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"I just wanna be close to you" - JJ Maybank

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Routledge!Fem!Reader

Summary: To celebrate the group graduating high school, the Routledge siblings go the bonfire party on the beach and Y/N Routledge decides to confront her long time crush and best friend, JJ Maybank.

Word count: 5.3k

Warnings: Alcohol consumption (underage) and some deep pining (which may lead to some mild angst and a fight but it ends well).

Author's notes and disclaimers: Yay, my first JJ Maybank fic! In this one, the reader is a year younger than the rest of the group. This is a lyric based fic based on Close to you by Gracie Abrams because I feel like it's so JJ coded. Hope you like it.

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Stay beautiful xx

I don't got a single problem with provocative See the bodies how they burn it's just the way it is

You and the rest of the pogues are at a bonfire party on the back to celebrate the high school graduation and everybody was having a great time. Everybody but you. The rest of your friend group are off finding love for the night with either their respective significant others or a stranger while you are stuck on the sidelines feeling lonely, sad, and heartbroken you couldn't be with the boy you like.

John B is off mackin' on Sarah. They are getting very serious all of a sudden and you are so happy for them. You had all been through so much together as a group and their relationship had definitely suffered. Now that things had calmed down they seemed to be going steady and stable. You can almost hear the wedding bells.

Pope and Cleo are cuddling by the bonfire, Kiara chatting it up with some random touron, and JJ was back to his old ways. Everybody seems to be happy with how things are. Everyone except you.

You are standing outside, looking in at the party. Especially at that blonde haired boy who had stolen your heart but now it feels like he is stomping on it with the way he is smiling and smirking at all the girls who are fawning around him. They are probably all hoping they can be the lucky one to go home with him tonight. He certainly looks like he is considering the pretty brunette who is practically undressing him with her eyes.

The worst part about the whole ordeal is that they are gonna be in JJ's room at the Chateau which means you'll be able to hear them.

After all, the walls are very thin.

It's not like anything will happen between you guys. He is not only your brother's best friend but yours too. You and John B have always been very close since there is only a year between you, you being the younger one. Because of this, it meant his friends became your friends and his best friend was your best friend. The best friend being JJ Maybank.

No, you were forever stuck on the sidelines admiring him from afar.

Smoky, dark, crowded room, I need nothing Under pink light in June I was so cool but then, all of a sudden You saw me look at you

The sight of JJ with all those girls makes you lose all desire to party. You don't want to go and damper the moods of everyone else so you stuck to yourself. You decide to get yourself a beer though you don't need it. Your feelings so confusing you feel disoriented enough.

You go back to your old look-out. You notice the sunset turning the sky a lovely pink colour. Watching the party before you, the silhouettes of people dancing and talking in the smoke from the bonfire.

You hear a familiar laugh making you turn your gaze back onto the blonde haired boy. He is laughing at something the brunette girl said. Ignoring the pang in your heart, you can't help but feel a flutter in your stomach whenever he smiles. Even if it is directed at another girl. His laugh is always so melodious and makes you weak in the knees. The pink light from the setting sun making him even more beautiful as if that is even possible.

JJ thought he could feel someone's gaze on him. He knew straight away who it was. He turns around to lock eyes with you.

Oh, no. You're caught. You must've been staring for a while. You can feel your heart start to race and your entire body heating up. The girl is gone and he is all alone. He flashes you one of his genuine smiles. It's one of the rare times he actually smiles and you can't help but smile back, though it doesn't quite reach your eyes the same way his does. He gives you a quizzicial look as if to ask what's wrong?. You continue to stare at each other from across the beach until the pretty brunette appears again making any semblance of a smile disappear and you avert your gaze. You move away from your spot so you're not in direct sight of him. You find an old, fallen tree trunk and sit down.

You huff in disappointment and down the rest of the beer, adding to the bitter taste in your mouth.

I burn for you And you don't even know my name If you asked me to I'd give up everything

Sarah can tell something is up with you whenever she looks over at where you're sitting. You always love a good party on the beach but you've had this constant frown on your face the whole time. Going to the party was your idea after all.

John B and Sarah have joined Pope and Cleo by the bonfire and are talking and laughing something or other but Sarah can't help but look at you. You look so sad and she already knows why. Everyone can see it but them. The rest of the group talk about when neither of you are around.

"Hey, I gonna get something to drink. Anybody want anything?" she asked the group.

"Uh, sure, a beer could be nice, babe." John B said and kissed her cheek.

"Pope, Cleo, you guys want anything?"

"No, thanks Sarah." Pope politely declined.

"I'll help ya, Sarah, I want something too." Cleo said and they both stand up and leave to go to the drinks table. They pour their drinks and on the way back to the guys Sarah sees you again and stops Cleo.

"Actually I'll join you guys in a bit. I'm gonna go talk to Y/N she looks so sad." Sarah says. "Can you take John B's drink back to him?"

"Yeah, sure, is it the JJ thing again?" Cleo asks her. Sarah hands her John B's drink and she accepts it with her empty hand.

"I think so. I think she just needs someone to talk and I can't bear to look at her sad face."

Cleo nods in agreement and promises to come over later. They split and Sarah approaches you. You hear steps coming closer and turn and find Sarah. You give her a small smile before turning back around watching the scene before you.

"Is it JJ again?" She asks you gently, not beating around the bush.

"No! You tell her a little too quickly. She gives you a knowing look. "Yes..." you saying, having turned sheepish under her look.

"You do know he likes you too?"

"No, I don't know! I just- I just like him but it's clear nothing will ever happen when things are the way they are."

"Oof, Mini Routledge, that sounds like some angsty boy trouble you got yourself there." Cleo says as she appears as if from out of nowhere, giving you the biggest fright. "It's obvious to everyone that you're both pining for each other so do something about it so we can all be happy."

"Everyone but that brunette gettin' ready to pounce any second now." You sulk. The groups of bodies have moved so JJ and girl is back in in your direct line of sight. "Sorry, girls, I don't wanna damper the mood. You're supposed to be celebrating! You've graduated... and left me behind in that god forsaken school."

"Hey, chin up, JJ will realise what's in front of him, okay?" Sarah assures you, rubbing your back. "You just need to knock some sense into him if he won't do it himself."

"Sure, right, I'll go do that if he can even remember my name with how much he's been drinking."

"No, Y/N, he hasn't even touched a drop of alcohol," Sarah tells you off. "Stop your moping and do something about things if you want to change." She has a veyr maternal tone and you almost shrink at the sound of it. Sarah has become like a big sister since she and John B got together. Well, it took some getting used at first since she was the kook princess of the island but you became fast friends and she is practically your sister-in-law now.

"Hey!" Your big brother shouts, grabbing your attention as he approaches your little group with Pope right behind him. "What's up with the frowns? We're supposed to have fun!"

He slings an arm around your shoulder, making him spill his beer on your shoes. Nice one, JB.

"Nothing, just not feeling in the mood to party." You tell him.

"But it was your idea! C'mon, Y/N/N, lighten up for your big brother, please?" He begs you, his breath smelling like beer.

"No, JB, just- just leave me alone okay?" You ask him and shrug off his arm and remove yourself from the group.

They watch as you walk away from the party altogether and sit down in the sand. You pull your knees up to your chest and take out your phone from the backpocket of your shorts.

And now your mouth is moving, cinematic timing You pull me in and touch my neck and now I'm dying

*FLASHBACK: 1.5 YEARS AGO*

"They were askin' for it, John B!" JJ shouts at your brother.

"They're always asking for it JJ! But if you don't learn how to control yourself there won't be any jobs left because you got fired from every single on of them. Did you ever think about that?"

Typical JB, always trying to knock some sense into JJ. It's common knowledge that JJ's a hothead and tends to turn to violence which more often than not lands him in trouble. Most often than not with the law.

You can't hear the rest of the conversation. You have just woken up from a nap in the hammock after a hard day at work. Your boss is always on your ass about something even though you work even harder than your co-workers to prove that you deserve the job despite being from The Cut.

The hot and humid sun is hitting your face just right, making you wanna close your eyes again. You were about to fall asleep again when the screen door bursts open, slamming against the wall and makes you almost fall out of the hammock. JJ stops in his tracks when he sees you.

"Oh, hi, Y/N. Sorry if I woke ya." He scratches his neck and stands in front of you awkwardly.

"It's okay. Can't sleep the whole day away anyway. Get fired form another job?"

"Yeah, it's nothing. The boss was a jerk anyway." He brushes it off.

"That black eye and split lip don't look like nothing." You tell him and sit up and pat the space next to you. "Sit down, will ya?"

He does what you ask but avoids your eyes, suddenly very bashful.

"I know a little something about jerks for bosses." You tell him.

"Oh, yeah? Your boss on your ass again? Think you're too young to have trouble with your boss." He tries to lighten the mood.

"I think we're all too young to have these problems." You sigh. There's a beat of silence. He doesn't know how to respond to that but he knows it's true.

"John B's only looking out for you, you know?" You speak again. "You're his best friend, J. Ever since Dad went missing he's just been so angry at everything and everyone."

JJ gets a soft look in his eyes. It's not a topic that comes up often. With Big John gone lots of things have changed and tension has risen within the group.

"How're you doing with all of that?" He asks you.

"Meh," you shrug. "I try to be there for JB but he's just in this pissy mood all the time and it doesn't help that we have the DCS on our asses."

"And who's there to look after you, huh? I don't like the idea of you carrying the weight of it all by yourself." You look him in the eyes. He's gotten very serious all of a sudden. You almost never see JJ this serious. Not even when he talks about his dad. "You can always talk to me, Y/N." He says sincerely and grabs your hand with his. "I promise to try to cheer you up. You can even hit me if you're real angry, I can take it. Jus' so you don't end up hitting your boss or John B when they piss you off. I give you full permission."

That makes you laugh and he laughs with you, happy to make you smile again.

"Now there's that smile, Mini Routledge." He smirks at you, already knowing the reaction he'll get out of you.

"Ugh, you know I hate that name, JJ!" You repimand him and slap his shoulder.

"Sorry, I just couldn't resist but good God, woman! Your slaps are lethal." He says and rubs his shoulder with a giggle and you can't help but giggle with him,

"I didn't slap you that hard." You say and shake your head at him. "You're just a drama queen."

"Oh, yeah? Tell that to the now permanent hand print I'm gonna have on my shoulder for all of eternity."

You look into each other's eyes, the only sound around you the crickets and cicadas. When the eye contact gets a little too intense you look away and fan your face saying something about the heat and the sun.

"Here, let me help you." He says. He gathers your hair in his hands and moves it away from your neck and over to your shoulder. One of his hands lingers by your neck though making your do these weird palpitations and your stomach feel like a swarm of butterflies have been let loose. You could've died happily in that moment. You look up into his eyes again and you both start to lean in until...

"JJ! Could you come here for a sec?!" Your lovely big brother shouts from inside the house, interrupting the moment.

JJ moves away and sighs. He gets up without so much as looking back at you while you try to calm your racing heart and shaky hands.

That was the time you realised you had a crush on JJ.

Little did you know you were gonna end up falling in love with him...

You should be mine for life, I'll be signing Every dotted line Chemical override, ultraviolet You could be mine tonight

*BACK TO REAL TIME*

John B excuses himself from the group you left to go and talk to you. He dumps the rest of his cup on the way, figuring he doesn't need anymore alcohol in his system for the conversation you're about to have. He isn't blind. He can clearly see the affection and attraction you hold for each other. The whole best friend and little sister mackin' on each other might be a weird thought but it's one he can get over. He never gave the talk to JJ or Pope about staying away from you. You are your own person and can make decisions for yourself which he deeply respects. He only wants you to be happy and find someone who makes you just as happy as Sarah makes him. Even if it is JJ.

He plops down beside you. You turn off your phone in acknowledgement and rest your head on your knees and stare out at the ocean.

"So," he starts, filling the silence between you. You're sitting far enough away from the party that the music was significantly lower and you guys talk at a normal volume. "You ready to talk about it?"

"Talk about what?" You mumble. You can feel him looking at you but you continue to stare at the waved crashing up on the shore and rolling back out.

"What happened back there, your sulky mood, or your love for JJ Maybank? Take your pick." He says, leaving you stunned. "Though, they're all jus' a chain reaction of you loving him and doing nothing about it."

"You know?!"

"Of course, I know, Y/N!" He answers, exasperated at your ignorance. "I wasn't born yesterday. Don't think you can it from me. I'm your big brother. Everybody knows it's so damn obvious."

"Everybody knows? Even JJ?" You ask him quietly, wanting the ground to open up and swallow you whole.

"On some level maybe," he shrugs. "But he certainly loves you too, squirt."

"He does?" You get this hopeful look in your eye at his statement.

"Definitely!" He almost shouts. "He may not have said it to me because, you know, I am your big brother and he's my best friend, but the way he looks at you just gives it away."

