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can I have a request with jj maybank x shy! reader where you work at the beach in a bar or something like that and stares at him all the time bc you're afraid to ask him out and he gives a typical jj answer for stalking him and you're upset & avoiding him. until kie tells JJ he's wrong it's just you're in awe? Fluff ending please 🥺

You can write it like you want, just an idea! Love it anyway

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Warnings:Alchohol.Talk about sex I guess?

I'm working behind the counter as I watch JJ pick out some surf gear "You're staring"my co-worker Leah chimes in "Hm what?"I say as I snap out of my train of thought. She just laughs and continues to stock shelves.

JJ had been coming into the store almost every day for the last few weeks buying random shit like surf wax or a new shark necklace. He comes up to the counter "Just them please" he says as he looks at me with a smile "You've been coming here a lot recently"I giggle with a smile "Surf season coming up good waves and shit I gotta prepare" he replies with a cheesy grin.

I round up his items "fifteen dollars fifty"I say as I open the register "fuck I've only got 10 hold em' for me ?I'll come back to pay for the rest" he replies as he looks through his pockets embarrassment painted on his face."you're good"I say with a small smile "what?"he says looking up “don't worry about it take it as my discount"I say "oh-Thankyou so much"he says  with a warm smile as I give him his stuff and he leaves the surf shop.

Timeskip

“You sure I look okay Ames?”I say in an unsure tone to my best friend Amy as I look in the mirror pulling my dress down and doing what I can to make myself feel more comfortable in the short skin tight material “bitch you look so fucking good” she says as she stares back at me through the reflecting in the mirror.

“don’t worry JJ will love it” she adds with a teasing grin. I give her an unimpressed look through the mirror “I fucking hate the fact I like him” I reply as I brush out the curls in my hair “Can’t help true love” she says with the same teasing grin still painted on her face.

Me and Amy finish up getting ready and head to the boneyard. As we walk onto the sand the sweet smell of alcohol and weed fills my senses. We go over to the keg and fill up our cups. As I look around grasping my surroundings I lock eyes with a familiar blonde boy standing with his usual group of friends wearing his signature grey cargo shorts and black tank top. I immediately look away and turn back to Amy.

“are u even listening?”she scoffs “I-yeah”I reply my tone sounding a lot more unsure than I intended “girl go over there”she grins as she follows my gaze to JJ “No way shut up”I respond with an eye roll.

Somehow throughout the night me and Amy had migrated around the bomb fire with JJ and his group of friends just laughing and talking to each other the alcohol taking slight effect slowly but surely. Me and Jj keep catching each other’s eyes but I ignore it and keep talking to other people surrounding us.

“JJ you just can never admit you’re in the wrong dumbass” Kiara giggles as she sips her drink. “No, she practically tried to fuck me on the fucking sand!”He defends “I mean I wouldn’t have said no to a hot kook” he adds with his signature toothy grin. I feel my cheeks rush in slight jealousy. Amy gives me a look. “JJ you need to get over her” John B. chimes in “Her dad's like a rich kook who owns the whole entire neighbourhood “John b adds deflating JJ's ego.

I get up and go back over to the keg to fill up my cup. Amy jogs over to me “You okay?” she says scanning my face for a signal of how I feel “What? oh yeah, all good” I reply with a small smile “He’s being an ass don’t worry” She says referring to jj talking about that girl “Amy me and JJ have had like two conversations I have no right at all to be jealous and shit “I reply as I run my hand through my hair “so your jealous?” she clocks with a smirk “bitch shut up” I scoff with a grin as we go back over to the group.JJ shouts my name “Hm?”I respond confused as I look at the blonde .

He looks at Kiara then back at me “Your a kook if you were my girl-“He begins clearly trying to prove another point to John B or some shit before he can finish Kiara hits him in the arm “what did I do!”he responds in a defensive tone. I laugh it off as I sip my drink.

Me and Amy end up wondering off from the group I see Kiara talking to JJ.

