss, his hands squeezing your waist as he deepens it. His hands move to your ass, gripping the flesh as he pulls away once successfully making you breathless, “It’s fucking perfect, baby. You’re fucking perfect.”

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him back into a kiss. You have to move your hands to his chest after a few minutes, pushing him away lightly, “The pizza’s gonna get cold.”

“Screw the pizza. In the mood to eat something else.” He rasped, trying to pull you in another kiss and pouting when you moved your head back. You playfully pointed a finger at him in warning.

“Nice try, blondie. Dinner then dessert,” You lead him to the blanket, giggling as he playfully groans.

“How can you do this and wear that and expect me not to fuck you senseless?” You gasp as he lightly slaps your ass, pecking your cheek as he moves past you to sit down on the floor. You sit next to him, scooting over once he motioned you closer.

“I just spent the last two hours setting this up, so we’re gonna enjoy it,” You tease. “Besides, we have hours for you to fuck me senseless.”

He hums, kissing you again and leaning back on the pillow. “Alright, pass a slice and let’s start the movie. You’re gonna need all the energy you can get.”

•••

JJ felt like he was on Cloud Nine.

The only way to describe the last six and a half months with you is that it felt like a never-ending high. He couldn’t remember a time where he felt happier, a time when he felt more loved than he did since being with you.

Falling for you was as easy as breathing. He kicks himself in the ass for even thinking of being with anyone who wasn’t you. He never thought he’d be the guy to say that someone brings out the best in him, but that’s what he got with you. You make him want to be the best person. Not because you didn’t already think he was perfect, but because JJ wanted to be someone who deserved to be loved by you.

A couple of weeks after Kie gave her approval, JJ was able to come to terms with his feelings for you. He had completely gotten over Kie, and all of his attention and affection was solely on you. It was weird for him to even think about there being a time when he did like your sister. Considering how easy it was to forget them, he’s not even sure they were ever really real.

You were everything and more.

Not long after he realized his feelings, he asked you out. And it was pure bliss from there. You were the most amazing girlfriend he could ever even hope to have. You exceeded every expectation, calmed every insecurity that he had, and made him happy.

He catches himself smiling just thinking about the promise of seeing you, and his heart feels like it’s about to beat out of his chest whenever you’re near him. He loves you. He was completely, hard down in love with you.

He realized that a few months into the relationship. Having never felt it before, he didn’t know what to make of how he felt when he was near you. But he couldn’t ignore how he felt after he came to you one night, completely broken only for you to remind him that mend his bruises and his heart.

He curses as his feet momentarily slips from the thick branch, getting his footing and knocking on the window to your room. He doesn’t make a habit of sneaking in your window just for the simple fact of not wanting to die from falling out of a tree, the two of you opting to spend most of your time at the Chateau.

But when his dad came home on a drunken, drug induced rampage and decided to take his anger out on him, he only wanted to be near you.

You're rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you pull open the curtains, JJ feeling like shit for waking you up at this hour but admiring how cute you look in your sleepy state. When you see him, you immediately unlock the window and step back as he climbs inside.

You reach over and turn on the small lamp on your desk as he shuts and locks the window, turning back to him and gasping at his appearance. JJ knows he looks terrible. He’s gotten punched in the face at least three times, the rest of his father’s punches aimed towards his body once he moved to protect his face.

“Oh, baby,” you whisper, taking his hand lightly and pulling him to your bed. You sit him down, sneaking out of the room to the hallway. You come back a few moments later with a bottled water and First Aid kit, pulling out some Neosporin and gauze pads.

You say nothing as you wet the gauze and clean his face, eyes knitted together in concentration as you clean the blood. When you’re done with that, you move to put the Neosporin on his lip and the cut on his cheek from where his dad’s ring got him.

You get up to put the First Aid on the desk, walking back over to the bed and taking his hands again, “Come lay down.”

“I’m wearing outside clothes.”

“I don’t care,” She responds, and JJ takes his boots off and climbs in after his girl. He lays on his back, you using that he places behind his head as a rest as you face him. You run your fingers softly over his face. He doesn’t talk, he knows he doesn’t need to and she won’t push him, one of the many things he loves about you.

You sit up a little, leaning over to softly kiss his bruised cheek. You place another one on his lips, him reciprocating and relishing in the care. Your fingers move to the end of his shirt, fumbling with the fabric and he knows what you’re gonna ask. “It’s okay.”

You lightly kiss him again before continuing your movements. JJ watches as you slowly lift the front of his shirt up, eyes not being able to leave your face as your eyes tear up at the bruises littering his torso. His heart beats as you move your head down to place light kisses on these bruises as well.

JJ can’t help the tears that start to form in his eyes now. The way you touch him is a complete contrast to what he’s used to. The complete contrast to what he’s shown is “love” his entire life. You always handled him with so much care and love and he gets overwhelmed with the way you make him feel.

“I hate him.” You speak against his torso, placing one more kiss before moving back to your lying position. “He doesn’t even know how amazing you are.”

He looks over at you, and you wipe the fallen tear that he hates that fell from his eyes but wasn’t uncomfortable with the vulnerability. If there was anyone he wanted to be vulnerable with, it was you.

It was at that moment when he felt this overwhelming sense of happiness. It was like a rush of affection spread through him, and he brought his other hand up to rub his thumb against your cheek. You lean into his hand, and he’s speaking before he even realizes.

“I love you.” He whispers so low he’s not even sure you heard him, but the way your eyes move to him tell him you did. It’s the first time he’s ever said it, and he watches as your eyes dance across his face.

“I love you too. Always have.”

The relationship grew from there, JJ finding it easier to show his vulnerability and the feeling of love only growing the more he was with you.

He misses you when you’re not around, John B and Pope teasing him when he jumps to answer your texts. He waves them off, boasting about how they wish they had a girl like his - no offense to Sarah. Sarah would take his side, always telling him how happy she was to see them together.

“I always knew it,” She stated, the group looking at her with different pointed looks. “Well I didn’t know, but I promise I thought it.”

Kie took a little longer to come around, and if he’s being honest he doesn’t think she has fully forgiven him for his intentions when you two first got together. But she eased up with time, only really seeming weird when how you two started gets brought up. She always manages to change the subject, which JJ is grateful for and even more grateful that she does it subtly.

The funny thing was that JJ didn’t even recognize the person he was before you. It was like there were two of him, the one before you and the one after. JJ was absolutely head over heels, and he would do anything in his power to never lose you.

•••

“Fuck, JJ,” You gasp as your head throws back, JJ placing kisses on your neck as he drives his cock deeper into you. You’re in your room, and JJ’s basking in the empty house and how that means he doesn’t have to worry about keeping you quiet.

He uses a hand to grip your thigh, pushing it so it’s pressed against the mattress as he snaps his hips against you. This drives a louder moan out of you, and he bites at your neck, “Like that?”

You nod your head as your eyes roll back, and he places kisses down your neck to your chest and pulls one of your nipples into his mouth. He flicks his tongue at the nub, grunting when your hand comes up to the nape of his neck and pulls at the hair.

He feels you clench down on him, and he knows you’re closer to another orgasm. Wanting to see you fall apart, he brings his head up to see yours still thrown back in ecstasy. He groans at you clenching again, your pussy like a vice around his dick. Bringing his face to yours, he nudges your chin with his nose, “Come ‘ere.”

You bring your face down to him immediately taking your lips in a kiss. You whimper against his lips, and he grunts in response as he pushes his tongue into your mouth. He’s pounding into you, his movements growing sloppy as he gets closer and closer.

“You close, baby?” He asks you against your lips, pecking you once you nod. “Yeah? Come on, come on my cock.”

He lets go off your thigh so you can wrap your legs around him. You wrap both of your arms around his neck as you pull him closer to you, his words triggering your climax. If possible, your pussy wraps itself even tighter around JJ and he groans as pushes his face into your neck as he reaches his climax.

You’re shaking against him, and he places kisses on your throat as he talks you through it, “That’s it. You did so fucking good, baby. Ride it out. ‘M right here.”

Once the last waves of your simultaneous orgasms fade, JJ lazily grinds against you as he brings you into another heated kiss. You’re so out of breath you can’t kiss him back fully, but he doesn’t care. He just needs to feel you against him, wanting to keep being lost in you.

He slows his movements, placing kisses around your face and running his hands up and down your sides, your thighs, the side of your ass, everything he can touch. You giggle, but keep your arms wrapped around him to keep him near you.

“We’re so late,” You laugh against him as he kisses you once again. JJ doesn’t care, he would spend all day here if he could. Just like this. And if you keep making your pussy clench around him by laughing he’ll flip you over and make you even more late.

“You started it.”

“I bent over to grab my shoes,” You joked.

“Tomayto, tomahto.”

You laugh harder, pushing him away. He pulls out, immediately missing the warmth of you. Falling to the bed next to you, he shuts his eyes only for you to object, “Uh uh, come on. Shower time.”

His head immediately comes up, raising an eyebrow at you, “Round Three?”

“JJ!” You laugh as you climb out of bed, and JJ bites his lip at the sight of you stopping your movements when you can’t walk. “We need to get ready so we can leave.”

He gets off the bed, walking over to you and lifting you up so your legs wrap around him. You both make sounds at your sensitive parts grazing each other with the movement, you glaring at him when you feel him start to harden.