You're silent for a minute, mulling it all over, but then the same thoughts roll back into your mind. You get frustrated again with all of your reservations about starting a relationship with him and your insecurities.

"But it'll never work, John B."

"Why not, Y/N?" He tries but he is getting tired of your persistence on the matter.

"Bec- because..." You stutter but are interrupted by your brother.

"Because what?!" He asks in frustration. "Y/N, you'll never know until you try." He tells you, his voice softer this time around. You lean your head against his shoulder and he leans his on top of yours.

"It's just..." You start and sigh before you continue. "He's your best friend. He's my best friend. I just don't want to mess anything with the group or our friendship up. And your friendship too. Ugh, it's just too complicated." You finish and he lifts his head at this.

"Let me tell you one thing and I want you to look at me." He tells you and you do as he says. "Don't worry about the rest of us. Do what you wanna do and be with who you wanna be. I don't want to stand in the way of you neither does the rest of the group. You make your own decision we will just have to roll with it and if it doesn't work, well, so what? At least you tried and got some good memories out of it." He smiles and wipes some hair away that got in your eyes. "That doesn't mean it won't be weird to see my best friend who's older than my baby sister kissing and being all cute and couple-y together but I will just have to deal."

You smile at his words. He raised you most of the time. With your mum gone and your dad being sort of absent, it was left to John B to do most of the raising. Luckily, he didn't turn out so bad. You lean your head back on his shoulder and he throws an arm around yours as you fall into another beat of silence.

"I'll marry him one day, JB" you tell him honestly, his head flipping back up you swear it looked like he got whiplash.

"Geez, squirt, you're a bit young to think about that, aren't you?"

"Well you unofficially married Sarah while stuck on a boat after we thought you were dead."

"Touché, Y/n, touché." He admires your retort.

He stands up and offers his hands to help you up as well. You dust off the sand on your shorts and give him the biggest hug which he returns. You release each other after a while. He's got a big dopey smile on his face either from the alcohol in his system or the feeling of cheering up his little sister and helping two of his favourite people get together. Or maybe a mixture of both.

"You're the best big brother in the world, you know that?" You tell him.

"I'm your only brother." He deadpans.

"Well, I have no one to compare you to so you'll always be the best in my book." You reply and give him another hug and he kisses your temple.

"Go get him." He says as he releases you and sends you off.

Adrenaline overrides all rational thoughts that were holding you back and walk over to him. It's more like a march because you're so determined. After all, you've had a crush on him for a year and a half now, and maybe more. You tap his shoulder three times and he turns around but he is not so surprised that it's you, your lovely and alluring perfume that makes him weak in the knees alerting him of your presence.

"Hey J, can we talk?" you ask him. Voice slightly shaking from the adrenaline in your system. You clear your throat and avoid his gaze.

"Sure thing, Mini Routledge, what do you wanna talk about?" he says with the a small smile and that amused look in his eyes.

"You ready to go home, Maybank?" The pretty brunette emerges again with a seductive look in her eyes.

You feel your stomach drop, all of the confidence that had been building up on the way over here vanished into thin air.

"Forget it, JJ, seems like you have enough on your plate already." You say to him, angry at him but even more angry at yourself because you thought you could finally tell him how you felt and even angrier that you thought you could actually be together. You turn and march away from the pair.

"Y/Nn wait!" JJ shouts after you but you ignore him.

He decides to leave the girl and follow you...

I burn for you And you don't even know my name If you asked me to I'd give you everything

"Stupid, stupid, stupid," you reprimand yourself. "Of course, nothing could ever happen."

You weave through the dancing bodies and continue walking even though you've managed to escape the group of people. You walk as fast as you can in the sand which isn't that fast. You can hear JJ's frantic shouts but you just wanna get away.

"Y/N, stop!" He shouts. "Please just slow down. Tell what's wrong!" He pleads with you.

You shake your head, all your insecurities filling your mind making you feel awful all over again.

Somehow, JJ manages to catch with you. He grabs your wrist in an attempt to get you to slow down and talk to him. You shake his hand off and turn around to face him.

"Just leave me alone, okay?!" You all but shout at him.

"No, not until you tell me what's wrong!" He says which makes you turn back around again.

"Well, that's not happening anytime soon so you can go back to your new girl of the night and do what you always do because then you'll finally leave me alone." You tell him with a bitter tone in your voice.

"Hey, that's none of your business!" He replies, getting mad now.

"It is when we live in the same place with very thin walls so we can all hear just how good you'll be making that girl feel." You spit your venom at him, making him stop in his tracks while you continue your walk away from him. You're not sure why you're so angry at him. You were the one who decided to go and talk to him which left you with this empty pit in your stomach.

"C'mon, that's not fair, Y/N," He tells you, close to giving up now. "What's this all about?"

"Nothing!"

"Well, clearly there's a reason 'cause you'd never say that sorta stuff normally. We're best friends." He waves his arms around as he says this. This makes you stop up. You turn around and walk back towards him until you're right in front of him.

"I like you, okay?!" You shout in his face, stunning him. "I. Like. You. But it seems like I just missed my chance so excuse me if I'm not really in a chatty mood and just wanna be left alone."

He doesn't say anything. In all honesty, he doesn't know what to say. You shake your head at him and walk away again. You don't get very far again because he shouts after you.

"So what you like me? I like you too!" He shouts. You walk back towards him so you're face to face and stare into his beautiful crystal blue eyes.

"No, JJ, I burn for you, okay?! I'd drop everything for you, I'd give you everything and more if I could but I'd never meet the standards of those girls." You tell him honestly, getting to the root of all your insecurities. "I'll forever be Mini Routledge and that's fine, it's cool you don't need to worry about me I'll just go home and leave you alone with her."

You try to walk away again but he grabs your wrist and this time you can't shake him loose. He swings you back around so you're chest to chest, yours still heaving from your rant.

"You're so much more than just Mini Routledge to me, Y/N. You always seem to brighten my day even when it seems to be the darkest and all you have to do is smile at me. You could break my heart a million times or start the biggest forest fire there ever was and I'd defend you till the end of time. You're everything to me, okay? I don't want to lose you so don't-..." He sighs. He releases your wrist and pushes your hair away from your face. You look into his eyes, the amused look gone and replaced by a determined one.

"Just don't push me away." He begs.

And then, he kissed you.

To be close to you Pull the trigger on the gun I gave you when me met I wanna be close to you Break my heart and start a fire you got me overnight Just let me be close to you

Like pulling the trigger on a gun, the tension was between you and JJ was released and replaced with something else. Passion. You've been waiting for this moment longer than you realise because like pulling the trigger on a gun, the tension was between you and JJ was released and replaced with something else. Passion. JJ was kissing you and you loved every second of it. You were so shocked that you didn't know what to do with your hands. His hands moved from your hair down to your waist and yours found their place on his chest. You both got lost in the feel of it. The feel of JJ's lips on yours, the feel of JJ giving your bottom lip a salacious bite to open your mouth and welcome his tongue. The feel of JJ liking you back.

You pulled away when you both ran out of air. He wraps his arms around your waist to pull you in for a hug while your arms wrap around his neck, one of your hands getting lost in his blonde locks. His head dips down to where your shoulder meets your neck and starts kissing your skin, lightly sucking and licking which is definitely not helping to slow your heart and breathing.

"I want to be close to you..." You almost whisper, still out of breath. "I just want you, J."

"Well, I'm right here." He pauses his kisses to reply. "You have me now and I'm all yours." He continues his lovely attack on your neck, finding a spot that makes you weak and a sound you've never heard come out of your mouth before. That's when he stops, making you want to whine in protest but he kisses your lips again. This time slower, and it isn't filled with the same tension as before. It isn't the same makeout session as before but sweeter and filled with affection. You pull away from him this time.

"What do ya say... Wanna get outta here?" You ask him.

"Geez, Mini Routledge, way to make this freaky." He jokes and you slap his chest, unable to wipe that goofy smile off your face. He smiles with you. He loves being the reason of your smile.

"By the way, if you wanna have sex with me, you gotta stop calling me Mini Routledge." You warn him albeit with the same smile.

"Can't make no promises since I just love to see that annoyed look on your face. It's so cute." He teases, the same amused glint in his eyes he always has. "But yes, I'd love to get out of here."

"Great, I'll tell John B and meet you back here." You tell him and almost run back to the group you abandoned earlier. You approach John B specifically, knowing if you didn't say you were leaving without letting him know he would launch a whole search party.

"Hey, we're gonna split." You tell and kiss his cheek in goodbye. "I'll see you at home."

"So I take it everything worked out between you two?" He asks.

"How'd you know?!" You gasp.

"Well you did say we're," he starts but a knowing, amused grin works onto his face. "But also the red spot on your neck right about there," he prods a finger at the sensitive spot. "Which I think will most likely turn into a nice blue and purple hickey during the night." He laughs at your mortified expression as you grip your neck where he pointed before. "Tell JJ I'll talk to him tomorrow. Love ya, sis."

"Love you too, bro." Tell him and walk away with a smile on your face until John B shouts.

"I better find you in separate rooms when I get home!" To which you respond with flipping him off and Sarah is no doubt slapping his chest and scolding him.

When you reach JJ, he throws an arm around your shoulder and you walk away from the party happening behind you.

"John B wants to talk to you tomorrow." You tell him.

"Oh no, what did you say to him?" He whines, making you giggle.

"Nothing I swear!" You reply, but can't help the smile creeping onto your face.

"Oh, you swear, huh?" He grins, and pokes at your waist. Your most ticklish place. "That smile says different."

"No, I swear, JJ!" You can't help but giggle from his tickles, trying to get out of the hold his arm has around your shoulder.

"Guess I'm gonna have to tickle it outta ya then." He says as he continues his attack on your waist.

"Well, you'll have to catch me first!" You laugh and finally wiggle free from his hold and run away from him.

"Oh, you're on, Mini Routledge!" He shouts and speeds after you.

You race each other back to the Chateau. There, you embrace again in a heated kiss and tumble inside. You disobeyed John B's half-serious order and went straight for your bed. He added some extra hickies to the one he left on the beach though some of them would be naturally covered up by your clothes. You even left some on him.

The night was filled with love and ecstasy and when you woke up in the morning to sun beaming in through the curtains and a shirtless JJ in your bed with an arm around your waist you couldn't help the silly grin that etched its way onto your face.

You let out a quiet giggle, so happy you couldn't help it. You turn around in JJ's arms and realise he's only half sleeping.

"What's so funny?" He asks in a deep, groggy morning voice that sends chills down your spine despite the warmth of the sun.

"Nothing, J." You sigh in contentment. "Everything's perfect." You tell and kiss his forehead.

"Good," he says and kisses your lips. "Now go back to sleep."

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Dress

Keeping secrets has always been a talent of mine, but keeping the secret of my relationship was proving rather difficult.

Let me explain,

My name is Y/n Routledge, and I’m a Pouge. More specifically the twin sister to John B, who was kind of the de facto leader of the Pogues. Then there is Pope and Kiara, our best friends, both pogues in their own right. Lastly there is JJ Maybank, my and John B’s best friend since the third grade.

You might be thinking well, okay where does this secret relationship come in, well being a Pouge comes with two rules.

One - Pouges don’t lie to other Pogues

Two - No Pogue on Pogue mackin’

These two rules I have been breaking, the first one by not telling them about my relationship and two by being in said relationship with no one other than Mr. JJ Maybank.

At first it was kind of this friends with benefits type of deal, but after a few weeks both me and JJ could deny the fact that we had been in love with each other for most of our lives and were both just too scared to say anything.

That leads us to the present.

Eight months in this relationship we still haven’t told anyone. And you would think, oh if it has been going on this long they totally have to have some kind of idea, but no.

No one knows or suspects anything.

Tonight is no different. Here we are at the boneyard for another kegger.

JJ is off to the side at the Keg with my brother, while Pope tries to flirt and Me and Kie dance in the sand.

I occasionally eye over at JJ, just to make sure that he is okay, everytime I catch his eyes on my body swaying to the music.

I knew that was going to happen, I purposefully wore his favorite dress of mine.

I watched as his eyes traced up and down my body, only to get snapped out of his trace by my brother trying to get him to pour another beer.

I laughed to myself and continued to dance with Kiara, getting even more lost in the music.

This went on for a while, until Pope walked over to take over for JJ at the Keg. As soon as JJ let go of the keg he made a B line for me, not really being subtle.

I had made my way to the side of the boneyard far enough that no one would really be paying much attention to us. We had gotten pretty good at staying out of sight.

JJ grabbed my hand and pulled me toward our little spot on the beach a little ways away from the others.

As soon as we were out of sight he grabbed onto my waist and pulled me into his body.

“Hi baby” I whispered before his lips were on mine.

I felt his hands grip firmly on my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck.