“JJ she obviously fucking likes you!”Kiara says as she hits JJ arm “Stop fucking hitting me!and no she doesn’t!”he says defending himself“you’re so oblivious”Kiara sighs “You don’t see it because your a guy”she adds “I-cam does not like me your just being weird”he scoffs “fucking talk to her JJ”Kiara adds as she goes off to talk to John B.

Im just stood with Amy as we talk and sip on our drink when I see the blonde slightly stumble over to us “Cam can I talk to you?”JJ speaks as he look between me and Amy . Me and Amy just give each other a look “I-um sure”I reply confused . Amy nods as she walks away back over to the bombfire. “What’s up?”I say confusion still laced in my voice . “Do u like me?shit- I don’t know how do do all this shit-Kiara said you liked me”he says as I runs his hand over his face in embarrassment .

“I-well -“I begin. “I like you and I feel really bad talking about that girl in front of you earlier. Kiara told me and it was a total dick move”he says as he scans my face for a sign of hesitance “wow JJ captain of hookups actually likes a girl?”I grin teasingly.He gives me a look with a grin spread on his face “I like you too Maybank”I laugh “Soo does this mean free shit from the surf shop?”He grins as he throws an arm around me .

Hate the ending of this sooo much. I hope this fits the request enough I tried. Thankyou for the request 💞

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it’s going to be okay | j.m.

synopsis: in which you give JJ hope that things are going to get better

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When you received a call from JJ asking you to pick him up from his place at 1 in the morning, you couldn't help but panic.

Getting into your car and speeding down there, your mind was racing and your palms were sweating. This was definitely not the first time you had received this kind of call from JJ, but you couldn't help but panic every single time.

You didn't know what to expect when you pulled into his driveway, but once you saw him sitting on the porch with his head in his hands, you knew it was nothing good.

"Babe, what's wrong?" you asked once you had exited the car and stopped in front of him.

He was still silent, his breathing deep and harsh.

"JJ, you're scaring me. What happened?" you asked again, this time in a much lower voice.

You crouched down in front of him, softly putting your hand on his shoulder. He tensed at the feeling of you touching him, but relaxed soon after once his body registered your soft touch.

When he looked up at you and you saw his bloody nose and the bruises already forming on the side of his jaw and under his eye, you gasped in shock.

"It's not as bad as it looks like" he commented, trying to shrug the whole thing off and downplay the entire situation.

"Who did this to you?" your voice was no louder than a whisper, the words getting stuck in your throat.

You couldn't believe that someone could hurt him like this, how someone could even think about laying a hand on him. He had such a big heart, he was so special to everyone around him, seeing him like this made your blood boil.

"It was nobody, don't worry about it" you could tell from his voice that he was holding back tears, something he tended to do a lot.

You were about to put up a fight and insist, but seeing his broken expression was enough to make you let it go. You had learned over the years that it was never a wise decision to pressure JJ into talking about what he had on his mind.

He would eventually come to you, and you just had to be patient.

"Come on, let's go home and get you cleaned up" you helped him get into your car, your heart breaking when you heard him hiss and clutch his ribs.

The ride to your house was silent, neither of you daring to speak. Your mind was racing as hell, adrenaline pumping through your veins when you thought about your boyfriend being hurt by someone.

You didn't even realize you had made it home until you were faced with your garage, which was empty. Your parents weren't home, thankfully.

It wouldn't be the first time they would see JJ in this state, but you knew JJ didn't want them seeing him like that, seeing him vulnerable. He was supposed to be the strong one, not the other way around.

"Come on" your voice was soft as you looked at JJ, who was not making eye contact with you. He was staring straight ahead, his lip wobbling as he tried to keep his feelings inside.

You got out of the car and helped him walk up the stairs to your room, going slowly as to not cause him any more pain.

The door to your bathroom was open, so JJ silently walked over and sat on the edge of the bathtub, patiently waiting for you to come back with your first aid kit.