“JJ, we don’t have time-”

“We’re already late. What’s ten more minutes?” He begins to walk out of the room to the hallway to the bathroom. Fuck he loves it when no one’s home. When you two live together, he’s making a rule of no clothes in the house.

“Fine, but if they start bitching when we get there I’m blaming you,” You warn. “I’m surprised they weren’t blowing our phones up.”

“They probably were. I turned them off.”

“JJ!”

•••

JJ’s running his fingers down your thigh as you both lay on the hammock. The both of you are sitting sideways to face the group, his foot on the ground to anchor you and rock you back and forth as you all just get drunk and screw around.

“Oh my god and you missed it!” Kie looks at you as they all recap the beach day. “Sarah caught a wave and stayed up!”

You perk at that, looking over to the blonde who is not blushing. John B pulls her in as he confirms, “Yep! My baby’s getting better and better every time.”

“Really?” JJ spoke to Sarah from his spot, and Sarah rolled her eyes, “I was up for like two seconds.”

“But that’s two seconds more than the last time,” Pope points out, and you all laugh before sending Sarah her praise. The blonde had been wanting to learn to surf for the longest, tired of sitting pretty on the beach as you guys spend the day catching waves.

She’d been learning for a few weeks, John B not even letting her on the board until he made a presentation about the history and mechanics of surfing. If she didn’t pass the test he gave her - an actual, multiple choice test - you’re sure she wouldn’t even see the board for another few weeks.

“Just another thing you guys missed when you ditched beach day,” Sarah gave you two a pointed look as she wiggled her eyebrows. You turn to hide your face in JJ’s chest as he has the opposite reaction.

“Worth every hour,” he responds, and you slap his chest lightly. He catches the hand in his, kissing your forehead.

“God, it’s still weird seeing JJ as such a simp.” John B comments, and you all laugh as JJ raises a finger to the brunette.

“Funny. It’s hard to think about a time when he wasn’t,” You replied, placing a soft kiss on his neck.

“It’s the most un-JJ thing ever,” Pope chimes in. “Before you two he wouldn’t be caught dead doing half the shit he does.”

“It’s cute though.” Sarah says, leaning more into John B. “They’re cute.”

“Crazy to think that a year ago we would’ve never thought you two would end up together. I mean,” John B laughs, “I could’ve sworn he liked Kie-”

At the mention of her name, your sister kicks at John B to shut him up. You all look over at the motion, laughter dying down a little. At the new information, you chuckled at the thought as you looked at JJ.

“Kie?” You raise your eyebrows, and he opens his mouth to respond but Pope cuts him off.

“Well obviously not ‘cause you guys started dating,” He looks over at Kie, still confused by her actions. She’s been acting weird since this topic came up.

“Ooh,” Sarah drunkenly chimes in, attention span like a squirrel, “Please tell us how it happened.”

“Sarah it’s been months,” Kiara says her first words since the topic was brought up, and you turn to her. Why is she acting so weird?

“So?” Sarah chuckles, turning back to you and JJ. “Come on, you guys never told us the story. How’d it happen? How did you profess your undying love?”

You laugh at her dramatic tone, shaking your head and shrugging, “You guys already knew I liked him. All of you.” At your last sentence, you nudged JJ who smiled down at you. There was something odd about it, something you couldn’t really place but he just kissed your forehead again.

“Well, yeah, but how did he tell you he liked you back?” Sarah asked, looking at JJ expectantly.

“Oh that wasn’t until after-” You begin to say, but JJ cuts you off.

“I always liked her,” You give him a pointed look, not believing that the blonde likes you before your night together. I mean, he probably had an inkling of feelings, which didn’t shock you. You never expected him to feel the same way. You still remember your shock when he made the move.

Kie scoffs, and you look over at her as she looks as if she didn’t mean for the sound to come out. JJ defends himself, “‘M serious. Just too stupid to realize.”

He places a finger on your chin to bring you to his lips, kissing you, “Sorry for being stupid.”

You hum against his lips, “You’re forgiven.”

“I’m gonna get another drink.”

Kie is standing and walking into the Chateau before you can even process her words. You look at JJ who’s wearing an unreadable expression, turning to look at the rest of the group, “Is she okay?”

You get up to follow her, but Sarah stops you by standing up and pushing you back down, “I’ll go. You stay here and keep being cute.”

She stumbles off, and you lean back into JJ, not being able to shake this weird feeling settling in your chest.

Kiara is leaning against the sink in the bathroom as she takes a deep breath to level her anger. How could he just sit there and lie so easily?

She had to get the hell out of there before she said something she didn’t want to. She’s been able to successfully avoid this conversation from happening around her, not being able to deal with the guilt that still bubbles when she thinks about how she lied to you. How she’s been lying to you.

She could write it off as you being happy so it doesn’t matter how you and JJ started, but it was hard to do that when he just blatantly lies to your face. It was one thing to never mention it but it’s another thing to just sell you a dream.

“Hey, you okay?” She turns to see Sarah standing at the door of the bathroom, and sighs in relief. If it were you she would’ve blurted out the truth instantly. She’s been able to ignore this feeling because it’s obvious JJ has grown to love you. But she’s your sister and she completely lied to your face about something so important.

“It’s one thing to be okay with them but it’s another to sit there and watch him lie to her,” Kie speaks her thoughts aloud, and Sarah walks into the bathroom to stand on the other side of her.

“Lie? What do you mean?”

“I can’t…” She tried to walk out of the bathroom, Sarah instantly pulling her back and making her face her.

“Whatever it is, it’s big enough to be bothering you. Does this have to do with JJ having that crush on you? Did you like him back or something?”

“No!” Kie instantly replies, shaking her head. When Sarah looks at her with an expectant look, she decides to just tell her. As she begins to, she feels the weight she forgot was there leaving her shoulders.

You’re leaning against JJ as Pope and John B start talking about some random thing that happened to them, you not paying attention to it because you were so focused on Kie.

She was acting so weird, and the more you sat there the more you wanted to find out what it was. Did she feel weird about the thought of JJ liking her? It’s a weird thought for you too, but Pope was right. You two are dating so that obviously wasn’t the case.

“I’m gonna go check on her,” you mumble to JJ, sitting up and surprised when he grabbed your arm to stop you, moving to get up himself.

“I can go,” You place a hand on his chest, pushing him back down and looking at him weirdly. “It’s okay, she’s my sister J. I got it.”

He leans back into the hammock, but you can feel how tense he is by the hand on his chest. Getting up, you walk to the Chateau and open the screen door. Confused when you don’t see Kie and Sarah in the kitchen, you look around before hearing their voices come from

the hallway.

You follow the voices, leading you to the bathroom and catching the end of Kie’s words.

“..and then I came back a few days later and they were a thing.”

Was she talking about you and JJ? You leaned against the wall, keeping your distance to not draw attention and eavesdropping. You would feel bad, but this behavior was a reminder of how Kie was acting when you two first got together and now she’s talking about you two.

“I mean, I didn’t know what to do. One second JJ was confessing his feelings for me and then the next he was like attached to her hip.” What?

You feel a weight start to build in your chest as you process her words, thankful when Sarah asked her to elaborate.

“Wait… so the day JJ told you he had feelings for you… he slept with Y/N?”

“I figured. Within the same time frame at least. And I wanted to tell her but she was just so happy and then he told me that he was beginning to like her and after a while it became easier to not say anything because they’re .. well they’re good together.”

You’re thankful for the wall you’re leaning against because you’re sure if it wasn’t there you would’ve collapsed from the shock taking over you at your sister’s words. The day you guys hooked up, the day that changed everything for you, he was telling Kie he had feelings for her?

That doesn’t make sense. Why the hell would he sleep with you if he had feelings for her? He’s never even mentioned having so much as a crush on your older sister, and you run through the events of that day.

He did seem upset. When he offered to smoke, part of the reason you agreed was because he just looked like he needed it, and he spent the first half of the smoke session in silence when normally he wouldn’t be able to shut up. You didn’t question it then, thinking it was just normal JJ on a bad day.

But Kie didn’t come back to the Chateau until days later. Every time you mentioned it she just said she was pulling extra shifts at the Wreck. And when she came back the energy between them was weird… No.

Everything over the past months just clicked in your brain as a lump forms in your throat. JJ kissing you out of nowhere, Kiara’s weird behavior around you two, the secret arguments. Kiara told you she was worried about JJ’s intentions, and it was then you knew the real reason why. He did have feelings for her, and he told her about them and she turned him down. And then he had sex with you.

The lump in your throat grows tenfold, damn near making it hard to breathe as tog continued listening.

“But it’s never really been brought up how they started and I guess I just got nervous about having to lie to her. Again.” You snap back at Kiara’s words. Silence hangs in the air as Sarah’s drunk mind processes.

“I get it. She is happy, but Kie,” Sarah starts, before speaking more delicately. “You’re her sister. You would want to know if the guy you’re dating liked Y/N. if you were in her shoes and this is obviously eating you up still. Why don’t you just tell her? I’m sure-”

Deciding you were done listening, you stepped into the doorway of the bathroom, catching the attention of the two girls. “Yeah, Kiara.”

Sarah’s eyes move to you just as Kiara’s body whips around to face you. You stare back at her, betrayal swimming in your eyes as the tears you can no longer hold back begin to fall, “Why don’t you?”