“God I have been waiting way too long to do that” JJ let out as we pulled away from the kiss.

“Next time we throw a party, remind me not to take the first shift on the Keg” He laughed

“You got it captain” I saluted him, causing me to laugh at my silliness.

“But seriously you know all i have been thinking about tonight is how good you look in that dress” JJ said taking a good look at me.

“JJ Maybank, did you pull me away from the fun just to get into my pants?” I jokingly asked.

JJ put his hand to his chest to act like he was offended, leading both of us to let out a fit of laughter.

“Why of course not, Ms. Routledge, I just felt like I should let you know exactly what you do to me” He said, pulling my body back toward him.

“Oh don’t I know it” I said looking up at him. He raised his brow at me in confusion.

“Are you saying this was a calculated move?” JJ questioned holding me in his arms like before.

“I may have only bought this dress for you to take it off,” I said looking into his eyes.

JJ smirked as he placed his lips back on mine. I wrapped my arms back around his neck to deepen the kiss, letting his tongue enter my mouth. He instantly won dominance, as his hands also started to roam my body.

We continued to make out until I heard a branch break behind me. We instantly pulled apart and quickly turned around to see Pope staring at us.

Shit, we were caught.

Pope’s face went blank and his mouth dropped, he immediately turned around and ran back toward the others.

I turned to JJ and we both just started laughing.

“Well this has been fun” I joked knowing that we were in for it with our friends.

“All because of a damn dress” JJ laughed, grabbing me by the waist again and picking me up heading back toward the party.

Wasn’t how I thought the night would go but as long as we're together it will be okay.

#jj maybank #jj mayback imagine #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank fluff #taylorswift

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JJ Maybank imagine.

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Pls don't copy my work.

I apologise if it's similar to anyone else's work, this is my own idea 🫶🏻

(No smut in this one, just kissing)

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Y/n Routledge. You're a year younger than the rest of the pogues, but that doesn't change how close you guys all are. You're John B's younger sister, he knows that his best friend, JJ Maybank has a crush on you. However he doesn't know that you harbour the same feelings as JJ.

One evening, you're alone at the chateau whilst the rest of the pogues go on a beer run. At least you thought you were alone. You hear a thud in the kitchen, curious to see what it was, you walk out of your room.

"JJ?", you say, "thought you were with the others." "Disappointed that I'm here then, I take it?", he says back. "N-no, not disappointed, just surprised, I thought I was alone here", you say back, trying to hide that you're happy you guys are alone together.

You tell him that he can come into your room and watch a movie if he wants, he agrees, wanting to spend time with you. You put on your favourite movie, you're immersed in the movie yet JJ can't seem to break his graze from your beauty, mesmerised by how perfect you are to him. You glance at him, "Jayj? Y'ok? You're staring...", you say softly, your cheeks pink at the fact he's starring at you. "Yeah, just distracted...", he mumbles back, his gaze has now fallen to your lips. You realise so you go in for a kiss. It's soft and gentle, his lips taste like the ocean mixed with a faint taste of beer. You pull away regretting the decision, you think you've messed up and you've gone against the one rule your group has: 'no pogue on pogue mackin'. JJ didn't care, he crashed his lips back onto yours and pulls away after a few seconds. He goes to speak but you cut him off. "I like you... a lot", you say smiling, your cheeks pink from the kiss. "I like you too cupcake", he says back before kissing you again.

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First story, I know it's not the best and it was a little rushed. Feel free to give requests. Also if I have any spelling mistakes, please correct me, I need to improve my spelling. 🫶🏻

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#jj maybank #jj x reader #story #fanfiction #jj

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maybanksbabe · 1 year

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he pulls away, slack jawed, staring into her eyes in disbelief. doesn't thank her for saving his ass, doesn't pull away, doesn't do anything.

"sorry," she mumbles, looking down.

"nah, man, i-i just..." jj shrugs.

"i mean, i just saved your life, maybank."

"yeah, i know. i was standing right here."

"well, you're welcome."

"sure. thanks, i guess." he slips out of her cagey arms and runs back in the direction he came from, meeting john b at the edge of the deck.

"dude!" john b grabs him by the shoulders. "did i just see you mackin' on y/n cameron?!"

"uh... no. wasn't me."

"some other blonde pogue wearing a serving uniform, then?"

"yeah, probably," jj shrugs. "you'd never catch me mackin' on a kook, much less a cameron."

😵‍💫🫠🫢 he's such a goob -

He definitely kept thinking about that kiss for DAYS after 🫢🫢

#libra's jj #jj the goob #cameron!reader #libra speaks

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sunflowerstache · 4 years

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felt cute today☺️🙈👉🏽👈🏽

#i just rewatched outer banks for the second time #and all i want in life is to live on the beach #i vacation on obx with my family and it makes me miss it so much #oh to be a pogue and mackin on JJ🥺#pls dont reblog

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lovelyjj · 2 years

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Wasted

jj maybank x reader

Request: Hiiii can you make a story about y/n being drunk at a kegger and she is being really funny and crazy but jj has to stop her before she gets to crazy. @oogabooga-333

word count: 1.3k

warnings: drinking, alcohol, brief mentions of vomiting.

(not my gif)

The idea for the kegger came from Kiara. You and the other pogues thought it was a great idea. You all wanted to let loose and be care free. Not only did you want to go and party but you wanted to go with your boyfriend.

The others have yet to discover your secret relationship with JJ. What? Tell them that both you pogues started mackin on each other. No way. You told JJ that you weren't a rule breaker. He of course smirked and replied that he in fact was a rule breaker, tossing you a wink.

As hard as it was not to act like a couple in front of everyone, you got to explore your relationship without any input or judgment from the rest of the group. You enjoyed the hushed whispers and the wondering off from the group, the stolen kisses and hugs that lasted a little too long.

The boneyard was littered with sweaty bodies and red solo cups clasped in peoples hands.

The group of you were spread out each socializing with the tourons.

You stood there gulping down your third beer and you would be lying if you said you weren't getting tipsy.

"John B! John B! Pour me another would ya." you shouted. A little too loud as heads started to turn your way.

You outstretched your cup patiently waiting for another refill.

"How much have you had missy?" John B raised a brow at you.

"Don't act all authority figure on me now John B." you teased.

John B reluctantly filled your red solo cup yet again up to the top.

"Pleasure doing business with you sir." You saluted him.

You downed your cup in about 10 seconds. You wanted another and nobody was stopping you. You took the spout and refilled your own cup.

Then you stomped your way around the beach and stood next to a branch drinking your drink.

The alcohol started to enter your veins. You felt way more than tipsy as you had your fifth drink under your belt.

Your mind was clouded as you stumbled down the beach.

"I love this song!" you announced as you made it to the dance floor.

You started singing obnoxiously. As well as dancing and throwing your hands in the air.

You were having a blast as you wildly moved your body to the song that was playing.

It was pure euphoria as you swayed your hips and closed your eyes as you mimicked air guitar.

After your instrument duties, playing a mean air guitar you took off your shoe and used it as a microphone. You sang along loudly to the song playing.

After a while you grew tired and the song ended. As you stood there an idea came to you. You needed another drink.

As you stumbled drunkenly across the boneyard you ran into JJ.

"Hey pretty girl, I've been looking all over for you." He stated.

When JJ saw you he thought you looked beautiful. He wanted to kiss you so badly, but the would definitely blow his cover, so he refrained.

"I'm um on my way to get another drink." You mumbled.

"I'll go with you." JJ suggested.

The two of you made your way to the keg. JJ took your empty cup and filled yours up for you as well as his cup.

He snuck a arm around your waist and whispered in your ear, "Come hang out with me I miss you."

You simply nodded your head at him and lifted your cup before taking a sip, "Let's go."

JJ ushered you toward the fallen tree branch and sat down on the large branch and you sat down next to him.

You leaned your head on his shoulder as your mind started to get fuzzy. You were faintly listening to JJ talk as you rested against him.

Then a question popped into your head. You had to ask right away.

You gasped lifting your head and turning towards JJ.

"JJ." you exclaimed.

"What baby." JJ spoke.

"Baby?!" Pope questioned confused.

JJ tuned him out as he gave you his full attention.

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" you asked.

"What did she just say?" Pope who was sitting beside JJ voiced.

JJ let out a loud laugh. "If you were a what?"

"A worm." You responded. Your starry eyes looked up at him blinking and waiting for an answer.

"How drunk are you?" JJ questioned as he went to feel your forehead as if you were feverish.

You swatted his hand away, "I'm fine, just tell me you would still love me if I was a worm." You slurred.

"If you were a worm i'd feed you to the birds."

You gasped and swatted at his arm. "How dare you." You sat there pouting.

"Aw love Im sorry. You're so cute when you pout. You know that." JJ reasoned.

"Please tell me you would still love me if i was a worm." You expressed.

"Alright fine. Yes I would still love you if you were a worm." JJ spoke as your herd the honesty in his voice.

"Yay!" You threw your arm up in a fist pounding it and then took a sip of your drink.

"Cheers!" You both bumped cups and you drank more of the liquid in your cup.

"You know I'll always love you no matter what." JJ spoke.

You smiled at him, "and I love you always."

He grinned and rubbed your noses together.

Your mind was getting foggy and your chest was glowing with warmth. You felt hot and almost dizzy and you grew tired of sitting.

You slipped away from JJ's view when Pope was interrogating him on your relationship.

You drunkenly walked around the boneyard almost falling to the ground as you walked in the sand.

Then your mind came up with an idea.

"I wanna strip." you babbled.

"I wanna strip." You repeated as you walked around.

"I umm m need to um strip." you said to no one in particular.

Suddenly you saw a bright red tower and was gravitated towards. You went to climb it and you reached the top.

You stood up and carefully balanced yourself.

"I wanna strip." You drunkenly slurred.

"Whoa." You lost your balanced and dropped the cup of beer onto the ground.

Kiara's voice filled JJ's ears as she spoke, "What is she doing?"

Kiara was looking at you on top of the red metal tower with the number 8 on it. JJ whipped his head around to meet where she was looking.

He was met with you on top of the tower, trailing your hands up your body.

"It's hot. It's hot, really hot." You began fanning yourself. You were sweaty from all the dancing you did.

You than proceeded to take off your shirt. As a crowd of people were watching you, you herd a few whistles as you were left in your bikini top.

JJ stared at you and then he remembered other people were also watching and expecting a show.

You were about to unbutton your shorts when you herd your name.

"Y/n! Get down from there!" The voice belonged to JJ, your lover.

He had his hands outstretched wanting to usher you down from the tower.

"Take my hand baby girl." JJ pushed on.

You laughed and said crazily, "I haven't finished stripping JJ."

"You don't need to do that." JJ ordered.

You misplaced your footing and started to fall backwards and you let out at scream.

Luckily, JJ was right there and he wrapped his hands around your waist and caught you. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you clutched onto him.

“Thank you.” You mumbled to him.

“Your lucky I’m here to take care of you. Let’s get you home party girl.”

Then JJ proceeded to pick up your empty cup and your discarded shirt.

He had his arm around you as he walked you back to the château where he will surely be holding your hair back.

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writingjjfics · 3 years

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Jealous confessions

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader, Platonic!Pogues x reader

Summary: A night with the Pogues lead to much laughter, jealousy, and love confessions.

Warnings: nothing much, maybe some cursing

Requested?: yesss

Word count: 2.6k

A/N: Sarah is not a part of this (sad, I know) because we needed a jealous JJ. Sorry this fic took me so long but I have so much work to do for school and each time I try to write my inspiration is just gone so I also apologize for any mistakes and stupid jokes.

A/N(2): JJ looks so hot in this gif I can't🙃 (not my gif)

It was one of those perfect evenings. You and the Pogues were having a movie night at JJ's and John B's small but cozy apartment. They moved in together a while ago after they both saved up enough money. Since you, Kie, and Pope still live at home with your parents, the three of you come over often and probably spend even more time in their apartment than at home.

After a long discussion about what movie to watch, because you and Kie wanted something romantic and the boys wanted a movie with loads of action, you agreed to watch both movies starting with the one you and Kie picked out.

It was a classic Rom-Com about a boy and a girl who started as friends through an accidental encounter and then they slowly fall in love. The movie was cute but you and Kie mostly wanted to watch it because of the good-looking lead actor. You both made loads of comments during the movie even if it was just to annoy the boys.

"Oh my god, he is so hot"

"He could run me over with that car and I'll thank him anyway"

"I would pay money just so I could touch those abs"

With each comment, you could feel the glances and hear the scoffs coming from the boys. It made you and Kie giggle every time.

You were seated in between Kie and John B. Usually, you always sat next to JJ but you have been avoiding close contact with him lately.