Just like you always did for him.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" you asked once you appeared and took out a cloth and some betadine. Your voice was still small, not wanting to spook him or make him uncomfortable.

You dabbed the cloth in the little bottle and stood between his legs, your hand hovering over his cuts.

"I..." he started but stopped as soon as the cloth made contact with his skin. He hissed loudly, the sting of his cuts making the words die out in his throat.

He should have been used to it, you would patch him up at least once a week or every 2 weeks. But this time, his father really did a number on him.

"I'm sorry, I promise I'll be quick" you said and proceeded to clean his cuts as quickly and painlessly as possible.

"It was my dad" he spoke after you finished, his voice so quiet you almost didn't hear him.

"What? Your dad did this to you?" you were in disbelief. You couldn't believe his own father could hurt him like that.

Tears started forming in the corner of your eyes, the information having hit you like a ton of bricks. How could a father do hat to his own child?

How did you fail to see it? See how broken JJ truly was, how uncomfortable he seemed to get whenever someone mentioned his home. How could you have missed all the signs?

"Hey, don't cry, I'm okay" he tried to get up and comfort you, but the pain in his ribs and stomach prevented him from doing that.

You didn't say anything but closed the gap between you and hugged him tightly to your body, making sure not to squeeze him too tightly.

You silently cried into his shoulder, one of your hands in his hair and the other rubbing soothing circles on his back. He hugged you weakly, trying to hold in a pained moan that was threatening to leave his throat.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I should've realized he was hurting you sooner, I didn't know. I'm so sorry you had to go through this" you whispered over and over again, tears continuously falling down your cheeks.

"Hey, shhh, it's okay. I didn't want you to know, it's my fault" he comforted you, placing a kiss under your ear.

It amazed you how selfless he was. Even now, when he was hurting and he just needed someone there, he still tried to comfort you and make sure you're okay.

"You're okay now, baby. He's not going to hurt you anymore because you're not going to that house again, do you hear me?" you slightly pulled away from the hug, instead holding his face in your hands to make sure he was listening to you.

"I can't, I don't have anywhere to go. John B needs his space, I can't hang out there all the time" his voice is so quiet, like he is afraid of speaking any louder.

"You're going to stay here with me, okay? My parents adore you, they will be over the moon of having you here all the time, and you'll be keeping me company when they're not home. Please?" you pulled your best puppy dog face you could muster, knowing that he won't be able to resist you.

Just as expected, he nodded and manages to crack a small smile, a sight which warmed your heart.

"I don't deserve you" he spoke next, making your stare harden.

"You do, stop saying that. You deserve me and everything good that life has to offer. You're perfect, JJ, and anyone who doesn't think that is not worth it"

He chewed the inside of his lip while looking at you, trying not to break in front of you because of how grateful he was.

"Okay" he finally said, squeezing your waist in his hands. "I love you"

"I love you too"

You closes the gap between you, your lips finding home with each other.

Nothing was alright right now. The bruises and cuts covering JJ's body were proof of that. But with time, everything was going to be okay.

You were both going to be okay.

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red carpets without you

PAIRING: drew starkey x gn!reader

SUMMARY: you and drew have been dating for quite some time now, but have not brought your relationship for the public to see yet. Drew has the outer banks season 3 premiere to attend, so he goes without you. He misses you a lot at the premiere, but is completely satisfied with everything when he comes back home and gets to sleep in your arms.

WARNINGS: small mentions of cyber bullying and anxiety

EDITH SPEAKS: one of the biggest things I want to bring light on is how fans at times make their faves relationships uncomfortable. Please don't interfere with their personal lives, it's no matter to you. It's their life and they choose how to live it, and if they wish to be public about it or not. Please don't make their partners feel unloved and unwanted, the world is already a very harsh place, and that doesn't make it any better. Don't make assumptions on their relationships without any proper proof. Spread love and only love 💌🌷

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It is the evening of the Outer Banks season 3 premiere, and your boyfriend Drew is definitely going to be one of the main attractions of the event. He has been gone since early afternoon to prepare for the premiere and get ready, and you have been with him long enough to know that premieres can take a lot of time and he will be coming extremely late at night.