“Y/N,”

They both spoke your name, still in shock of you listening. Guilt fills Kiara’s eyes as she looks at you, stepping forward and reaching out to you. You back away, pointing at her and opening your mouth to speak but the words get caught in your throat. Not even being able to find the words, you just shake your head.

“Don’t talk to me,” You don’t give her a chance to respond, walking down the hall and outside of the front door. You ignore the calls of your name behind you, only stopping momentarily to look at JJ who’s sitting on the hammock.

At the sound of the door slamming, he turns his head and two emotions come across his face. Concern. Then fear. It was then you confirmed Kiara’s words were true, and you could only walk away from the house and yard, wanting to be as far away from them as possible.

The thought that JJ used you to get over your sister made you sick, and you clutched your stomach as you walked. You heard Sarah and Kiara behind you, the boys making their way over to you as well. You can't even hear what they're saying, too caught up in the thought that the guy you loved not only used you, but lied to you for the entirety of your relationship.

He never had feelings for you. But he knew you had feelings for him. And he knew you would fall at the drop of a dime if it meant he gave you an ounce of attention, and he used that to his advantage.

The feeling of a hand grabbing your arm to turn you around snaps you from your thoughts, "Wait, let me explain. Baby-"

Your hand comes up before you can think, slapping JJ across the face. His head whips to the side at the impact, a pink handprint already appearing as he turns back to you. He still hasn't let go of your arm, gripping it like he's afraid you would float away. And honestly you feel like you might.

"Baby... please-"

"Don't talk to me," You repeat the same sentiment you gave Kiara to JJ, yanking your arm from his grip. "Don't ever talk to me again."

Your voice cracks as you speak, and you could only focus on JJ. He has the nerve to look like a kicked puppy, tears forming in his eyes. What the fuck was he crying for?

"I don't know what you heard but-" He attempted to step closer to you, but you backed away instantly as he reached out for you. If possible, that made him look even more devastated. You wanted to laugh. He did this, and yet he's acting like the one hurt?

"I heard about you having sex with me to get over your rejection from my sister," You snapped, slapping his hand away once he tried to reach for you again. You walked away, JJ following as he pleaded his case.

"Okay, I told Kie I had feelings for her but," He stutters. "But that doesn't matter now-"

"It doesn't matter?" You turn to face him again, the anger on your face forcing JJ to take a step back. "If she would have said yes, you would have never looked my way."

The thought makes your face crumble, and more tears fall as you look at the guy who betrayed you in the worst way.

"You never looked my way," Your bottom lip trembles as you shake your head. "I was just the one you settled for when you couldn't get what you really wanted."

"I did not settle with you-" He begins to argue, his voice growing hard at the fact that you would think that. He's interrupted by you slapping him across the face again.

"At the very least, you could not lie to my face anymore. You've done that enough these last few months," You whisper. You start to break down, chest heaving as you begin to sob.

"I can't even..." You place a hand on your chest, trying to catch your breath before waving him off, "Just.. leave me alone."

You face the rest of the group, looking at the array of emotions. Sarah's crying, John B and Pope both share a shocked expression but it turns to sympathy as they look at you. Your eyes settle on your sister, watching the tears run down her face as she looks back at you guiltily. She says your name, and your eyes harden as you speak to her.

If anyone was supposed to tell you the truth, at all times, it was her. She's your sister and she just sat back and watched you fall for a guy who never cared about you. She sat back and watched you fall for a guy who wanted her.

"Both of you."

You walk away, glad that they took the hint and decided not to follow you. You feel someone walk beside you, though, and you turn to see Sarah as she throws an arm over your shoulder and comforts you as you continue walking from the Chateau, not having any clue how the hell you move forward from here.

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link to part two

[sublimecatgalaxy]

the pogue group finding out the reader and JJ are together? Take it any way you want :)

Love Love Love. This is a tad bit spicy lolz

"Why are you so grumpy?" Kie teases me from across the fire, her arms reaching up to rest behind her head as she leans against a tree. My brows furrow at her question, hands dropping another pile of sticks into the flames.

"I'm not grumpy." I mutter, dropping down onto the grass beside JJ, fighting the urge to curl myself into his side. He bumps my shoulder playfully, nimble fingers holding a joint in my direction. I take it from him with a relieved smile, ignoring the weight of JJ's gaze as I place the joint between my lips, inhaling slowly.

"She's just mad cuz, like all of us, she hasn't gotten laid in a bit." John B snorts, reaching over to highfive Pope who giggles like an idiot, red solo cup in his hand sloshing and spilling.

"Who says I haven't?" I ask before I can stop myself, the group immediately erupting in giggles and questions at my confession.

"Oh shit!" Pope cheers, kneeling down in front of me to investigate with curious eyes, Kie leaning over his shoulder with a shocked smile on her flushed face.

"What? Since when?" She pries but ignores the small laugh that leaves JJ beside me, my eyes flickering over to him, catching the pale blush that spreads across his cheeks.

"What are you not telling us?" Sarah asks from JB's side, brows furrowed in confusion but there's a knowing look behind her eyes, gaze flickering between JJ and I. "As a matter of fact, JJ, you're awfully quiet." JJ's head snaps up to look at the blonde, bloodshot eyes squinting at her. "Do you know anything about Y/n's recent attitude?"

"I plead the fifth." He shrugs simply, toying with another blunt in his hands, rolling it before bringing it to his lips to seal it. It takes everything in me to look away from him, my heart fluttering in my chest as I return my attention back to our friends.

"Oh he definitely knows something." Pope whispers, reaching out to grip JJ's shoulder. "C'mon JJ, you can't lie to your best friend. So tell us why you think Y/n here has attitude?" He asks patiently and for a split second, I can see the defiance in JJ's eyes but he just turns to look at me and blows out a breath before giving in.

"Look, alright- I tried to fuck it outta her but it didn't work apparent-"

"Maybank!" I shove him, his chest rumbling in laughter as he rolls onto the ground, Pope tackling him almost immediately as Sarah and Kie hound me.

"Woah- what?!" Kie gasps, her hands squishing my cheeks as I laugh bashfully, wanting nothing more than to curl up into a ball and nurse my embarrassment.

"You guys are dating." Sarah states, jaw dropped in shock as she runs her fingers through her hair as Pope pulls JJ up onto his feet. JJ looks out among our friends and points a stern finger at them.

"And fucking- I'd like to make it very cleared that I pulled Y/n!" Pope cheers loudly, slapping JJ's back as my head lolls back against the tree, reaching up to hide my face in my hands and muttering to myself.

"Oh my god."

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[mrs-cameron]

in my business (part 6)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7

Mastelist | “Mainland’s episode”

pairings: slowburn rafe cameron x reader

word count: 2.6k

warnings: swearing

summary: Even though you’re out of town, you still manage to be the talk of both pogues and kooks. Meanwhile on the mainland, you enjoy the offline company of an old friend… as well as the online company of another friend.

no spoilers for season 2!

When Rafe woke up, Topper already made breakfast from what he could find in the fridge, which was not a lot… but hey, Topper is a sportsman, he needed his first meal of the day and he was determined to make one.

The apartment felt hot and stuffy, something you forgot to instruct Rafe on: no air conditioning, of course. Should’ve told him to open windows in the evening to prevent the stale air in the morning, very unfortunate.

Kelce sat by the kitchen counters with his face in his phone, scrolling thoughtlessly through social media.

The sun came out of clouds, shining right at Rafe as he grumbled and buried his face in the blanket. “Close the curtains, bro,” he complained as his voice cracked.

Topper sighed, getting up to do what Rafe just asked.

“Appreciate,” Rafe’s face reappeared, sleep marks all over his cheek.

Topper came closer to Rafe and started pulling the blanket from him. “I made three servings, get up now so it’s still warm.”

Rafe pushed couch pillows on himself as a substitute to a stolen cover, turning away from Topper. “Wake Y/n up and let her have it.”

“Mission impossible, she left,” Kelce replied.

Rafe quickly got up, head still dizzy from yesterday. He looked around and went to the bedroom to double-check.

“I’d sure lie about that, huh?”

He grinned, coming back to the guys. “Why didn’t she wake us up?”

“Oh, she did. Her alarm went off at six,” Kelce explained, “trip to the mainland, she had to leave.”

Rafe yawned, sitting next to Kelce and reaching for his plate with one hand and grabbing his shirt with the other, pulling the fabric side to side to cool himself a bit. Topper finished his meal, washing the dishes right after.

“Can’t believe she knew Sarah was lying to me the whole time, you know? You think you know someone and they blow your mind like that,” he complained. “It’s the pogues. The got to her, I’m telling you.”

“No one’s got to her,” Kelce objected. “You’ve seen it all yesterday.”

You haven’t seen it all yesterday, Rafe thought. He, on the other hand, did see something. Rafe saw you, once again, saving his ass from another disaster which he swore felt like they were scheduled by unexplainable higher powers. And each of your sacrifices got bigger every single time.

“Rafe? Are you listening?” Topper brought him back from his thoughts.

“I don’t. Was still thinking you were stupid for not waking me up when she was still here,” he replied, poking his breakfast with a fork.

Kelce and Topper caught each other’s looks, both puzzled from whatever got into Rafe this morning. “Getting off on the wrong foot today. What is going on, bro?”