You've known JJ since you were 6 years old. You were at the beach with your family while he was there all by himself. He was playing with some rocks and branches when he accidentally tripped. There was nobody around to help him and you felt sad so you went to check upon him. He damaged his knee so you brought him with you to your parents. After they took care of his knee you played with him for the rest of the day.

"I want to make you my best friend now. To thank you for today and the fact that you are really cool. Well- best 'girl' friend since I already have a best friend called John B" JJ told you at the end of the day.

Since that day you were inseparable from him. He came to your house almost every day and your parents treated him like their own child. He soon also introduced you to John B, which you could also quickly get along with. Later you three met Pope and Kie which was the beginning of your friend group.

Kie is the sister you never had. You two share everything together being the only girls in the group of friends. John B and Pope are like brothers to you. You always prank and tease each other as siblings do.

But your relationship with JJ is a different story. Since the moment you were old enough to understand what feelings are, you felt that weird feeling in your stomach every time you looked or thought about JJ. You tried to brush it off as just a stupid crush since he is a good-looking boy giving you a lot of attention but the constant flirting with each other and the tension between the two of you doesn't help at all.

You promised yourself that you would never start a romantic relationship with a friend because of all the drama that could happen if things didn't work out and besides there's that rule, that stupid rule, that Kiara made up a few years ago. The "no Pogue on Pogue Mackin' rule".

While you always hold a glimmer of hope that things would work out with JJ someday, you also know that you need to stop doing that. You know JJ is more into casual hookups and doesn't want to be in a relationship, at least not for now.

With this in mind and your feelings for JJ growing every day, it's getting harder for you to see him at every Kegger flirting and kissing with other girls. Each time you see him walk away with some pretty girl to probably have sex with you die a little on the inside. You tried to give your attention to other boys, going on a few dates, or hooking up with random Tourons, but no one makes you feel the same way JJ does.

So a few weeks ago you decided to distance yourself a little from JJ, not in a way you are not talking or hanging out with him anymore, but just less touching and flirting with each other. You are hopeful that this will help to lose your crush.

Little did you know, JJ's feelings are exactly the same as yours. He always felt different with you, in a good way, he feels butterflies in his stomach when he is close to you. But he also noticed you distanced from him lately and at the same time you became closer with John B. Always sneaking away together, or whispering and giggling.

The thing was that John B recently came to you for girls' advice. There is this new girl in his Science class that he caught feelings for. And John B, being the stupid boy that he is, doesn't know how to get her attention so he asked for your help since he didn't know who else to go to. You decided to help him and took him out for lunches and fake dates to share experiences and tips.

So today you also sat next to John B instead of JJ. You noticed JJ glancing in your direction a lot. But you didn't think much of it. It was probably because you were talking a lot during the movie and it was annoying him.

You were watching the action movie for the boys now. You and Kie thought it was quite boring so you made loads of jokes about the plot.

"Can you guys please shut up, I'm trying to watch this movie in peace!" Pope snapped at us.

"Wow, rare outburst of emotions but okay sorry. We'll stop" you chuckled.

"I think it's time for more snacks" John B spoke up.

"I thought you were the snack here Routledge" you joked.

John B mockingly repeated your words. "Very funny Y/L/N" He walked to the kitchen with the empty trays to refill the bowls on them.

John B thought it would be fun to test out his new 'girl skills' so he added some flowers to one of the trays and handed it to you and Kie.

"For my beautiful ladies" he said while giving you a wink.

You knew exactly what he was doing. "Oh my god, girls would be so lucky to date you. Can't believe you don't have a girlfriend yet." you teased him.

JJ clenched his jaw, obviously feeling very jealous of the scene in front of him.

"Can we just continue watching the movie please?" JJ snapped.

"Can you have some humor please?" you mumbled softly, rolling your eyes.

John B chuckled at your comment.

JJ stared at you unamused. You could honestly die from how hot he looked at you. You gave him a small smile as some sort of peace offer. He didn't respond, raised his eyebrows, and looked back at the tv.

Weird... You thought. JJ usually laugh the hardest at these kinds of jokes or make a brilliant comeback.

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It was currently 1 am and everyone was pretty tired from the long day and the movies we watched.

"Can we just sleep here tonight?" Kie spoke up

"Yeah sure, you three can figure out who sleeps where right? I'm going to bed now. Goodnight!" John B spoke while walking towards his bedroom.

You looked in the direction of Pope and Kie. JJ stood up as well and said goodbye while walking to his room. Pope mumbled something about you sleeping in JJ's bed like usual. You locked eyes with Kie.

Kie knows about your crush on JJ and you also told her that you've been trying to keep some distance from him lately. But she shrugs her shoulders and mouthed a sorry. You got up with a sigh and walked in the direction of JJ's room. What's one more night in his bed going to change anyway.

You knocked on his bedroom door and heard some mumbling so you slowly opened the door and stepped in.

"Hey Jay, can I sleep in your bed tonight?"

"Why don't you go sleep in John B's bed huh" he replied in a mean almost mocking way.

"Ew, why would I want to sleep in his stinking bed?" you laughed

"Idk so you two could continue with the lovebird's act"

You were confused at what he was saying, "Wtf JJ, what's wrong with you?"

He gave you a humorless laugh. "What's wrong with me? Because I can ask you the same. You ignore me for the entire night, no, not only this night but the entire time, and now you want to sleep in my bed?" he almost shouted

"I'm sorry, but I've just had a lot on my mind lately"

"Yeah, about John B probably?" he rolled his eyes and looked away from you

"What the fuck does any of this have to do with John B!?" you raised your voice, clearly confused and annoyed. You were tired and not in the mood to argue right now.

"You don't think I haven't noticed the two of you flirting all the time?"

"Flirting- Wha-?? I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Y/N, Oh my god- you are with him continuously, giggling and whispering stuff to each other. Don't act stupid and just tell me how it is!" JJ was shouting at this moment.

"My god- You can be so dumb sometimes! It's none of your business, but if you really must know. John B has a crush on a girl in his science class and asked me for advice. I've been giving him tips and helping with his courage to ask her out."

"Why are you acting so jealous anyway?" you asked confused and slightly mad.

JJ immediately looked guilty for shouting and his fiery eyes instantly softened "Sorry, I just miss hanging out with you, you know, like we used to"

"Don't you have your many hookups with random girls to fulfill that?" you said sarcastically

JJ stepped away from you and went to sit on his bed. "That's not the same.."

"What’s not the same?" you asked confused again

The fact that you were really tired and basically could fall asleep in an instant did not help with the conversation.

"What I feel for you" he mumbled softly

The moment JJ said what he said he immediately regretted it. He never meant to slip it out like this, if he ever had the courage to tell you.

"Wait- What- what did you say?" you heard it right the first time, you just didn't understand what was going on.

"Y/N can we please just drop this and go to bed. I'm sorry okay. Shouldn't have acted so stupid."

"No Jay, I want to know now. What's going on?" you insisted.

You went to sit on the bed beside JJ. There was this awkward silence. Both of you didn't know what to say next. Finally, after some very long seconds of silence, JJ spoke up.

"Listen, if I'm going to tell you, I want you to listen to me and wait for me to finish talking, okay?"

"Yeah, okay" you nodded. Your heart was beating fast by now. Could JJ possibly like you back?

"Uh- So- You know- I-" JJ was stuttering and couldn't find his words so you took his hand and held it to make him feel safe.

'Okay, I'm just going to say it" he chuckled nervously "I like you, as in, a lot, and more than just friends. For a very long time now. Each time I'm close to you I just want to kiss you and hold you and call you my girl and I know you probably don't see me like that, and that's okay, and then there is also that stupid no Pogue on Pogue Mackin rule-" JJ rambled on.

You were shocked, to say the least, and didn't even hear the rest of what he was saying. You never expected JJ to see you like this let alone think of you as a couple together. It was cute tho, seeing JJ this nervous. You don't think you've ever seen him like this before.

You noticed JJ had stopped talking and was waiting nervously for a response. The only right response you could think of at the moment was kissing him, so you did.

You moved closer to JJ, your eyes drifting from his ocean blue eyes to his lips. You leaned in to kiss him. The kiss surprised JJ a little, but before he knew it, he was returning it hungrily. He pulled your waist closer to him while you moved your hands to ran it through his hair.

The kiss was passionate. You both waited years to kiss each other and it felt even better than either of you could have imagined.

You pull apart to catch your breath, both of you having the biggest smiles on your faces.

"So, I guess you feel the same?" JJ smirked.

"I liked you for years now Jay" you confessed.

JJ brought your face close and kissed your forehead before pulling you in a tight hug. Both of you let out a huge breath of relief.

"Let's go to sleep now babygirl, we'll talk more tomorrow" he whispered.

You nodded and stripped out of your clothes. JJ handed you one of his shirts and he laid down in his bed. You climbed up the bed beside him and he wrapped you in his arms, pulling you close to his chest. He gave you kisses on your shoulder and head.

"Goodnight pretty girl"

"Goodnight handsome"

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The morning came. You opened your eyes and heard small breaths coming from beside you.

JJ had one of his arms rested on your waist. You turned your body so you could look at him. He was still sleeping looking very peaceful.

You laid on his chest and slowly traced your fingers on his chest and face, giving him small kisses as well. That woke JJ up.

"Hey, good morning beautiful" he said with his deep morning voice.

His voice sounded even sexier and you could honestly just melt.

"Good morning baby" you whispered while kissing JJ on the lips.

JJ smiled "I'm awake right because this still feels very surreal?" you both chuckled.

"Well thank god it's real, I can't go back to normal now"

"So that means I can officially call you my girlfriend?" JJ looked at you hopefully.

"I wouldn't want it any other way" you smiled and leaned in to kiss JJ.

After some more talking, cuddling, and kissing you decided to have breakfast and join the other Pogues.

You proudly walked into the living room with intertwined hands.

The Pogues looked surprised. You looked at Kie and nodded your head.

"FUCKING FINALLY" Kie shouted. "I've been waiting for years for one of you to make a move"

"Congrats guys, I guess you giving me advice for that girl helped you too" John B said while giving you a wink.

"Yeah, you have no idea" you giggled and looked at JJ who rolled his eyes before giving you a sweet kiss on your forehead.

#jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank fanfiction #jj maybank fic #jj maybank x you #jj maybank x y/n #jj obx #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x fem!reader #obx #outer banks #outerbanks #obx fanfic #obx fluff #reader x platonic!pogues #reader x pogues #poguestyle

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natashxromanovf · 3 years

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Secrets

JJ Maybank x fem!reader

WORD COUNT: 933

WARNINGS: a small make-out session (if you can even call it that), swearing, quite some dialogue

REQUESTED: /, secret dating AU, fluff

SUMMARY: JJ misses you and shows up at your door, leading to a small make-out session before you’re interrupted by John B, who later reveals his knowledge of an information that the two of you thought you hid well.

A/N: Yes, I’m in a mood to write for JJ and you all have to deal with it. Sorry, not sorry. This fic is also written for @pogueslandia's writing challenge, thank you for letting me participate! I had a lot of fun writing this <3

CREDITS: gif credits to @supremestarkey

A knock disturbs your reading, setting the book aside and getting up to open the door. A figure of none other than JJ Maybank appears in front of you, the usual smirk playing on his lips.

“What are you doing here?” you ask, a smile adorning your face. It’s a nice surprise seeing him here.

“What, can’t I just come to say hi to my girlfriend?” he whispers into your ear, not wanting for anyone to hear. Truth be told, no one knows JJ and you are dating. The pogues are very strict on the no pogue on pogue mackin’ rule and they would kill you if they found out. But in the end, who can help with who they fall in love with, right?

“I don’t know, can you?” you question in a joking matter, pulling him into the room by grabbing his shirt. He crashes his lips onto yours, guiding them into a passionate kiss. Pushing you back onto the bed, he lands on top of you, never breaking the kiss while doing so.

“God did I miss this,” JJ says as he pulls away, the urge to breathe becoming too much to handle.

“So did I,” you state as you start playing with his hair, a wide grin appearing on your face when his lips travel down your neck, pressing sloppy kisses there before he stops and sucks at the spot he knows you like, surely leaving a mark. “J you know the rules, no marks, or everyone will know something’s up and they won’t stop asking until I tell them,”

“Right, sorry,” he apologizes, his eyes telling you he’s not sorry at all. Of course, he’s not, that’s JJ we’re talking about.

“Sure you a-” you’re cut off by a knock at your door, just like the one you received minutes ago. Panic settles itself into your chest, quickly pushing JJ off and telling him to hide under the bed, trying to cover up the hickey with your hair but failing miserably.

“Hey, Y/N, it’s John B, can I come in?”

“Yeah,” you say, running your hands through your hair to smooth it out, trying to leave no sign of the actions you were previously doing.

“I just came to tell you that Sarah wants to go shopping with you,” he mutters, scratching the back of his neck.