You and Drew have been reluctant to publicise your relationship. The thought of being recognised scares you, and even though Drew does have many supportive fans who will love you, the haters are always present around. You're afraid they will get to your head and make you believe made up stories about your relationship, ruining everything you have with Drew.

Today was one of the moments where you actually wished you could've gone with him. You absolutely adore the entire Outer Banks cast, and it would be nothing short of a spectacular night with them. Sometimes you do like to fantasize about you and Drew being public, you're in the most beautiful outfit and both of you are walking down the red carpet together, your hands intertwined. But you are quick to come back to reality when your mind shows you a scenario of you finding horrifying comments regarding you on a picture of you both, saying how you aren't the one for him and he's better off with someone else.

You remind yourself that the best place you can be at the moment is actually where you are right now: your couch, with a massive bowl of popcorn with you as you start watching the live stream of the premiere. You see all of the cast members walk in, looking beautiful as ever. You watch their interviews with utter love. They really are some of the best people.

Suddenly the cameras are directed towards Drew. He's wearing a dark blue suit, and you can't help but gape at how gorgeous he looks in that color. The fit of the suit is just perfect and he's getting his pictures clicked, his grace coming so effortlessly.

As Drew walks ahead on the carpet he's stopped by an interviewer. "Hello Drew, how are you feeling today?" The interviewer asks him.

"I'm good, super excited for everyone to see season 3," he says in the mic, smiling.

"What is Rafe like in the season? What will we get to see of him?"

"My lips are sealed for any information," he chuckles, "but he has done some... things." The interviewer laughs at his reply.

"Well Drew, is there anything you would like to say to your loved ones and your fans?"

"Thank you for all your constant support," he says, a big smile now on his face. "It makes me so happy to think how much everyone has been loving the show. Nothing is more fulfilling than watching your own hard work reaping you the big results."

At that moment, the interviewer ends his small talk with Drew and he walks on ahead on the carpet. The Twinkie is on the red carpet and watching Drew pose with it makes you giggle, as he goes inside it and looks out the window and gives a cheeky smile. The livestream goes on to show the interactions of the rest of the cast members with the interviewers and among themselves.

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You suddenly wake up from your nap on your couch which you hadn't realised you had started taking. It takes a few seconds for you to realise what's happening; the popcorn bowl is now empty and is lying on your carpet upturned, and the live stream has ended. You check the time on your phone to see it's nearing 1.30 am at night. You had initially thought of staying up until Drew comes home, but your sleepy mind has different plans for you. Giving in, you decide to head in to your bedroom to go to sleep.

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The gentle sounds of shoes being placed on the ground and the rustle of clothes wakes you up from your sleep. You open your eyes groggily and turn around in bed to see Drew's back towards you, as he is getting into comfortable clothes for the night.

"Hey bubs, you're home?" You ask gently. Drew turns around and you can visibly see the tiredness in his eyes.

"Oh, love, yeah I just came home," He walks up to you and bends down at your level. "I didn't expect you to wake up. Go back to sleep," he says, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"No it's okay, how was it?" You ask, your eyes not fully open from the heavy sleep lying on them.

"It was really amazing. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow okay?" He gets up from the floor and disappears in the washroom. After a few minutes he comes back out, and lies in the bed next to you.

You wrap your arms around his neck and gently pull his head onto your chest. He wraps his arms around your waist, and you start to play with his hair with sleepy motions of your hands, as you both drift off to sleep.

Drew had missed you a lot on the premiere - a lot more than he thought he would. There were so many moments where he wished he was answering the interviewer's question with you on his side. Your presence calms his nerves down whenever he feels a bit anxious, and such massive premieres, especially for a show as famous as Outer Banks, tend to make him slightly nervous.