“Something weird happened this night with me and Y/n,” Rafe confessed. “Like, next level weird.”

Kelce chuckled. “What, you guys made out or something?”

Topper smiled at his guess, putting clean plates back on the shelf. Rafe looked at both of them, re-evaluating whether or not he should answer.

“That happened too, not this time though,” Kelce and Topper frowned at him, definitely not expecting him to confirm Kelce’s unserious assumption.

To say they were surprised was an understatement. Topper sat next to Rafe.

“Just tell us what’s up, man?”

After contemplating for a bit, Rafe did just that. He told about what happened at Sarah’s party, though he missed the part where you hooked up with JJ Maybank and he eavesdropped about it. No need to speak it into existence more than once… it’s old news anyway.

Rafe then told about blackmailing Carter. Topper, even though he stayed on a neutral side of their newfound rivalry, was still proud of Rafe for pulling that trick.

Outlining weird coincidences of this year’s Midsummers, check. Even though he wouldn’t mind letting JJ Maybank know his place, you were right: the bruises on JJ’s face could be Rafe’s handiwork. Which showed him in a bad light, once again.

Quite frankly, he was thankful the dirty job was done by someone else. He would never tell you that, though.

He told about coming to your house in the middle of the night asking for forgiveness for his hurtful words, even… that part in particular sounded much more vulnerable out loud than in his head, huh?

Rafe, you really did that.

Topper finally put two plus two, replaying party at the Tanneyhill in his head. “That’s what you were doing? I really caught the very beginning of this rollercoaster, did I,” he shook his head in disbelief. “Sorry for the hampering.”

Finally, he told about what you did when Barry came unexpectedly yesterday. Even Kelce and Topper were taken aback by it, still not being able to wrap around the happenings between you and Rafe over the last couple of weeks.

Right under their noses, but still. It was you and Rafe. You’ve known each other for years, so it seemed like if you were to catch feelings for one another, there couldn’t be more random time for it than now.

“I guess here’s the final question. Are you crushing on Y/n?” Topper concluded.

Rafe sighed, voicing his thoughts about you for the first time felt both relieving and terrifying. “I don’t know,” he folded his arms, crossing his legs on the tall bar stool he sat on.

Enough opening up for today?

“We’re definitely good friends,” Kelce and Topper laughed at Rafe a little too loud, making him blush a little. He scratched the back of his head, “Shut the fuck up.”

“No, you sure are. All friends just make out and let you live in their place, and pay off each other’s debts,” Topper said.

“Hell yeah, that’s how pogues operate. She learned from them,” Kelce picked up. “P for L, Rafe,” Topper and Kelce busted out laughing.

“Very helpful, guys,” Rafe commented, nodding and pursing his lips.

“I’m still processing it, but…” Kelce stopped laughing and turned to him. “I’m on your team. But before you say anything to her, you gotta make your mind up first. Is it that you really like her, or is she just keeps solving your problems like no one else did before?”

“Food for thought,” Topper commented. “It’s not a touron to hang out for a day with. It’s Y/n we’re talking about.”

“I mean… What she did for you was awesome, have you done something for her?”

Keeping tabs on all your business is what he had done, something you wouldn’t be so appreciative of.

“Now you’re too helpful,” Rafe replied. “I’ll just… see how it goes, I guess.” He went back to the couch to find his phone. After flipping all the pillows and a blanket, he finally got a hold of it.

“Nothing screams like a good friend more than wishing her a good trip, right?”

1 new message from Rafe

rafe: good mo gm, have a safe trip 😊🙂

Speak of the devil, you thought, looking at Rafe’s text in a car rented by your mom.

Parked near a gas station and a small shopping mall, the vehicle heated so fast you wished for this road trip to be finally over. You barely had a rest since yesterday, falling asleep an hour before your alarm, Kelce waking you up because you couldn’t hear it.

While your mom went out to get some shopping done and buy some food for the rest of the ride, you were on the phone with your best friend, talking to her with your headphones on.

Subject of the talk was a given.

“You just surprise me more and more every day,” Sarah said.

“I haven’t even thought this through, you know, when you’re in the moment. What else was I supposed to do?”

“Think about yourself,” she suggested.

“It felt right when I stood between Barry and Rafe,” you started to explain. “But right now, I just feel stupid. Rafe said…” You faltered. “He said it’s an old debt. How old can it be if Barry literally knew his new address?”

Sarah rested her head on your hand. “What a liar. Dad doesn’t want to hear about him coming back,” she added, and you weren’t surprised by this outcome. “And what are you going to do when your parents find out how much money in your bank account is gone?”

“They won’t find out,” you reassured Sarah, looking out of the window to check if you’re mom’s coming. “Topper’s fine too, by the way,” Sarah’s smile dropped at the mention of her ex’s name. “We had to get him to the emergency room, but it seemed to be a false alarm. Our boy is just too dramatic.”

“He better be fine,” she sighed. “This is not how I wanted things to go.”

You raised your eyebrows. “And it could be prevented, if only…”

She interrupted. “If only your best friend,” she stressed the last words so you’d be softer to her, “weren’t so stupid, Y/n. Take it or leave it.”

“I wouldn’t have you the other way,” you laughed. “That’s why you’ll tell me if the guys and Kie are mad at me?”

Sarah’s voice cracked. “What? No.”

“Yes?” JJ exclaimed at his friends, walking circles. “She straight up dumped us for the kooks who only came to beat us up in the first place!”

“Well, if you put it that way…” Pope replied calmly.

“There is no other way to put it, Pope.”

The friend group hung out at the Chateau’s porch, Sarah just joining them.

“Guys,” Sarah intervened. “Topper needed to go to the emergency room, who else was supposed to drive? They were so high and drunk.”

"They got to us, somehow."

“Yeah, sounds like a they problem.”

“Kooks survive like cockroaches,” the three boys talked over each other.

Sarah glanced at John B, curving her eyebrows at him to say something. “Well, I think we haven’t heard her side to judge.”

JJ shook his head at John B’s words. “She’s a kook after all,” he reached with his hand in Sarah’s direction, “no offence, it’s just that they would always come before us. Even though,” he raised his voice, “they were the ones to start a fight, second time in the row.”

“Y’all are so stupid for kicking each other’s balls in rotation. Men,” Kie commented.

“The thing about Topper…” you noticed your mom coming back to the car. “Um, I think we’re driving again. I’ll call you in the evening and tell you something, okay?”

After you said bye to Sarah and told your mom hi from her, you finally continued on your way, putting your music on. You opened your messages and answered Rafe.

you: thank you! i’m dying it’s ridiculously hot

rafe: honestly same your apartment is a hothouse

rafe: or is it just me, be honest

What a dummy.

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It was safe to say your week had been eventful so far. As you were getting more comfortable in your new place for the next four years, you had fewer fears about moving out of your home. A lot of going out and visiting new people and places. A lot of texting with Rafe Cameron. A lot of new acquaintances from the college you were enrolling in.

Sophomores, of course. It was Carter Menzies who introduced you to his friends. The highlight of your trip, truly: you knew no one and were ready to spend the whole time with your mom (which you were content with). Suddenly, you got a call from him saying he couldn’t help but notice that you’re in his town, thanks to your updates on social media. When he invited you to hang out, you were hesitant at first.

“Come on, give me a chance to redeem myself after Midsummers.”

And you did. Not one time did you regret your decision, enjoying every minute of getting to know Carter’s company, except the times you excused yourself to go answer Rafe’s texts. Max, Josie and Nate made you feel included from the jump, something you were very grateful for.

On the fourth day of your stay, you met with Carter for dinner once again. The restaurant was probably the coziest place you’ve ever been. Breezy outdoor setting with gorgeous views, good company and delicious food.

“I got a proposition for you.”

You looked at him, curious. “Yeah?”

Even though you put your phone on silent, your screen lit up with messages from Rafe quite often, bringing both yours and Carter’s attention to it before you decided to flip it.

“Let me take out of town to show where we spend most of our weekends, it’s not too long of a ride,” he pointed his index finger at you. “Before you say something, it’s just for one day. If you don’t want to stay overnight, we won’t.”

You sighed, shaking your head slightly. “I don’t think this is a good idea. Don’t get me wrong, it sounds good… it’s just that I’ve spent most of my allowance.”

To think about how you’ve spent it...

“You’re not serious right now,” Carter squinted at you. “It’s on me, Y/n. I’ll show you the place we like to go to unwind a bit. You’ll love it.”

You took a moment to consider it, noticing your screen lighting up again. On the second thought… where else would you have spent that crazy amount of money if not a getaway out of town with Carter?

“I just don’t know if I’ll be convenient for you.”

“You’re hurting me. I got this.”

You smiled, being taken care of felt delightful. “Fine, fine.”

“Now that’s what I love to hear!”

While he went to the bathroom, you checked your phone. Group chat with pogues? Dry. As always, some texts from Sarah, two from Wheezie about the new show she started watching and can’t convince her older sister to do the same, and finally… texts from Rafe.