“Yes, tell her I’ll come. And that she should call Kie too,” you reply, the nervousness evident to anyone but John B because he’s one of the most oblivious people you’ve ever met.

“Okay,” he states as he turns around, stopping by the door and turning around again, clearly wanting to tell you something. “Oh and Y/N? Tell JJ I said hi,”

The look on your face is so comedic John B almost wishes he could take a picture and frame it. “How did you-”

“You’re not as smooth at hiding as you think you are, y’know,” he smirks, leaving for real this time.

Okay, so maybe he’s not as oblivious as you thought. I mean, how the hell did he even notice? Well, if you really think about it, there’s a lot of signs - the longing looks, the subtle touches here and there, he could notice all of those things, and whoever has a brain would connect the dots. So honestly, he was right, you were not smooth at all.

Laughter coming from under the bed brings you back to Earth, realizing there’s another not really mature person in the room too who would, obviously, find it funny. Your facial expression quickly shifts to annoyance, jokingly punching JJ’s arm the second he stands up, somehow still laughing.

“How the hell can you laugh in a situation like this?!” you whisper-yell, starting to pace around the room. “This is terrible, this is so fucking terrible,” you paranoically say, putting your hands into your hair, trying to think of what to do next.

“Just relax a bit, it’s gonna be okay,” JJ states, stopping you by putting his arms on your shoulders. “You saw how chill John B was about it,”

“Yeah, that’s easy for you to say,” you scoff yet not moving away from him.

“Look, I can guarantee you that if we go out of here right now, everyone will simply cheer and clap, you know, the usual shit they do when they find out about a couple,” he comforts, a warm smile on his face.

You wildly shake your head, letting him know what you think about it. “We are absolutely not walking out of here. We can just live here, forever and sneak out through the window when we need food or water,” you suggest, being as serious as ever.

“Oh don’t be ridiculous now,” he sighs, deciding on an easier technique to get you out. Picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder he heads out, directly for the living room.

“Put me down JJ!” you scream, kicking and punching him while shouting curse words.

Nothing helps though, his grip is way too strong and soon enough, it’s already too late. Just as you expected everyone is in the living room except for Sarah. And their reaction is the same as JJ described. Huh, he was right; there was nothing to be afraid of.

Their reactions only warmed up your heart - the joy on Kiara’s face, the confusing “when did this happen” yet happy look on Pope’s face, a satisfied “I knew from the beginning” look on John B’s face. Everything is perfect and for the first time, you and JJ can be free.

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nikmikaelsonswife · 3 years

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worth the wait.

warnings: public (boat) sex, mentions of bodily fluids, strong language, unprotected sex, dirty talking, slight dom!jj, 18+

a/n: gif from this post. older jj and reader as i don’t feel comfortable writing smut between minors.

shit had hit the fan and this was the downfall; slow paced, tension filled, the slip from the tip of the iceberg.

just you, him, the hms pogue and the water. and a fucking gorgeous sunset, painting the sky in hues of oranges, pinks, purples and cotton candy blues. your favorite time of day, signaling the night side, no doubt in your mind that jj had chosen this specific time for a reason.

seven pm on the dot, he’d said in his late night text, which filled you with so much anxiety and thoughts that you’d only been able to get in three hours of sleep. come alone, i needa talk to you. ill be there, promise. you’d been locked up in your room all day, afraid to run into him and get a hint on what he wanted to say.

and yet, now as you sat across from him, you still had not one fucking clue.

your fingers trembled nervously in your lap, the only noise was the sound of you nervously clearing your throat. the waiting game was killing you, but you weren’t going to speak first. he’d asked you to come here, the mic was his. in the midst of the silence, you took the time to take in his appearance. the cherry red snapback that sat backwards on his head, flattening his long, blonde locks, the same one that smelled like your laundry detergent from that one time you left it in your pocket after stuffing it in there so he wouldn’t lose it. the off white wife beater that hugged his stomach and chest, showed off his biceps. you loved it when he wore it, hated the fact that it came up short regarding appearances.

you were staring at his bracelets when he finally spoke.

“you cold?”

your eyes flickered up to meet his, quirking a brow in confusion until another chill racked down your spine, shoulders shivering in response. “a little.” you cleared your throat again, voice raspy from not speaking in so long.

he stood, disappearing behind the cockpit before returning with a navy blue button up. a whiff of cologne met your nostrils when he took the seat next to you, knee knocking against your own before he draped the shirt around your shoulders. “better?”

you nodded, sighing. “yeah. better.”

“good.” his gaze shifted to his lap, hand coming up to flick his ear. “okay, so, uh, shit, i don’t even know how to start. thought about what i wanted to say to you hundreds of times, all i could think about since i sent that text, and im still a fuckin’ mess.”

your hand found his forearm, palm soft against the course hairs there. “take your time, j. no rush.”

he paused, eyes shifting between your own, adams apple bobbing within his throat. “and you’re…still so damn perfect.” he covered his hand with your own, rings cool against your warm fingers, gaze dropping once again as his hair blew in the wind. you wanted to return the sentiment but decided to stay quiet and allow him to speak.

“okay. im just gonna come out and say it and stop bullshittin’ around. i know you hate that no matter how patient you are with me.”

“i like you, y/n. more than just friends, more than i like anyone. and i have for…” he trailed off, shaking his head as he flicked his ear again, “…since before i can remember, honestly. and it’s killin’ me to tell you and have you sittin’ here, lookin’ at me like that. i can’t tell how you’re feelin’.”

“and im not asking for anything more than friendship if you don’t feel the same, even if you do. id love it, but i don’t want to force anything on you. and i know the whole rule about no pogue on pogue mackin’ but we both know nobody really cares about th—”

“shut the fuck up, jj.” his brows furrowed in offense, before his face relaxed once you grabbed him by his nape and brought his lips to yours.

softer than you expected, a bit wet from his tongue that was now making it’s way inside your mouth. you were clueless as to how it’d progressed as much as it did. aside from breaking apart from him to straddle his waist and the muffled consent in the form of—“we doin’ this?” “mhm.” “you sure?” “shit, john b’s gonna be pissed.” “he won’t know what we don’t tell.”—you were lost.

his fingers had worked the strings of your bikini bottoms so quick, laying you down on the floor of the boat before throwing that same button up over his ass just in case. you tugged his shorts down his hips, allowing him to settle in the space between your thighs.

“ready, baby?”

“been ready, baby.”

“if i would’ve known confessing would’ve ended like this—”

“jj.”

he smirked before enveloping your lips in another kiss, longer and sweeter than first. less teeth clash, less lip bite, more feel, more jaw work. as you got lost in it, brain clouded, he slid his length against your slit, drenching his cock in your arousal. “shit, baby. i made you wait for so long. m’sorry.”

you gasped, back arching as he kissed your open mouth, eyes on the stars that began to litter the darkening sky. he reached between your bodies to guide his tip toward your entrance, fingers lacing through yours before he slowly began to push inside.

his eyes fluttered shut, lashes golden against his flushed cheeks. a low moan rumbled his chest, a hiss caught at his teeth. “so fuckin’ wet, you’re so warm, baby, clenchin’ around my cock like that.”

his balls tapped against your pussy once he was fully sheathed. he nudged his nose with yours. “how are you doin’?”

“good. so so good, jj.”

“look at me.”

you did as he said, earning a smile which made your own lips curl into one on instinct.

he adjusted so that his thighs could push your legs further apart, raising your arms above your head while keeping your fingers intertwined so that his body was stretched out above yours. and without warning, he pulled nearly all the way out before driving back home.

you yelped, legs quivering at the sudden, brutal pace. his hips ground against yours, “don’t look away from me, y/n. ill pull out.” you found his eyes once again, gut flushing with heat at the concentrated furrow between his eyebrows.

jj was relentless, rubbing his pelvis against your clit just enough so it pushed you there faster. crossing your wrists, he held them both with one hand in order to tug down your bikini top with the other. he sunk his teeth into his bottom lip, groaning, cock pulsing and growing noticeably thicker at the sight of your bare tits.

he took a couple seconds to admire the way they bounced with each jut of his hips before he dipped his head down, taking one of your nipples inside his mouth.

mewling, you arched your back, pushing your chest closer to his mouth as his tongue swirled around the hardened bud. “oh,” you breathed, hair a mess atop your head as he let go of your wrists completely to grab the backs of your knees and hike the up. the new angle had him impossibly deeper, the head of cock brushing that spot that had you seeing stars of your own. your hands found his ass cheeks, nails sinking into the flesh.

he’d lifted up, gripping the breast he’d failed to give attention to, massaging and flicking the nipple as he rocked into you. “s’pretty like this. all fucked up n’ happy while my dick is deep inside ya.”

his mouth. you clenched hard, which had him throwing his head back, his hat that had been barely hanging on completely flying off. “fuck, i wanna come. i need you to come.”

the temperature was low, the water carrying cool winds that should’ve had you shivering. but with jj’s body heat and the exertion sex with him was putting you through, you were scorching fucking hot. sweat glistened across jj’s bare chest, as he’d discarded his muscle tank somewhere along the way down. he’d never been so sexy in your eyes.

“make me come, then. i know you can do it, baby.”

he whined, falling back on top of you, but not too fast that it hurt you. he snuck a hand back down to thumb at your clit, fucking you like that while his mouth returned to sucking your tits. and after that, it didn’t take long for you to gush all around his cock, your moans so loud they echoed out into the night.

it was dark out when jj pulled out and emptied his load all over your bikini and breasts.

“shit.”

pulling up his shorts, jj turned, searching for something over his shoulder before he crawled over to it. coming back the that same wife beater, he used it to wipe up all the cum on your chest. not before he took out his phone and snapped a pic, the flash nearly blinding you. though, you didn’t say anything, trusting jj with your life and more.

he then laid at your side, limply adjusting your bikini to cover up your private parts. “you're mine now, right?”

“always have been, perv.”

he chuckled, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“cleaning this spot up so john b doesn’t kick my ass, one, two, three, not it!”

“that’s for tag, idiot.”

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stardusttkachuk · 4 years

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Breaking Rules

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Female!Reader

Genre: Smut, fluff

Warnings: smut, fingering, unprotected sex, swearing

Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: The rules are no pogue on pogue mackin’. You and JJ sneak away from John B’s party and find yourself in the old Volkswagen, breaking that rule.

You slide the door to the van open, quickly climbing inside with JJ right behind you. JJ can’t keep his hands off of you; they’re on your lower back as he all but shoves you inside. They find their way to your thigh before he’s even gotten the door closed and then they’re on your cheeks and in your hair as he kisses you.

He tastes a little bit like weed, but mostly of mint. Spearmint to be exact, a taste you’ve gotten used to when kissing his lips. Five and a half months ago the kisses were short and sweet and not much to savor, but now every chance you had it was hot makeouts that lead to more.

Nobody could know though. There was a strict rule of no pogue on pogue macking, one that everyone had agreed to follow when the rules first came about. So for the last five months, you and JJ had been sneaking around. You shared kisses behind your friends back and snuck off together whenever you had the chance. Tonight was no different. The party that John B was hosting at his place was the perfect opportunity for a getaway. The old Volkswagen was questionable as the most private spot, but it was far enough away from the house, and offered shelter and warmth. And who was going to come looking in the van? John B wasn’t going anywhere, and from past experience you knew Pope and Kiara would be spending the night too. The van was all yours for the evening.

JJ grabs a blanket from the front seat and spreads it out on the floor of the back. It isn't much more comfortable but at least it’s softer and warmer than the hardwood that covered the back of the Volkswagen.

JJ sits on the blanket with his back against the bench seat and pulls you into his lap. Your knees are on either side of his legs and you’ve got his face in your hands as your makeout session continues. JJ slips his hands under your shirt, cupping around your breasts. He’s got you moaning at his touch already.

He pulls away from the kiss just enough to rid you of your shirt and bra, tossing them to the side. You follow suit and pull his over his head, throwing it somewhere behind you, long forgotten as his lips are on yours again.

JJ unbuttons your shorts, slipping his hand down the front of them and into your panties. His fingers glide over your clit, rubbing circles against the sensitive bud. You moan which makes JJ attach his lips to yours to quiet you down.

“We’re gonna get caught,” he whispers.

“Well if you’d stop fucking teasing me,” you start, only for JJ to lie you down on your back and kiss you again.

Your shorts and panties join your shirt somewhere in the old van as JJ pulls them off. His fingers return to your clit and move down until his middle finger is teasing your entrance. It isn’t long before he’s got two fingers inside you, crooking them against your g-spot and watching you writhe beneath him.

JJ loves foreplay. He’ll prolong sex as long as possible, always wanting to see how many times he can get you to fall apart. He’s good at it too. He knows exactly where to touch you and which spots have you moaning and begging for more. He knows how to make you cum before he’s even entered you, and he loves making you cum.

“JJ,” you moan, hand gripping onto his bicep. You’re already close, and the sounds you’re making are keeping JJ going, faster now, letting you chase your release.