You’ve been texting on and off since the very beginning of your trip, and even though you felt very conflicted about him, you couldn’t bring to ignore his messages. Very funny ones, too. Funny enough to make you smile while staring at the screen.

rafe: topper is stupid and wants to go talk to sarah again, he’s also very drunk

rafe: we’re parked outside of tanneyhill send help

rafe: i see ward through the window and he still wants to go in

you: ballsy! updates?

rafe: nevermind, he chickened out. that one braincell in his head is fighting for its life rn

You once again caught yourself giggling at Rafe’s texts, distracted by the waiter asking you if you need anything else. You asked him to come a bit later, waiting for Carter to come back.

As fun as it was to get out of OBX for a moment, there are only so many days in a week.

You did end up going on a small getaway with Carter, which took you by a surprise too. He rented a boat on this small lake, took you out for a festival even. Needless to say, everyone who follows you on social media knew you had fun.

Leaving didn’t make you feel sad; quite the opposite, you felt excited to go back to the mainland in fall. Your and Sarah’s separation anxiety also kicked in already, so it felt like the right time to come back.

Here comes the feeling of coming back to your room after making a mess while getting ready in the morning.

1 new message from Rafe

rafe: welcome home landlord, i’ve been on my best behaviour

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Part 7

[kreativewritin444]

Q#3. please don’t leave me.

john B :)

prompt: during a argument, leading into a dangerous tug a war. leaves the pogues in a messy, traumatic drama.

warnings: death mention, gun, blood, cursing

I am not gonna sit here and let these two fools argue like idiots. John B and JJ are arguing about what way to go next in the gold plan.

“can both of yall just shut the hell up? for one second?” i glare at the boys. they stare at me wide eyed. JJ huffs as a child.

“He won’t listen, y/n. I swear to god john b, you heard your old man!” JJ pointed fingers. john b glared at jay before throwing his hands up.

“I don’t listen? Please, can you stop acting like a literal child,” i throw a worried glance towards kie. 

my bottom lip stuck between my teeth, i watch JJ turn towards his bag. “i have shit to pay man, i am doing what i have too!”

pope shuffles closer towards me, I stand on my feet. Jay turns around with the gun, held tightly in his hands.

“I’m not returning the money, if he wants problems” he waves the gun around. “that’s what this baby is for.”

“you are being insane.” pope spoke from behind me. kie agreeing, i nod as well.

“jay, this isn’t it. we are here for you, but this will end up bad.” i plead, just for once listen.

“dude, he knows about the gold!” john b shoves jj. he stumbles back and i step forward.

jj shoves john b back, making him almost hit kie and me.

“guys!”

john b goes forward, eyes trained on the gun. “actually, give me the gu-”

jj leans backwards, holding the gun out of reach. “he- no!. back up.” john’s arm yanks jj elbow; pulling his arm closer to reach.

i take a step back, as they move closer. “give me the gun!” John argues his hands getting ahold of it.

“jo- hey- stop! du-” a loud shot rang off.

everyone eyes fall on me, i glance at them confused. if the gun went off where did the bullet go?

searing pain rushed through my stomach, blood covered my hands as i pulled my shirt up.

“oh shit. y/n!”

my knees started to buckle, kie grabs my arm. “GUYS! this is bad.”

john b rushes forward, “no, no no. y/n.” he puts his hand on my stomach. tears well up in my eyes.

“what the fuck did you od?” john b pushes jj.

“stop, guys! this isnt going to help.” kie yells from beside me.

“if you wouldnt have grabbed the fucking gun ma-”

“enough!” pope yelled.

i gasp for breathe, “am i gonna die? o h- oh my god, imma die.” i cry gripping onto someones shirt.

“fuck., uhhh no. wait guys my cousin. he’s an emt look he can help.” jj rushes out pulling his phone out.

john b sobs, “get he- get her up.”

i let out a groan from the movement, this is offically the worst fucking day of my life.

john b scoops me up into his arms, everyone hopping in the van. i lay on john b lap.

“your gonna be okay. i promise.” john b strokes my cheek.

i nod, tears falling rapidly. “if i uh- if i dont make it.”

“shhh. stop, stop. you are not going to die. okay?” john b bites his lip to stop a sob.

“john b, i love you.” i confessed. i go to laugh at his expression but stop from the pain.

“ive been inlove with you since 6th grade, and i dont wanna die without sa- saying that.”

he leans forward kissing me. the van shook causing me to let out a scream.

“how much further jj?” kie’s voice rings through my ears. everything was muffled almost. all i could hear was my own blood pumping in my veins.

“here!” my eyes opened as john b and the others rush to help me get out the back.

“ow.” i groan as they rush me into the house.

“on the table!” a unknown man orders.

“you fucking shot someone?” he glares at jj.

“yes-no! kinda. please dont let her die.” jj pleads.

“keep pressure on her wound.” hands cover my stomach.

“please dont let me die.” i grab the guys hand. his eyes found mine, stress was evident.

“i’ll try my best., let me grab my stuff.”

it was starting to get really hard to breathe.

“guys! she’s not looking so good.” i dont know who spoke but they were’nt wrong.

“ hey look at me. you are going to be okay, i promise.” john strokes my cheek.

i shake my head, “i dont think so. its so cold in here.”

“we need to hurry!” kie sobs out.

everything started to get so distorted, i could barely focus on anything. i was so tired.

“hey, hey! wake up.” kie shakes me.

“i ca-” everything went black.

john b stares down at me, pale and lifeless.

“no!” he sobs.

“move!” the guy cuts my shirt. “the bullet is still in her, i need you to hold her still.”

everyone grabs me, he goes to remove the bullet.

i jerk awake screaming. “hold her!”

“sto-stop, pl-EASE.” i plead, i felt everything get hot and my eyes roll back. i officially passed out.

everyone rushed forward. tears gathered in their eyes.

“no, no please baby.” john b sobbed over you. “ i’m so sorry, ple- i i-”

i gasp, everyone’s crying. the pain i felt was unbearable.

“can i please get some morphine?” my voice is raspy.

kie giggles, pope rubs my arm.

“hi.” john b stares down at me. i smile, tears run down my face.

“hi.”

“um sorry to interrupt but like, dude you just died and came alive.” jj blurts out.

“fucking pogue style dude.”

[obx-imagines-07]

Being JJ's best friend since always (and eventually being his girlfriend)...

you first meet when you were little kids and it was your first day in OBX

you were just 5 and JJ was 6

when you first saw him, you thought that he would be a good friend for the first day and when he saw you, he thought that you would be a good girl to piss off

your first week was like hell

JJ would make you angry every single day, but then you started becoming friends

and since then, you can’t do anything without each other

you know everything about him and he knows everything about you, from your favorite color to your first celebrity crush

well, you started growing up and you two, first became three with John B and, before you knew it, you were The Pogues

Kie was the sister that you never had, just like the girl-best friend, because JJ was the best, but it wasn’t the same…

even if he loved to gossip with you, it was weird to talk about periods with him..

Pope became your partner in almost all of your classes, you two would be the unique that cares about school, grades and all this shit, and you two would love to watch detectives movies together

John B created a connection with you, that he always called you ‘lil sis’, it’s the cutest thing ever, and he loves to protect you, always making sure that you are safe and okay

and all of this, made JJ sooooo jealous

because, since always he was the one you would tell everything, the one who you would be partner at classes, the one you would beg to watch Criminal Minds with, the one that would take care of you… 

but your friendship never changed

sometimes you and JB would be a little touchy and JJ would always be on the middle of you

and then, after a few months with them, you started to have a little crush on Pope

you didn’t knew why exactly, but he was always so kind, funny and totally handsome

when JJ found out, wow, the boy was sooo pissed 

because he knew that Pope wasn’t into you - the opposite of half of the guys on the OBX - but he was into Kie, and he knew that if you decided to tell him, you would get hurt

and just the thought about you with someone that wasn’t JJ, made him sick in the stomach

so he helped you to get over him, it wasn’t pretty hard because you weren’t so down for him, but JJ was there the whole time

just like when your heart was break for the first time

you meet the guy at a party on the Boneyard and you started to hang out every single day

then, after a month maybe, you started to date, and he was the perfect boyfriend, except for a moment in the relationship that he started to want to have sex with you, but you weren’t ready yet, you were just 15 and wanted for it to be special…….

so, he cheated on you with a touron

boy, no one was able to hold JJ back

he broke his nose, right wrist and a few tooth, and threatened him with his gun

he just didn’t killed the boy, because you were so bad that he just wanted to be with you (and he wouldn’t be able to do it at the jail)

his heart was breaking with the way that the boy made you feel, you were feeling so useless and blaming yourself for what he did

when Kiara told for JJ why you were feeling that way, the boy just wanted to hold you and protect you from all the bad people around the world and that night he came to your house and saw you lying on your bed, looking at your ceiling, without your bright smile that could light up the whole world

he held you, for the hole night

when he noticed that you were finally asleep, with your head at his chest, your arms around his middle and your legs tangled, oh god, he felt his heart falling so hard for you…

after that night, it became JJ’s job to make you safe, protect you and don’t let anyone break you at the same way that that boy did

and then, he finally started to notice a few different things about you

the way that your skin glowed at the sunset, the way your laugh was contagious, the way your hair made you look like an angel when the wind blowed it, but especially the way you always seemed to show how loved JJ was

before he knew it, JJ became touchy starved

why he would he sit next to John B, if you were at the other side of the boneyard? why would he walk beside you and not hold your hand if he could? why would he just watch you dancing if he could dance with you? why would he lay alone in the hammock if he could have your little body pressed against his? and why would he keep his hands to himself if he had you to touch?