His fingers are soaked when he pulls them out. He hungrily sucks them into his mouth, licking them clean. He does it every time, practically fawning over the way you taste. If you had more time, you’d happily let him eat you out, but you know the rest of the pogues will realize your guys’ absence and come looking for you soon.

JJ’s cock is hard and tenting the board shorts he’s wearing. You slip them down just past his hips, watching his member spring up, precum leaking out of the tip. He sits down again with his back against the bench seat and pulls you onto his lap. He lowers you onto his cock, biting his lip to silence the moans he desperately wants to let out.

The new position felt amazing. A lot of the time you’ve settled for standard missionary, or JJ lying down and you on top. Sometimes you’d have a quickie in the shower, pressed up against the tile wall. But sitting on his lap like this was new. It felt closer than you just riding him. You were literally face to face, chest to chest, and it allowed a new, much deeper angle. It was harder to keep quiet.

You took the lead and slowly lifted yourself up before sinking back down on him. His head tipped back, hands finding your waist as he aided in the lifting and dropping. You took the opportunity to nip at his neck, carelessly sucking a mark into his skin, right under his jaw where you knew he loved it the most. The others would point it out later and would congratulate him on getting some, then ask who it was. You took pride in knowing it was all your doing.

JJ was a mess of moans. His fingers were digging half moon shapes into the skin on your hips. Your name would fall from his lips every time you changed speed or rocked against him in a new way. The best part of it was how close you were. He didn’t need to be loud - although he wasn’t exactly quiet - you could hear each whispered plea, feel his hot breath against your skin as it picked up from your activities. There was sweat dripping off of each of you, but neither of you cared, far too lost in the moment with each other.

You were so close to cumming again and you knew by the sound of JJ’s voice that he was too. Your movements became sloppy. JJ tried to make it consistent, bouncing you faster on his cock, making you drop down harder, even lifting his own hips up, chasing after his orgasm.

“Fuck,” JJ cursed, forehead pressed against yours. He kissed your lips, drowning out the sounds of you both tipping over the edge. It was the first time you had ever come at the same time, and damn did it feel amazing. You were on cloud nine until you heard the familiar voices nearing the van.

“JJ! Y/N!” Pope called.

You scrambled off of JJ’s lap, searching around desperately for your shorts. JJ pulled up his bottoms, quickly resituating himself against the bench seat. He grabbed a pre rolled joint that was stuffed under one of the bags in the back, lighting it quickly and placing it between his lips.

You had managed to throw on your shorts and JJ’s shirt in the dark, sitting across from him and leaning against the backs of the front seats. “Gimme a hit,” you say, reaching out for the joint.

“No. Get your own!” JJ retorts.

“I hear them!” It’s Kie’s voice this time, and then it’s the sound of footsteps approaching the beaten up Volks.

She slides open the side door, the back suddenly illuminating with the interior light. “Where have you guys been?”

“Out here. Hot boxing the van,” JJ answers smoothly.

Kiara’s eyes dart towards you. “Why are you wearing JJ’s shirt?”

“I spilled beer all over mine,” you lie, holding up your own shirt that’s bunched up in your hands. “So, JJ lent me his.”

“John B’s freaking out looking for you guys,” Pope pipes up.

“Why?”

“Someone said there was a car accident like 10 miles away. He couldn’t find you guys anywhere and neither of you were answering your phones,” Pope explains.

“Shit. Mine’s on silent,” you say.

“I never even heard mine ring,” JJ adds.

“You are pretty faded. Maybe you shouldn’t be smoking that one,” you tease, grabbing the joint from his fingers. After a quick puff yourself you extinguish the end of it, still saving plenty for another time.

“Hey!” JJ yells. “First you’re gonna take my shirt and now my weed?”

“Yes. Now let’s go, so John B stops freaking out.”

You climb out of the back of the van with JJ right behind you. Pope stops JJ though, as you and Kiara walk in front of them and back up to the chateau.

“Nice hickey, J,” you hear him say.

You can feel the heat rising in your cheeks. Kie must notice the red tint to them because her jaw drops. “You are not screwing JJ,” she says through gritted teeth. “And in the back of the van too!?”

You put a finger to your lips, shushing her. “I will tell you everything if you just promise not to tell anyone else.”

“You broke pogue rules,” she whispers.

You glance back at JJ, who is flaunting the hickey to Pope who is completely oblivious to the fact that you gave it to him. “We’ve been breaking them for almost six months now.”

“And how long are you planning on keeping this a secret?”

JJ’s eyes catch yours and he shakes his head, grinning from ear to ear. “As long as we can.”

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goldenroutledge · 4 years

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hey love! whenever you get the chance could you do a pope x reader where they are taking a drive and blasting music, and just enjoying each others company? i’ve recently fell in love with pope and your imagines are the actually best!!!!

lost & found

pairing(s): pope heyward x reader, platonic!pogues x reader

word count: 3.1k

warning(s): some swearing maybe but just a whole lot of fluff

a/n: thank you for requesting this anon!! its been a long time coming and im sorry for the wait but i hope u enjoy. its kinda like a 3 times pope shows he loves you + the 1 time he says it. also, thanks again for 400 🤍🤍

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Mutual pining; when two people like or love each other but think the other one isn't interested. A definition that fit your circumstances exactly, but was unbeknownst to you. In your mind, it was nothing but unrequited love.

Your friendship with Pope had been the closest out of the pogues forever. None of them bothered in competing with the closeness of you two, because they knew they couldn’t measure up. It was unspoken, almost, the dynamic between the group. There were the pogues as a whole, then there was you and Pope. Anyone with eyes could see that there was something far beyond friendship there. The fact that you both were pretty much waiting for the other gave it away, really.

one.

“Y/n, if I ask a favor of you, will you promise not to hate me?” Sarah questioned from beside you in the back of the Twinkie. John B driving, JJ up front beside him, Kie and Pope sitting across from you.

“Depends, what is it?”

She focused on the colorful bracelet on her wrist to avoid eye contact. “Hypothetically, would you be mad if I set you up on a blind date?” You hadn’t noticed Pope look up at the two of you as the words ‘blind date’ fell from Sarah’s lips, awaiting your response.

“As in you already have or you’re thinking about it? Because if you’re thinking, then stop. And if you’ve already set it up, cancel.” You informed the girl.

“Why?” She frowned. “You haven’t been out with anyone in forever. You and this Jake would make a really cute couple, too.”

“First of all, I’m not going out with anyone named Jake, Sarah Cameron. And how would you know if I’ve been on any dates, anyways?”

“Are you kidding? You’ve shot down like, every guy on this island. Some of these dudes would die to be your boyfriend, Y/n.” Sarah debated.

“Maybe she’s mackin’ someone on the low and doesn’t want your big mouth to find out.” JJ chirped, receiving a smack over the head from John B for the minor insult to his girlfriend.

“Maybe she doesn’t want any of these morons around here.” Kie chimed in.

“Or maybe, I just don’t want a relationship right now? Will you guys stop jumping to conclusions?” You interrupted, ending their theories.

“You mean, you don’t want a relationship if it’s not with P-” The sound of the ‘P’ barely escaped JJ’s lips before John B clasped a hand over the boy’s mouth to shut him up, whisper scolding him in the process.

“So you won’t give it a chance?” Sarah asked pleadingly.

“If she doesn’t wanna go, she doesn’t wanna go. Leave it alone.” Pope interjected, surprising you a bit.

“Thank you, Pope. At least someone gets it.” He softly smiled in response, but the smile didn’t reach his brown orbs. They appeared disappointed, but you couldn’t seem to understand why. The van had come to a stop, the others hopping out and heading inside of the store to pick up a few things.

The topic of conversation being your love life brought your mood down a little, so you opted to stay in the van and wait. Pope was kind enough to stay back with you, too. He could always sense when something was bothering you or shifted your energy. “You good?” He asked.

“Mhm. Sarah’s just kind of pushy sometimes, that’s all.” He chuckled at your words, nodding in agreement. “If I want to date someone I’ll do it on my own terms.”

“Yeah. You deserve to be happy, Y/n.” He admitted, forcing a small, but tight-lipped smile onto his otherwise cheery face.

“So do you, Pope.”

two.

Rain beat down on the island, thunder rumbling and lightning striking in the dark sky. You all had chosen to stay in at the Chateau, considering nobody wanted to drive back to their respective homes in the quickly worsening weather. The sound of rain was normally relaxing to you, but tonight it felt like anything but.

You tossed and turned in the bed of the spare room in John B’s house, throwing the covers on and off in an attempt to get comfortable. You had been stirred awake by not only the poor weather outside but a nightmare that had your heart and mind racing for a good few minutes. 2:47, the time on your phone read, the light harsh to your tired eyes.

Your throat felt dry and your body felt parched from dehydration. You tiptoed out to the kitchen, choosing your steps carefully while trying to avoid the creaky floorboards. Scooping the ice into your cup, a cube or two slipped out and hit the floor. “Shit!” You whispered at the noise. As you were picking up the fallen cubes to place in the sink, a set of footsteps were moving towards you.

“Y/n?” Pope muttered out sleepily, rubbing the tiredness from his eyes. You hadn’t expected to wake anyone up, involuntarily jumping at the sound of his voice.

“Jesus, you scared me.”

“Sorry.” He apologized. “What the hell are you doing up, anyway?”

You filled your glass with water, taking a much needed gulp. “Couldn’t sleep well.” You shrugged, the sound of the rain leaving no room for silence. “What about you?”

“I heard someone from the living room, figured it was you. You’ve always been a light sleeper.” He answered, eyes averting your bare legs from his the shirt you were wearing, while yours averted his bare chest and torso.

“Yeah. I’m gonna try to go back to bed, though. If the storm will allow it tonight.” You pointed out.

“Let me walk you back, so you don’t trip over your own feet this time.” He joked in reference to your accidental clumsiness at the most inconvenient times.

“Oh, shut up. You literally got your pants caught on a gate once. I think you’re winning.” You shot back in a hushed tone.

You set the glass on the nightstand, crawling into bed for the second time. “Whatever helps you sleep at night. Oh, wait, you don’t sleep at night.” Pope countered, satisfied with his remark as you only rolled your eyes. He bid you goodnight and headed for the door, just barely reaching the knob before you stopped him.

“Pope?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you think you could stay with me?”

His eyebrows raised. “On the floor?”

“No, idiot. In the bed. There’s room for both of us.” You acknowledged. “Please? I mean you said it yourself, whatever helps me sleep at night.”

He shook his head in disbelief as a smile pulled at his lips, calling himself crazy for thinking that this would mean something more than two friends sharing a bed for a night. Yet, he was still doing it anyway. He accepted the spot on the bed you patted for him, throwing the covers on and relaxing beside you. “You sure this is gonna help you sleep?”

“Of course, it is. Now that I have my favorite human radiator here with me.”

three.

Days spent together on the HMS pogue felt fewer and farther between, everyone’s schedules conflicting in one way or another. Surprisingly, the four pogues were able to agree on a day. Just four.

You were stuck studying for an upcoming exam, stressing yourself out to the max and not wanting to take a moment away from the material. If you had decided to go, you were sure that you wouldn’t be able to keep your mind off of the test anyway. It would only add to your worries, so you opted not to go. But urged Kie to tell the rest of them to have a fun day without you and pass on your apologies for canceling last minute.

“Ahh.” JJ emphasized, taking a long sip of his beer as he sat with his feet up on the edge of the boat. “What a nice day to do nothing.”

“Just like everyday?” Kie questioned him.

“Wrong. I have a job, Kiara.” He returned, the two of them shooting playful insults back and forth before Pope chimed in, noticing the direction John B was going.

“Isn’t Y/n coming? You missed her dock completely.”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you. She can’t make it today.” Kiara revealed.

“Did she say why?”

“Uhh, studying for a test I think. She sounded crazy stressed on the phone.” The girl recollected.

“JB? Can you drop me off at her dock, actually?” He asked the brunette.

John B shrugged. “I guess so. You think she wants company right now?”

“I know she wants someone right now. The least I could do is offer my help.” He elaborated to the group. They all stayed silent on the way to your dock, not wanting to interfere with the never ending love story between their dear friends Y/n and Pope. “Thanks, man.” Pope thanked his friend, hopping off the boat and onto the dock near your house as soon as it came to a slow.

“You want us to wait?”

“Sure, I’ll text you if I end up staying.” He told them, rushing to the patio door of your house and letting himself in. That wasn’t something out of the ordinary, as you gave Pope a key for emergencies anyway.

The knock on your bedroom door was barely audible, the information spinning in your head made it hard to hear anything else. He had to poke his head in and call out your name quietly for you to notice someone else was even in your house. “Hey, what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be enjoying the boat day?” You sighed, dropping your pencil and moving the tired muscles in your hand.

“Kie told me you had to bail because of your exam, so, I thought you might want a study partner.” He explained, sitting beside you on the floor, both of your backs leaning against the frame of your bed.

“You didn’t have to do that. Today’s your day off.”

“And I’m choosing to spend it with my best friend. Is that a problem?” He countered.

“No, but you should go have fun with our friends. Don’t be cooped up inside just because I have to be.” He frowned at the tired expression on your face that wasn’t letting up.

“Don’t worry about it, Y/n. You’re stressing me out just listening to you.” He joked, looking around your bedroom floor to the scattered papers of loose note sheets and flashcards.

“Well, I am stressed. I don’t remember any of what I studied last night and if I don’t start remembering, I’m fucked.”

“Did you sleep at all last night? You do look tired, Y/ n.” Pope observed.

“I’m pretty sure I did. I passed out eventually.” You tried to think back, but decided it didn’t really matter anyway. “You want something to drink?” You offered while standing up, slightly wobbling with the quick movement.

Pope shot up to your height immediately, stabling you with his hands on your arms. “I can get us both some water. Stay here.”

“Forget the water, can you grab me a RedBull?” His eyebrows scrunched in confusion and disapproval of how you pushed your well-being to the backburner once again.

“How many glasses of water have you had today? Did you even have breakfast?”

“Lost count and once again, RedBull.”

“A RedBull does not count as breakfast.” He warned you.

“It does in this book. Can you just go grab me another one?” You asked in the politest tone you could pull off at the moment, rubbing your temples in exasperation.

“Water it is.”

He returned with a glass of water for each of you, handing yours to you. “You need to drink some water, Y/n.” You took a sip of the refreshing liquid, which turned into a gulp and a few more until the glass was empty.

“Wow. I was really thirsty.” You pointed out.

“No kidding, you haven’t drank a drop of water at all today.” He scolded.

You rolled your eyes, standing up to go refill your water. You lost your balance again, propping a hand up to the nearest sturdy object to stay upright. “Whoa.”

“Yeah, no.” He mumbled, coming to a conclusion in his head. “You need to lay down. Let me go find something for you to eat, and then you can take a nap.”

“A nap? A nap that I don’t have time for? Unless you plan on marrying me and taking my exam in my place-” You started, interrupted by Pope feeling your forehead for any signs of fever. “Ok, Dr. Pope. I think I’m fine.”

“Nuh-uh. You look exhausted, probably feel it too. Not to mention you’re dehydrated and hungry, and probably about to get sick if you don’t let your body reset.”

You sighed in surrender, sitting down on the edge of your bed. There was no use in arguing with him at this point. “Ok. Fine. But what happens when I bomb the exam?”

“That won’t happen. Once you feel better you’ll be able to retain the information better, too. Plus, no offense, but you’re disorganized as hell. Let me help fix that, then we can go over the notes later, okay?”

“Okay.” You agreed at last. He nodded before leaving the bedroom to make you some real food, slipping his phone out of his pocket as he turned the corner to text the rest of his friends.

‘you guys can go on without me, i’m gonna stay here with y/n’.

four.

One of your favorite parts about your friendship with Pope were the fun, nostalgic moments. They may have not happened often, but when they did they were always memorable and times that you later wished you could go back and relive.

The pogues were all excited for the annual county fair, but then again who wasn’t? It was one of your favorite events of every summer for as long as you could remember, especially the fair memories with Pope in them. The group decided today would be a day with their significant others, leaving you and Pope as the odd two out, but everyone was planning for you to be paired up for the day anyway.

“How about the ferris wheel now?” Pope proposed.

“Sure, I need a damn break from spinning in the air.” You confessed, referring to the tallest rides of the park you had just been on that could make anyone dizzy just by watching.

As the wheel neared and stopped at its peak height to overlook the fair, you leaned over to take a better look at it all. You chuckled at how tiny everyone else looks from up above, like people from the view of an airplane.

Pope did not feel that same humor, as he let out a yelp and clutched onto the cart for dear life as it tilted and rocked slightly with your movement. “Sit back, Y/n, what the hell?!”

“Relax, we aren’t going anywhere. I’m sure this ride is very sturdy.” You reassured him.

“Says everyone who has died on a carnival ride before they test the limits! It’s like you have a death wish.” He rambled, breathing dramatically heavy before the ferris wheel began to spin again, letting you back down to ground level.

People from behind the counters of the rigged games shouted at you both, trying to grab your attention and take your money. “Oh my God, Pope. Is that not the cutest stuffed elephant you’ve ever seen?” You exclaimed in awe of one of the stuffed animals hanging up.

“Let me try to win it for you.” He suggested, already walking up to the game. Unfortunately it was one of those toss games where he would have to throw a ball to knock over some stacked cups. Unfortunately meaning Pope was on the math team, so it only took him 4 rounds worth.

An outrageous $28 spent later, the man behind the counter was handing you the perfect stuffed elephant. The look in your eyes and smile on your face made it all worth it for Pope, even if he had planned to use that money for something else.

You treated him to a funnel cake in return, the bright and colorful lights illuminating your already jubilant expressions. You sipped the last of your soft drink through the cheap plastic straw, exhaustingly treading out to Pope’s car that you both struggled to find.

You had no problem slouching back in the seat, head thrown back as the warm air blew steadily through the rolled down windows. A lengthy playlist full of your favorites blasted through the stereo, the vibrations of the bass pretty much moving through the entire car. “Now you’re lost, lost in the heat of it all.” You sang, gesturing to Pope to finish the chorus, to which he was more than happy to do so.

“Girl you know you’re lost, lost in the thrill of it all.” For once you weren’t listening to the comments from your friends about you and Pope. But instead following your heart and living in these moments with him, interlocking your fingers together. You didn’t want it to end, but it had to once Pope pulled up to your house and turned the key, cutting the engine and the music.

The crickets could be heard from further away, but it was a comfortable silence. You both looked at each other and smiled tired ones, in no rush to move from your current position. “I love you, Y/n.” Your heart pounded at the words that fell from his lips in a murmur, not sure if you heard correctly.

So you decided to whisper back, even if your mind was playing tricks on you. “I love you, too.” The apparent grin on his face was a dead giveaway to you that it wasn’t in your head. You met him halfway to the center console for the kiss you’d both been longing for, just as fireworks from the fair bursted into the sky. You weren’t sure if you heard them or felt them, but you would’ve put money on both.

Mutual pining; when two people like or love each other but think the other one isn't interested. Who knew how much you’d both been losing while pining for the other. How much lost time you had to make up for. And now that you had found what you’d been searching for, it didn’t matter. The burden of lost time couldn’t even touch the connection that you had found.

a/n: i loved writing this, and i hope you all enjoyed reading it! let me know your thoughts please <3 also the song mentioned towards the end is lost by frank ocean

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fezcosbitch · 4 years

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JJ Maybank imagine:

Passion and wild regret

Summary: The pogues think you’re a bad influence on JJ.

I’ve been away for a couple of days so I hope this is ok! 💙

All feedbacks welcome as long as it’s not rude or mean ❤️

Warnings: angst, drug use (kind of, they aren’t taken I also do NOT condone drug use, unless it’s for medical reasons).

And yeah, let’s get into to it...

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You were a bit of a party girl, a wildcard, some would say. ‘Some’ being everyone except for you, who thought you were completely casual.

You were on the beach, at another summer kegger, where, to be fair, you may have a had a bit too much to drink, which of course, normally leads to JJ watching over you like a hawk. You had just downed your 15th (?) beer of the night, and decided to join in on truth or dare with the tourons, with a few pogues and kooks scattered about in the circle. “Y/n, truth or dare?” A random touron asked you. “Easy, dare” you responded, a grin on your face. The touron smirked, clearly having his dare planned out. “I dare you to take this” he said while holding up a clear baggie which looked to have a couple pills in it. “What is it?” You questioned, if you were going to take something you wanted to know what it was. “Only Molly” he said with a sly smirk on his face, looking you in the eye, testing you. The circle went silent, watching for your reaction, and looking at the touron to see if he was serious. “Ok, give it over” you replied, not ever being one to back down from a challenge, maintaining eye contact with him the whole time.

By now, JJ had heard of what you had been dared to do, as well as the rest of the pogues, and they were running to you right now, to stop you from making one of the biggest mistakes of your life. JJ caught you just in time, and slapped the pill out of your hand. “Jesus Christ you really are pissed, come on” J said, grabbing your arm and pulling you up, away from the rest of the group and into the chateau. Laying you down on his bed and waiting for you to fall asleep before going back to the beach to meet back with the pogues at the kegger.

JJs POV:

“What she do over there then JJ” Kie questioned me because they didn’t hear the whole story before we rushed over. “Just y/n being y/n I guess” I chuckled. The rest of the pogues frowned at me, leaving me confused “what” I asked, looking around until one of them spoke up. All three pogues looked at eachother, before John B started speaking “we just- we don’t think she’s a good influence on you man, I mean look at this, look at earlier, she shouldn’t be your responsibility bro, you’re not her parent why should you have to be stressed all evening just waiting for her to do something that you need to rescue her from, why do you have to look after her because she’s so stupid that she can’t control herself, I mean, fuck! Bro she almost took a class A drug today, the only reason she didn’t is because you stopped her. What happens when you’re not there bro? Or what if she somehow convinced you to do it? To join her? I don’t want that for you, none of us do, ok J. She ain’t good for you, it’s about time you realise.” John B ranted. “Shut up, John B, you don’t know what your talking about” I argued back, biting my tongue, not being in the mood for John Bs interference. “I- I don’t know what I’m talking about? Huh J, l-” JB started before Interrupted “NO! Ok you don’t know what your talking about! You’re mackin’ a kook, who’s had everything handed to her her whole life, she’s got everything she’d ever want at her finger tips. She wants a holiday? She gets a holiday. She wants a burger? She gets a burger. She’s not had to deal with the same struggle I have, or y/n has ok, so don’t you dare, stand there and compare you, and your fucking life with your perfect girlfriend and her perfect money, to me, and my girlfriend, who have to take any happiness they can get, so if she wants to get drunk, she’ll get drunk. Of course there’s a limit, I’m not gonna allow her to take that mdma shit, alright, but who can blame her? With the shit that’s happened to her who blames her?” I finally let out, absolutely fuming at John B, how dare he say that shit about her. “SHES A BURDEN JJ, Y/Ns A BURDEN! SHE ACTS LIKE A CHILD! You don’t have to look after her, you deserve more then that” Kiara then burst out, getting involved aswell. I looked between the two of them outraged at how they were acting. “I KNOW OK! I know I look after her, but did you ever once think that maybe I enjoy it? That I like the idea of looking after her? Maybe that’s what I want to do, do you guys EVER consider other peoples emotions? Jesus Christ, fuck you guys” I turned around and stormed off towards the chateau, completely mad at them for what they said. How dare they.

Y/ns POV:

I woke up 5 minutes ago, and immediately started walking to where I knew the pogues would be. As my feet touched the beach I could hear them shouting, so I stopped and listened in, curious, and not wanting to interrupt their seemingly important conversation. “She’s a burden JJ” Who? You were drawn in, who on earth where they talking about like that? “Y/ns a burden” kiara continued.... oh shit. That was great, you guess. Your own friends consider you a burden to your boyfriend, how... joyous. “I know ok” you heard jj shout back. Oh fuck, even better, your own boyfriend agrees. You turned around and ran back to the chateau and into JJs room immediately, not wanting to hear the other harsh words they supposedly say when you’re not around. Taking off the necklace he gave you on the day he asked you out (which you haven’t taken off since) and started writing a note. When you were done, you left them both on his bed side table, side by side so he wouldn’t miss them, and sprinted back home.

How dare he, you thought. How dare he act as if he enjoyed going out with you, and wanted to be with you, when apparently, all this time he, and all his friends thought you were a burden, what even is this? Who says that about the ones they love? Yeah, you might not have had the best upbringing and yeah, you may be a bit (quite a lot) rough around the edges, but so’s JJ, and you don’t judge him or love him any less for that. You don’t see him as a burden. What is is about you? That just, makes people want to leave you behind, I mean should it even be surprising anymore? Your mom took off a while ago and your dad.... well, he stayed but let’s not get into that but, why did she leave you? Along with your brother, and nan and grandad, they all seemed to disappear, forgetting you ever existed. What was it about you. You got home and raced upstairs, trying your hardest not to wake your dad up, and went to bed, tears flowing down your face and thoughts running wild in your mind. Goddamn JJ, why couldn’t he just tell you he didn’t want to be with you anymore? Why’s it always your heart getting broken? But oh well, right? He’s probably happier now he doesn’t have to deal with you and your problems.

JJs POV:

I slammed the door to my room open and just, screamed. Why do they think they can say that to me? Who do they think they are?