and after a while, you started to enjoy this as much as he did, you didn’t want to do this with anyone else, JJ was the one you wanted to call yours

when you first thought about becoming more than just friends with JJ, was after a dream, where you and JJ were together, and you found yourself pouting after waking up and realizing that it was just your imagination

you needed to tell this for JJ

the same day you went to the Chateau the fastest that you could and said everything to JJ

you said how you started feeling like you were one of the fictional characters from the books you’ve read, how your hands were sweating just by seeing him, how you had goosebumps when his hand touched yours, how you felt a million butterflies inside of your stomach when he looked at you, how your knees felt weak when he smokes or drinks or just exists, and how you thought that you were falling for him

“a-and I think I’m in love with my best friend. I think I’m in love with you, JJ…”

he never felt so happy in his entire life, but the little seconds that he took to sink in all the information you had just threw at him, you noticed that your confession could end your whole friendship, everything that you two had passed through together, would have been threw out of the window by your sudden freak out

and your thoughts were running so fast and loud around your head, that you didn’t notice JJ getting close to you, or his hands on your waist and cheek, until his lips touched yours for the first time

JJ knew that he would love to do it every single second of every single day for the rest of his life if he could…

p o w e r     c o u p l e

after the whole drama, you two were the most famous couple of Outer Banks

everyone knew you were his and he was yours even the tourons were warned to not mess with either of you two

and i have to tell you, after this, things exploded

but in a perfect way

you and JJ were closer than ever, you would help him with everything and he would help you with everything

you would be always taking care of him and fighting him if he ever did something wrong

but you were usually always together when he did some shit so–

the pogues would  h a t e  your pda - but secretly love that you are finally happy with each other

every time that JJ kissed you, they would make gag noises and when he wanted a full make out, they would throw things at you two to stop

but they LOVED seeing how you were fully made for each other

like when JJ sits you on his lap and his head lays in the crock of your neck, when he suddenly says that he loves you, when you play with his hair and all this type of clingy stuff

once, they heard you and JJ talking about the future and saying that you wanted to have kids, John B, Pope, Kiara and Sarah fought for over than a week about who would be the godparents of the future kid

well, everyone would totally love you two together

and even a few people would go to the two of you and ask about relationships advices 

JJ wanted to make them pay for a session of therapy but of course you said no

you couldn’t be happier with each other…

you love JJ more than anything in this entire world

and JJ loves you more and more every single day

you’re happy, that’s what matters…

☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾

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[rededgecitycouncil]

pogue, i need you to spend less time under cars and more time under me -- Anon @poguexoconnor

[baby-bearie]

take me home - part 2

(not my gif)

jj maybank x reader

a/n: part twoooo let’s goooo. as you can tell this is not the end, there is quite a bit to come, but i wanted to finish this part before i head out. i’ll not be posting any new work for a week because of some things i have going on in my life outside of tumblr. this part was a little more to all the boys i’ve loved before influenced, can you spot where? 

“It’s fine, Maybank. It’s fine, just. Just take me home.”

The drive to your house is filled with a tense silence. Neither of you knows how to talk to the other anymore. Not without hurting yourselves again. You’re grateful he doesn’t try and make small talk with you. His silence gives you time to think.

Time to think about the hurt in Rafe’s eyes when you told him you were scared of him. The momentary flash of despair and devastation. And more importantly, time to think about what you would tell everyone. 

There was no hope that Rafe would keep you and JJ’s “relationship” to himself, you wouldn’t be surprised if half the island knew by now. As street lamps pass over the car, running shadows over your legs, you tell yourself that he was probably too drunk. He probably crashed somewhere and doesn’t even remember. 

You repeat this in your head like a mantra, you hope that if you keep telling yourself this, maybe you can believe it. You can forget about the hurt in his eyes that would never have been there if he was really drunk. 

You’ve lost yourself in that shot of hope when JJ finally stops outside your house. “Thanks for the ride,” you mumble. You turn to open the door, walk back into your kook life, and hopefully make JJ Maybank nothing but a memory for another two years and-

Click.

Darting over, he locks the door. “Not so fast, Y/l/n. I think we need to talk about what happened back there.” “Nothing happened back there.” You tug at the door again. 

“C’mon. What the hell was that?” He rests his hands on the steering wheel. 

You look over at him, ready to yell at him too, to force this door open. But the genuine concern in his eyes breaks something in you. You sigh, leaning your head back against the seat. 

“I’m so sick of guys like Rafe. You know, scratch that. I’m just sick of Rafe! Every single day it’s the same thing, the touching and the pet names and it’s terrifying! I mean, I used to look at that boy and see Rafe, my friend, my first love. And now I see Rafe Cameron.” 

“There’s a difference?” “A huge one. One of them used to call me beautiful and the other one tells his friends he’d hit that whenever he wanted. It’s fucking terrifying, being around him.” You cradle your face in your hands, shaking your head. “I walked in on him doing drugs at a party a few months ago. I don’t mean like weed, I mean he was snorting coke off of a coffee table. And then he threatened me to get me out and quiet.” 

Your phone starts buzzing then. You flip it over and the screen is lit up with a picture of you and Sarah at last year’s Midsummers. You hit decline and drop your phone back in your lap. 

“Jesus. I mean, I knew Rafe was screwed up, but I didn’t think it was that bad.” 

There’s a beat of silence, and you think it’s done, that he’ll let you go now that you’ve confessed to Rafe Cameron being your first love. “Can I go now?”

“What’re you going to tell your friends?” JJ ignores your request. “The truth. I made you up as a fake boyfriend to get Rafe to leave me alone. They’ll buy it, we’ve all done it at some point. The real question is, what are you going to tell your friends?” 

“What?” “I think you might be in trouble with a certain girl for posing as my boyfriend.” “Kiara?” He winces. You nod.

“Jesus,” JJ groans, thumping his head against his hands on the steering wheel. “Does everyone know?” “Everybody knows. You’re pretty obvious, staring at her like that.” “Well, why would she be mad? Didn’t you come tonight so you guys could make up?” “Just because she’s ready to talk doesn’t mean she won’t be mad that I spent the night posing as the girlfriend of her future man-to-be.”

JJ is silent again, and you tug on the door handle once more, trying to signal for him to open the door. “Dude, seriously, I need to get-”What if we didn’t tell them?” 

“What?” You’re taken back by his outburst. 

“What if we didn’t tell them,” he swallows, “that we were faking?” “Why wouldn’t we?” “Think about it, Y/n! I want to make Kiara jealous. As her former friend, you can do that better than anybody. It’s perfect, it would drive her crazy.” “And why would I want to do that?” 

“C’mon, Rafe just left when he thought you were with me. Seriously, he’d at least stop bothering you so much! Isn’t that what you want?” “Well, yeah, but is this really the best way?” 

“Yes!” He grinned. “It would make him just as mad that you’re dating a pogue! If not him, then it would at least make your parents go crazy.” 

You can hear how insane this sounds, but at this point you’d do anything to get out of this car, and you’d do anything to get Rafe out of your life. A voice in the back of your mind, far, far behind from all common sense is whispering that JJ is right. That this could work. You wonder if this is how he lives, making every decision based off of the voice of impulse in the back of his head. 

You’re sure that by tomorrow, that voice will make JJ forget all about you and your kook problems, and that is the only reason you tell him, “Okay, Maybank. You’ve got yourself a deal.” 

JJ pumps his fist in celebration. “Yes! You won’t regret this. Maybank guarantee.” 

You smile in defeat. The last Maybank guarantee you booked was Valentine’s Day of freshman year. JJ had promised you that one day, he would make you his girlfriend. 

Maybe Maybank guarantees really do work out. 

JJ finally unlocks the car, and you climb out in a hurry. “Oh, wait, Y/n, digits.” He’s pulling out your phone before you can close the door. You take it from him and hesitate to officially sign this off. You consider giving him a fake number, but eventually decide you’d like to see if he actually means this. “Fine, JJ. If you drunk dial me, I will block you immediately.” You hand back the phone. 

“No promises.” He takes it back from you and salutes you goodbye. “Later, princess.” 

You shut the door, and he drives off at an alarming speed. 

You tiptoe up to your bedroom, desperate not to wake your family. As you close your bedroom door, your phone buzzes again. 

“Hello?” You pick up this time. “JJ Maybank? Goldilocks? Are you joking?” Sarah’s voice shrieks from your speaker. You pull the phone away from your ear. 

“So I’m guessing Rafe told you?” “Yeah, he was ready to cry, Y/n. What happened?” “He was trying to take me home, but JJ was with me so he got all involved. I don’t know, Rafe just found out.” “Well, why didn’t you tell me?” 

You freeze. You have not had enough time to plan out this conversation. “I mean, you were having problems with your whole kook/pogue love triangle, I didn’t want to worry you with me and JJ. Plus, I didn’t really know how to explain I was dating John B’s best friend.” 

Sarah huffs on the other side, but she accepts the answer. “Do your parents know?” “No, but they’ll probably know by morning, if Rafe keeps blabbing.” “How long has this been going on?” “It’s really new. Sarah, I’m pretty tired. Can I call you tomorrow?” “Oh, uh, yeah. Tell me about it tomorrow.” “Ok, bye.” You rush your words and end the call. 

You collapse onto your bed, exhausted. You groan as your phone screen lights up again, but lift it to check. 

hey kook it’s jj

So he did follow through. And really quickly, too. You fire off a text back.

we need to sort this out. pick me up tmrw at 9

The next morning, as predicted, your mom was excitedly waiting for you downstairs. “Good morning, sweetheart.” “Morning, mom.” You poured a glass of juice.

“So, Rose called this morning.” She stood across from you. You hummed. 

“She was asking about your new boyfriend.” Your mom couldn’t hide the excitement in her tone. “Why didn’t you tell me you were dating?” “It just happened last night, mom. I was going to tell you today.” You set down your glass. 

“Who is he? Tell me everything!” Your mother had been trying to get you in a relationship for years. She had even tried to set you up with her friend’s kids. You hoped the news of your boyfriend’s identity wouldn’t shatter her excitement too much. 

“It’s, um, JJ. JJ Maybank.” 

Your mom’s smile faltered. “That sounds familiar. Does he go to school with you?” “Yeah, he does. He’s not from around here, though. He lives on the Cut.” 

Her mouth formed a small ‘o’. You could tell this wasn’t what she had been hoping for, but it seemed she was going to take it. 

You knew your mom tried. She tried to be a good mom, to be accepting of her kids. And she really did care for your happiness. Although she could be clueless sometimes, she loved you. And that put her well above many of the parents on Figure 8. 

“Well, when can we meet this JJ boy?” “Hopefully soon?” You bluff. 

“Invite him over for dinner sometime. I’m sure he’s lovely.” “He’s actually picking me up for breakfast, so I’ve gotta head out.” 

You grabbed an apple and rushed out the door. Promptly on time for the first time in his life, the giant van sat on the curb. 

“Where are we going?” “There’s this diner by the dock. We can sit there.” JJ proposes as he pulls out of your neighborhood. 

The diner is nice, but neither of you order anything except for waters. The waitress is obviously annoyed with you, but you tip her enough to let you stay. 

“Okay, rule number one, keep your lips shut. Fake dating you is more embarrassing than dating you.” “Ouch, Y/n. But, yeah, obviously.” He leans forward in his chair. You nod. 

“What’s rule number two?” He asks. “What?” “You said rule number one, what’s rule number two?” “I only had one rule.” Then why did you start with rule number one?” JJ knows how to press your buttons. 

“It’s a figure of speech, asshole.” You mutter, slinking back in your chairs. 

“Okay, we need to have a story for how we met so we can tell people the same thing.” You sip from the tall water glass.

“Sure, we met at a kegger in the Boneyard. I gave you a beer and you fell madly in love with me.” He smiles. “I fell madly in love with you? More like you fell in love with me.”  “We mutually fell in love with each other.” JJ compromises. 

“You’re bad at this.” You laugh. “Here, we were at a kegger in the boneyard, you gave me a beer, you started talking, and we still had feelings left over from freshman year. Sound believable enough?”

“Not better than mine, but okay.” He grumbles. 

“I have another rule, you have to do dating things with me.” JJ taps the table. 

“Dating things?” You raise an eyebrow at him. 

“Yeah, dating things. You know. Dates. Public affection. All that.” “Makes sense, but nothing much, please. I don’t need to be making out with you in front of everyone I know.” “That sounds like a bucket list item to me.” 

“Why do we need to do the dating things?” “Because, if it’s all behind closed doors, people will call bluff. The point is to make them jealous. Kiara won’t get jealous if she never sees me with you. Rafe won’t leave you alone unless I’m around.” “Okay, good point.” “Right. Dating things.” 

“Speaking of dating things, my mom knows about you.” “That’s a pretty official deal, then.” “She wants you over for dinner.” 

JJ high fives you. “We’re so good at this, we’re already at the meet the parents phase.” 

JJ gets hungry eventually, and orders a plate of fries, which you periodically steal. He either doesn’t notice or he doesn’t care. 

What he does notice, is Kiara on the dock, staring at the two of you. He grins and tilts his head at her. You turn to look as she waves. You wave back and she watches you two for a little while longer. 

“Progress, Y/n. Progress.” 

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[socialwriter]

“I’m bad at texting first, so I always end up hoping you will.” With John Beeeeee :)

You and John B were a new thing. Something that was so fresh and exciting, yet terrified you at the same time. Stolen glances were still commonplace for the two of you, and butterflies still filled your stomach every time he kissed you. Currently, you both were out on the HMS Pogue, stargazing on a clear summer night. You were snuggled up against John B, but very aware of every movement the two of you made. “Hey Y/n?” John B spoke up pulling you out of your thoughts. You shift to look up at him, sending him a small smile. 

“Yea?”

John B bites his lip nervously before sitting up, causing you to pout. “Are you...enjoying whatever this is?” 

You furrow your eyebrows, genuinely confused by his question. “Of course I am John B, why do you ask that?”

He sighs, gazing down at his lap. “Well you never seem to want to talk to me. Like, I’m always the one initiating stuff and it makes me feel like you don’t want this.”

You make an ‘o’ shape with your mouth, suddenly embarrassed. “Well the truth is I’m bad at texting first, so I always end up hoping you will.”

John B looks up at you, smiling softly. “That’s actually adorable.”

You feel your face heat up as you pull your knees against your chest. “It’s not adorable, it’s annoying and makes socializing extremely difficult.”

John B chuckles, shaking his head as he stands up, reaching out and offering you his hand. You look at his hand, quirking a brow. “What are you doing?” You ask him, placing your hand in his and hoisting yourself up. He places his other hand on your waist, sending you a soft smile. 

“We’re dancing.”

You giggle, placing your other hand on his shoulder. “JB, there’s no music, how are we supposed to dance.”

He scoffs at you playfully, shaking his head. “We don’t need music when we’ve got a song in our heart.”

You groan at his words, resting your head on his shoulder. “You’re so cheesy.”

John B nods, swaying in place along with you. “Yea but I know you love it.”

You nod, mumbling “yea, maybe I do.” You were so quiet that you think John B hadn’t heard your little confession, but he had heard. He’d heard every word. And for who knows how long, the two of you swayed there on the HMS Pogue in each other’s arms, a comfortable silence washing over the two of you.

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In Uncharted Water (Part 8)

Hey guys! Part 8 is here! Also check out my new fanfic Vapor!

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O teach me how I should forget to think

I woke up the next morning and got ready for school. I slipped into a cute pair of shorts and a black tank top. I tied a bandana in my hair like a headband and looked in the mirror. The ugly cut on my face stood out like a sore thumb. I frowned at it and wondered what the rest of my family was doing. Just then a commotion interrupted my thoughts and I walked downstairs. When I got to the bottom of the steps I saw Kiara trying to force Pope and JJ out the front door. My eyes landed on him and he stared at me. I looked down at my feet and walked to the kitchen, making myself small. I sat down at the table and Mr. Carerra offered me an omelette. I happily accepted and ate in silence. It tasted amazing. There was just cheese and bacon in it, but it was perfect. I wondered if most dad’s made breakfast like this.

“Morning,” Kie said, sitting next to me. I said morning back and she watched me as I ate. “I’m sorry about that. They’ve been coming here most mornings.”

I told her I was fine and they could still come here. I was the stranger here so I didn’t want to take anything from them. I finished up the rest of my meal and thanked Kie’s dad. I brushed my teeth, grabbed my book bag, and headed towards the door, keys in hand.

“Can I ride with you?” Kie asked. I turned to look at her and nodded. I got into the car and she slipped into the passenger seat. We didn’t quite know how to approach each other so this was going to take some time to adjust. I shifted awkwardly in my seat as I turned up the radio. Anything was better than silence. I got to the school and parked carefully in the lot. I got out and Topper was immediately in front of me.

“Hey,” I said and he looked concerned. I blinked at him and pulled him to the edge of the lot, not wanting others to hear about what I was about to say. I explained how I wasn’t safe at my own home. He pulled me into a hug which made me feel better. He promised me we’d go to White Chapel this weekend to visit Jasper and that he would buy dinner. I smiled at the thought and agreed. Recently, he’s had a way of making me feel better.

The school day passed by quickly. Before I knew it, I was back at my locker grabbing my things. That’s when Sarah’s old friends came up. “So are you a Kook or a Pogue?” One of them said. I rolled my eyes and tried to walk past them. It was clear she was trying to take over since the princess was gone, but in all reality, no one could replace Sarah. I felt her snag my hand, keeping me in close proximity to them. “Just because you hang out with Topper, doesn’t mean you're somebody now. You’ll always be a loser.”

“Noted. Thank you,” I said, pulling my arm away from her. I walked up to Kie and told her to come with me. I wanted to go home and relax. I wanted to get out of here. I walked to my car and got in, Kie following closely behind. I started my car and pulled out of the lot, getting onto the main road in town. “You okay?” she asked.

“Mhm,” I said, not taking my eyes off the road.

“Sav, if you ever want to talk to anyone, I’m here,” she said. I know we had already made up. I know that she felt bad. Something in me though didn’t alway more to forgive so easily. I couldn’t just trust her again like nothing had happened. I just nodded and kept driving. When we pulled into the driveway, JJ was sitting on the front steps. I parked and slammed my face into the steering wheel, causing the horn to go off. Kie said she would get rid of him, but I objected. It was time we talked.