I look over to my left, wanting to just crawl into bed with y/n and forget the whole thing, but there’s one problem...I can’t. She’s not there. FUCK. Where did she go? There’s no way she could’ve heard. I look down and see a very familiar necklace, and a note next to it. I pick up the necklace, running my fingers over it, eyebrows furrowing, why’d she take it off? She never takes it off? My heart starts to race as I imagine every possibility, has she been kidnapped? Taken away? Has DCS finally got her? What happened. I then decided to open the note, eyes focusing on her neat handwriting, almost mocking me in a way, the pretty, pristine handwriting and the beautiful words almost making me forget the main message, that were done.

𝒥𝒿,

𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊’𝓋𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝑒𝒻𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝑒𝑒, 𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃’𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓌𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝒻𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝑒𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝒾 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝒥𝒿, 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝒾𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝐼 𝒶𝓂, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊’𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝓊𝓉 𝓊𝓅 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒾𝓉, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼, 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝐼 𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓈, 𝒶𝓂 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓉 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒥, 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒. 𝒜𝓁𝓁 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉—𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒢𝑜𝒹—𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊’𝓁𝓁 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽. 𝐼 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝑒’𝓈 𝒶 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓁𝓎 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹. 𝐼𝒻 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈𝓃’𝓉 𝐼’𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒽𝒶𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇. 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑒𝓎𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝒷𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑒𝓁𝓈𝑒, 𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓎𝓁𝑒, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓎𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒷𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒥. 𝐼’𝓁𝓁 𝒩𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓇𝓉𝓊𝑒𝓈. 𝒩𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓃𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝓇𝒶𝓊𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝓁𝒶𝓃𝑔𝓊𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓊𝓉𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝒷𝑒𝒽𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓀𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓃. 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒶 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓃, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝑜𝒻, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊’𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒸𝓀 𝒷𝓎 𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓎𝒶𝓁𝓉𝓎. 𝐼 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝑔𝓇𝑒𝓉. 𝒜𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈, 𝓎/n

Tears where streaming down my face, she left me, all because she over heard kie and the pogues sprouting absolute bullshit about our relationship. She actually left, oh fuck, why does it hurt so much. I’ll go after her tomorrow, we can sort it out, we’ll talk it through tomorrow when she’s not drunk and the pogues will have no influence. I walked out to the hammock and layed down, looking out to the stars, hoping that she’d listen to my explanation and praying that hopefully, she’ll take me back. And that the pogues didn’t ruin everything for us. I’ll wait until I can have her in my arms again, whether she takes me back or not, I’ll wait for her, in life, and until death.

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How was it? I feel like it was really bad but idk?

All feed backs welcome as long as it’s not rude or mean❤️

Part 2 idk is that needed? If you want one, ask! 💙

But uh yeah, that was that oops.

Also that letter wasn’t mine, it was the letter from Richard burton to Elizabeth Taylor, I just made some adaptions! X

But yeah, cya

Part 2^

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milazka · 4 years

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𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧 | 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤

𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 : 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 𝟐.𝟏𝐤

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 & 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠), 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱.

𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧 - 𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 : @𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐥𝐝 « 𝐨𝐦𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐣𝐣 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐣'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐛'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬? 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡»

𝐚/𝐧 : 𝐨𝐦𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞! 𝐢’𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐣 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤! 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞...

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The sky is covered with gray clouds, announcing the imminent arrival of the hurricane. Sitting on the wood railing of the gallery, you enjoy the calm of nature before the storm. The tall grass of the marsh sway to the rhythm of the wind, as if they were dancing.

“It’s gonna be a big one.” A voice says behind you.

You turn your head over your shoulder to see your best friend standing in the door frame, his arms crossed against his bare chest. Sweat still covers his body due to the fact that he and John B took the HMS Pogue out of the water to protect it from the hurricane. A joint in the corner of his mouth, he takes a few steps towards you, placing his hands on the railing on each side of you and presses his chin on your shoulder.

“You’re wearing my hoodie.” JJ says.

“I was cold, and I didn’t bring mine.” You explain, resting your head on his while some of his golden hair tingling your cheek.

“I like seeing you in my clothes.” He whispers to your ear.

You don’t even blush or react; you are used to flirt with JJ, you both do it all the time.

“Maybe I should head home.” You say to him before taking the joint between your fingers to inhale the smoke.

As soon as you’re done talking, torrential rain begins to fall from the sky and the wind start to blow hard.

“Looks like you’re not gonna go home tonight.” JJ smirks, watching the rain fall from the roof.

“Thanks Captain Obvious, don’t know what I would do without you.” You mock him with a wink.

He grunts in the crook of your neck, making you giggle. The rain intensifies and water drops start to fall on your bare thighs. You turn your body and drop with both feet on the gallery, finding yourself caught between JJ and the railing. You accidentally brush your hand against his crotch while you try to grab the phone in his pocket to see the time.

“Whoa baby, you trying to make me hard?” He smirks.

“In your dream, lover boy.” You sigh, pushing him gently to get inside.

The boy passes a hand through his hair; god, you have an effect on him that no other girl has! But he knows the damn rule; no pogue on pogue mackin and he would not risk your friendship just to have a good fuck with you.

Once in the house, you join John B in the kitchen. He is making a sandwich with the few groceries left that are not expired.

“Hey JB, is it okay if I stay until the storm calms down?” You ask while he’s decapsulating a bottle of beer. “My mom isn’t home and my brother can’t come to pick me up.”

“Of course, Y/n/n. I’m not gonna throw you out in the storm.” He giggles.

“Thank John B, you’re the best! And can I borrow a pair of sweatpants? I’m freezing.”

“Yep, check in the last drawer of my dresser.”

You make your way to the back of the house and enter John B’s room. Many Hawaiian shirts and bathing suits lay on the floor, not even fully dried. You take out a pair of grey sweatpants from the drawer and put them on the bed while you take off your shorts. Your back faces the open bedroom door, keeping you from seeing that JJ's eyes land on your butt only covered with black thong. His forearm pressed against the door frame; he can't help but smile stupidly at the sight of you, half-naked and wearing his hoodie. You jump when you hear someone whistle you. Quickly turning your body of 180 degrees, you pull the sweatpants up to your waist, making big eyes to JJ.

“Perv!” You shout to him while he giggles.

“You didn’t close the door, are you into exhibitionism, Y/n?” He smirks.

“And are you into voyeurism?” You reply, making him lose his smirk.

You proudly smile, tying the oversized sweatpants so they can fit you. You put back your worn red converses and walk towards JJ, stopping once you’re standing in front of him in the door frame.

“You enjoyed the view, didn't you?” You ask with a slight mocking grin.

“What makes you believe that?” He says, lifting an eyebrow.

You close the gap between you too, grabbing his shoulders with your hands and putting yourself on your tiptoe so that your mouth is a few inches from his ear.

“The bulge in your pants told me, baby.” You whisper, softly biting his ear before pulling away quickly.

You walk in the corridor smiling victoriously, leaving him alone and speechless. For once, you were the one who had the last word in your little teasing.

***

The power suddenly breaks while you admire Bodhi's Apollo body in the movie Point Break on the tv screen.

“Looks like hurricane Agatha has already began to make damages.” John b says, watching the rain hit the window. “I’m gonna go to bed, you two can sleep in the spare room.”

“Good night JB.” You say to him with a smile.

“Good night, sweetheart.” He says back, leaving you and JJ alone in the living room.

Still lying on the sofa, your head rests on JJ’s lap while he runs his hand through your hair. You put your hand in front of your mouth when you yawn, tired from the day. Slowly getting up and leaving JJ on the sofa, you head to the sink to fill yourself a glass of water.

"I'm going to be in the room." JJ tells you, walking towards the corridor.

You finish your glass of water watching nature go wild outside. Chills run through your body when you see a lightning strike on a tree near the house. You head quickly to the bedroom, banging your thigh against the kitchen table because you can’t see a thing in the darkness. The bedroom is lit up by the flame of a candle lit by JJ who is lying on the bed, shirtless. You subtly bite your bottom lip at the sight of his tanned and muscular body.

“Can you help me hydrate my back? I have a burning sunburn.” You ask, handing him a tube of body lotion.

He nods as he sits on his knees at the end of the bed, grabbing the blue tube. You put yourself in front of him, your back facing him and take off his sweater, keeping it pressed against your chest to cover it.

“You already took off your underwear for me, baby?” He teases you when he sees your naked back.

“You’re unbelievable, Maybank. I just hate wearing them, they are not comfort- Oh shit it’s cold!” You squeak when you feel the cold cream against your burning skin.

Chills run through your body as his hands gently rub your skin. In the mirror in front of you, you observe him concentrate as he applies the lotion on your skin. Your body tenses when his lips start to leave wet kisses along the back of your neck. His hands are now on your ribs, gently touching your skin with the point of his fingers while he continues to kiss your shoulders.

“We should not be doing this JJ…” You whisper trying to be the reasonable one.

“C’mon baby, I know you want it as much as I do.” He groans against your ear, making your head fall back on his shoulder.

“What about the rule?” You sigh, almost no longer controlling your reactions to his touch.

“I’m a rule breaker, baby, I don’t give a fuck about it.” He says, pulling you closer so your back is against his bare chest.

Shivers are sent down your spine when he starts to suck the skin of your collarbone. You take a deep breath with your eyes closed and stop thinking about the consequences for once in your life. You turn to face him, letting his sweater slide down your arms on to the floor. His eyes widen as they look down to your bare breast. Instantly, he grabs you by the waist and slams you on the bed, his body laying over you. His lips join yours for a wet and fiery kiss. Your hands on his neck, you draw him closer to you, feeling the warmth of his skin against yours.

“Don’t make me regret this.” You say, looking deeply in his eyes.

“I’m gonna give you the best fuck of your life, baby girl.” He teases before grabbing you under your knees to push your legs back and wide open.

He unlaces your sweatpants and takes them off at the same time as your thong. His head between your thighs, he kisses your skin and sucks it at a few places. Without any notices, he dips one finger inside you and start to move it back and forth. Your moaning is quickly smothered by his hand on your mouth, preventing sounds from coming out.

“You’re gonna need to keep it low, baby, unless you want John B to join us.” He smirks between your legs.

You roll your eyes and softly bite the palm of his hand with your teeth, making him giggles. His tongue starts to play with your clit while he adds a second finger inside you.

“Fuck JJ…” You moan in a low voice while you clench around his fingers.

“That was just the appetizer baby.” He smirks, grabbing you by the hips to pull you to the end of the bed where you sit, leaning on your hands behind you

Without breaking his gaze from you, he slowly slips his fingers between your lips to make you taste yourself. You lick them and make him smiles arrogantly when you put your hand on his crotch, squeezing it tightly.

“Good girl.” He whispers once you’re done cleaning his fingers from your juice.

You stand up and grab his belt, undoing it while you kiss his jawline. He tilts his head, allowing you the access to his neck where you softly suck his skin, leaving red marks that will probably betray you both tomorrow, but none of you seem to bother with that. You push him over the edge of the bed, making him sit down while you take off his shorts and boxers. He leans back on his hands, staring at you while you get down on your knees to take his shaft in your hand and start to move up and down. He licks his bottom lips and let out a small moan escape when you start to slide your tongue along its length.

“So hard for me, Maybank.” You tease him before wrapping your mouth around the tip of his cock.

One of his hands find his way in your hair, grabbing them to make you take him deeper. You bobble your head over his body and apply more pressure with your hand at the base of his length. JJ’s head fall back when you loosen up your throat and take him all in. He groans, pushing your head with his hand, making you choke slightly on him. He let you pull out and take a breath of air.

“Time for dinner now.” He whispers, grabbing you under your thighs to slam you against the bed for the second time.

He grabs a condom from his pants pocket, but you stop him before he unpacks it.

“I’m on the pill.” You smile, taking the little golden pack and throwing it at the end of the bed.

You grab him lightly by his necklace and kiss him, feeling the little smirk on his lips. JJ opens your legs and start to rub his cock against your clit and over your wet entrance. He pushes into you, making you bite his bottom lip to hold back a moan. He grunts against your lips as he slides back and forth in you, making you moan harder. He places one of his hands on your mouth and wraps the other around your throat. He slightly chokes you, keeping his eyes lock in yours while he starts to pump faster inside you.

“Oh fuck, baby. I’m close.” He groans, unwrapping his hand from your throat to let your breath.

His thumb starts to rub your clit, increasing the tension in your body. Your nails scratch his back, making him grunts. You hit your climax, moaning and biting his hand that is still on your mouth. He trusts his cock deeply inside you a few more times before he cums all over your stomach. JJ withdraws and drops onto the bed next to you.

“So? Do you regret?” He asks you, still breathing heavily.

“It was definitely the best fuck of my life.” You say, turning your face to the side to meet his blue eyes. “We should do it again sometime.”

“I’ve no objection to that.” He smirks before gently kissing your lips. “Now, time to make the dishes.” He adds with a little laugh, grabbing his shirt to clean up his seeds on your bare stomach.

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