I got out of the car and JJ stood there with flowers in his hand. I tore my heart apart to see him like this in front of me. I walked up slowly and he extended the flowers to me. I reached out and took them.

“Shouldn’t you be at school?” I asked. I looked down at the peonies, my favorite.

“I’m not going until I can focus on it,” he said. He stared at me. I could feel his gaze. I looked up to meet it. His eyes were sad and broken. It killed me. “Can we talk?”

I nodded and we walked up to the room I was staying in. I closed the door behind him. I sat on the bed and he stood in front of me. He grabbed my hands and held them in his as he knelt down in front of me. “I’m so sorry,” he said. “I felt pressure to take sides and I was mad and I-I’m still in love with you,” he said. Tears filled my eyes as he knelt in front of me and confessed how he hated himself. He told me how he couldn’t take it back, how he wanted to take it back. I shook my head no while he talked. I squeezed my eyes shut as he pleaded with me. His hands dropped mine and cupped my face, forcing me to look at him. He had tears in his eyes too. He pressed his lips into mine and there was no way I could resist him. Our lips moved together in perfect harmony. I melted into him. I loved him, yet I forced myself to pull away. He pulled me into his chest and held me against him. I fidgeted away.

“JJ,” I said. “I don’t know who I am.” “We’ll find it together,” he said. He looked like he needed me by his side. I shook my head no. I needed to do this on my own. I needed to find myself before I loved him again. I needed him to understand that.

“I-I can’t until I know who I am,” I said. “I need to know who I am on my own before I find who I am with you.”

He stared at me and his shoulders slumped. His head fell and he sat next to me on the bed. I knew he understood. He asked me if we could be friends still while I figured it out. I nodded and watched as he laid back on the bed. He motioned for me to lay down with him and I did. He immediately pulled me into his arms.

“Just let me stay like this for a second,” he whispered, using my own words against me. I cuddled into him and felt relaxed for the first time in weeks. Laying with him felt right. We laid like that for a second, a moment, a minute. It felt like forever and yet it ended so soon. I was beginning to drift off when he decided to head out. I struggled to open my eyes and panicked for a moment.

“You know I still love you right?” I asked. He sat back down on the bed and caressed my face.

“Of course,” he muttered and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes as he ran his thumb over my cheeks and lips. Then he got up and left. As soon as he was gone I broke down in tears. Nothing was ever going to go back to how it was, was it?

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Pogue is fine as fuck, it's a shame he's still single @poguexoconnor -Anonymous

[ptersparkers]

lifeguard

summary: when sarah gets stung by a jellyfish, you, the cute lifeguard, are there to save the day.

warnings: idk if a jellyfish stings (it’s not severe) is a warning? also typos, probably.

notes: this is a request and i hope the anon likes it! also i just looked up how to heal a jellyfish sting on mayo clinic lol.

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(gif is mine, please credit if using!)

“She’s so hot,” Sarah said nonchalantly. 

“Who?” John B. asked. Sarah pointed at you, who sat high on a chair with a signature red bathing suit, sunglasses, and whistle around your neck. 

“Oh, Y/N?” John B. asked. “She’s really cool.” Sarah whipped her head. 

“You know her?”

“Not really,” he said, shrugging, “She hangs around Figure Eight most days but she’s chill. We used to work together cleaning boats about a year ago.” 

“John B., she’s so hot I think I’m gonna faint.” John B. laughed at her antics and took off his flip flops. Sarah watched as Pope, Kiara, and JJ fooled around in the ocean and began splashing one another. 

“Word on the street is she likes girls,” he said, quietly. 

“You know I don’t like to talk about people’s sexualities,” Sarah said. 

“I’m only saying that because a few of my friends have seen her on dates with girls,” he said. But John B. noticed his words made Sarah look down at the sand. “Not recently, though! I just mean that she’s not a hundred percent straight. Maybe you could pretend to faint and get her attention,” he teased. Sarah whacked his bicep. 

“That’s cliche,” she commented. 

“I mean, have you tried it?” Sarah chose to ignore that comment and walked towards the other Pogues. 

Over the course of the next hour, the group couldn’t help but tease Sarah for looking back at you and letting your gaze linger a little too long. The beach was long and big, and your job wasn’t to stare at Sarah, much to her dismay. Sarah’s cheeks would redden and her lips would form a sorry pout when she knew she got caught. 

“I can’t help it,” she told Kiara, who had caught her staring at you for the third time. “She’s just so...so, ugh.” 

“I know,” Kiara said, laughing at Sarah’s frustration. “I’ve never talked to her before but everyone says she’s really cool and nice.” 

“That intimidates me.” 

“Why?” Sarah sighed. 

“I don’t know. She has this vibe that screams ‘I don’t give any fucks’ and I’m the complete opposite. I care about what people think of me. I care about what she thinks of me.” 

“Have you even tried talking to her?” Kiara asked. 

“Once,” Sarah confessed. “It was at the coffee shop by my house. I wanted to say I liked her shirt but I think I sounded like a cat that got its tail stepped on.” Kiara couldn’t help but chuckle. “Don’t laugh, Kie.” 

“I’m sorry,” she said, trying not to laugh anymore. “You guys would be so cute together.” 

“You’re just saying that,” said Sarah, haphazardly splashing the water beside her. Kiara shrugged. 

“You never know until you find out.” 

The two girls were in the water by themselves as the other boys had left to go back to the Chateau. Sarah began to walk towards the shore, back to her towel, when she felt a sting on her ankle. 

“Oh no,” Sarah said, moving abruptly, causing Kiara to look at her. 

“What?” Kiara asked. 

“I-I think I got stung by a jellyfish.” Kiara wordlessly helped Sarah out of the water and propped her up against her body, leading Sarah towards the shore. 

“Hey!” Kiara called in your direction. You looked at her. “My friend was stung by a jellyfish!” You wasted no time and hopped down from your post, walking fast to meet the two girls halfway. “It’s on her ankle.” You bent down to assess the situation and seeing that there were only two relatively small slashes, you gave her a soft smile. 

“Nothing to worry about,” you said. “It doesn’t look that bad but we need to let your ankle soak in some hot water.” 

“O-Okay. Jesus, this stings,” Sarah said, forgetting all shyness she had before. 

“Mind if I take your friend to our back house? It has a tub that you can soak it in.” 

“Go for it,” Kiara said. “Sarah, I’m gonna go and call John B. to pick us up, okay?” All Sarah could do was nod as she was transferred fro Kiara’s body to yours. Her cheeks flushed a shade of red, realizing you were helping her walk and you were wearing nothing but that red bathing suit. 

“I’m Sarah,” she said boldly. “And I’m also trying not to cry.” 

You laughed. “I’m Y/N and I’m not going to let you cry.” You fixed the bath and filled it with relatively warm water, placing a wooden tool for her to sit on. “Are you cold?”

“A little,” Sarah said, suddenly realizing she had goosebumps. Though, she wasn’t sure if it was the cold air or you. 

“Let me grab my jacket.”

“Oh, you don’t have–”

“It’s fine,” you said, coming back from another room. You had a large bomber jacket with the inside lined with soft fabric and Sarah thought she was in euphoria. 

“I don’t even know how this happened,” Sarah said, sighing and looking at the tub. 

“I don’t think anyone does,” you laughed. 

“You don’t have to stay with me,” Sarah said. “I’m sure you have lives to save.” You scrunched your nose. Sarah thought that was adorable. 

“Nah, it’s okay. This job is kind of bogus anyway. I don’t think a beach needs a lifeguard but I do it a few times a week anyway. Besides, I like your company.”

“You do?” 

You shrugged. “I mean, yeah. You seem nice enough and everyone on this goddamn island’s so full of themselves.” Sarah could not argue with you. 

“Go out with me,” Sarah blurted out. You raised your eyebrow at her. 

“What?” Sarah shifted her body. 

“Let me take you out,” she began. “You already saved my life and the least I could do is repay you.”

“By taking me out?”

“By taking you out.” Oh boy, if only Kiara could see Sarah now.

“Okay,” you said with a small grin. 

“Sarah!” John B. yelled from the door. The both of you had looked at him with Kiara behind him. She gave the blonde a playful look, and for once, Sarah didn’t blush. She smiled proudly. “You’re okay.”

“Of course I’m okay, idiot,” she said with a laugh. “Y/N helped me out.” He looked quizzically at the girl. 

“Oh,” he said, looking between the two of you. “Y/N- oh! I get it. Kie and I are gonna hang outside. Get us when you’re ready.” 

As Sarah watched her two best friends disappear behind the door, she couldn’t help but steal a glance in your direction. You were blushing just as hard as she was. 

“So,” Sarah said, “you free tomorrow night?”

“Depends,” you said coyly. “What are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking,” she said, putting her finger on her chin for emphasis, “we take my dad’s boat out on the river. I’ll bring us some bread, cheese, other fruits, maybe I’ll steal some wine from my dad’s collection, and we can spend the night underneath the stars.” Sarah looked at you and waited anxiously. 

“That sounds like a date,” you said. Sarah was ecstatic, happy that you have labelled it as a date before she did. 

“Yeah,” Sarah said, smiling. “It’s a date.” 

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pls feed my ego

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