But he knows you both aren't ready to come out to the whole world. Not yet. The world can be harsh, and even the strongest soldiers fall on their faces from its adversities. What you have is something made for just the two of you, and even though at times it feels like it shouldn't be this way, you know that this is actually the best you can have. And you are completely satisfied with it.

Why wouldn't you be? Drew is yours, and you are his. And that's all that matters.

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PAIRING: pope heyward x gn!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: fluff SONG INSPIRATION: shell suite by chad valley WORD COUNT: 248

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it wasn't a lie that you were broke. so were the rest of the pogues. in your opinion as much as it was shitty it made you appreciate life a lot more than a wad of cash.

money couldn’t buy those morning surfs or just simply soaking up each other's company.

so the pogues always appreciated the little things. you especially, pope found that out as he listened to you the most, hanging onto every single word you spoke as you excitedly walked beside him, happily swinging your intertwined hands.

it started out with him finding the prettiest stones and seashells to give to you.

each time you were a little more amazed at the little trinkets he’d conjure up.

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it was no lie you and pope were the most introverted out of the group, that's probably what made you click so easily.

so when you weren’t digging up gold or annoying the kooks, the two of you were found in the hammock outside of the chateau with you reading to him. rocking backing and forth normally led to you both falling asleep on each other.

your head laid on his chest, one of his arms wrapped around your waist and one behind his head with your legs tangled together.

as you can tell it didn't take the two of you long to get together just by this. everyone became blind to the no pogue on pogue macking rule when it came down to you two.

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same old lang syne

words - 2.7k

pairings - jj maybank x fem!reader, rafe cameron x fem!reader

warnings - alcohol, driving under the influence, cheating

a/n - rafe isn’t crazy in this but the pogues still don’t like him lol

JJ walked into the market on Christmas Eve for a last minute item he needed before he headed to John B and Sarah's place.

Holidays weren’t really JJ’s thing, but if there’s one thing about JJ Maybank, he’s a family man. He’d do almost anything to spend some quality time with his friends.

JJ walked up and down the aisles, making sure he didn’t miss anything.

But, then there was you.

You were home for Christmas visiting your family since you moved away the previous year.

There you stood with your hair as curly as he remembered and a sweater that swallowed you whole.

You stood on your tallest tiptoes attempting to reach a jug of eggnog.

JJ grew shy, and that’s not like him. He felt his cheeks heat up at the sight of you. He wanted to talk to you, and he wanted nothing more than to grab you and never let you go again.

Finally, he mustered up the courage to make his way to you and, by time he did, your feet were already flat on the floor and putting the eggnog in your cart.

However, he still followed you and tapped your shoulder.

You spun around only to be met with his baby blues, and they were as beautiful as you remembered. Eyes wide, you smiled at him.

“JJ?” you questioned in disbelief.

“Hi.” he said just above a whisper.

You went to hug him, but your purse slid off your shoulder, the contents spilling all over the cold ground. You and the blonde boy laughed as you both bent down to pick everything up.

With your wallet being the first to fall out, it opened and out came a photo that you kept tucked away. It was a photo of you and the pogues many summers ago.

JJ grabbed the photo with a small smile on his face as he slid it back into your wallet.

The two of you stood up, eyes locked.

“Thank you, J.” your old nickname for him almost made JJ’s heart skip a beat.

You two carried on a conversation as you walked to the checkout while catching up. It almost seemed like you were getting to know each other again. People stood around throwing looks your way as you two laughed as loud as you could.

You and JJ giggled as you both loaded your groceries onto the conveyor belt, forgetting about your surroundings.

“Ma’am… your card?” the cashier spoke as she clicked her long nails onto the counter.

You jumped, “Right, sorry!” you spoke quickly, your smile still on your face as your cheeks grew red.

You eyed JJ as you slid your card into the machine. Once again, you both started giggling.

JJ walked you to your car and helped you load your groceries.

“It was really good to see you,” JJ said as you loaded the last bag into your car.

You felt your insides twist and turn, and you felt 17 again. You still loved this boy.

“Yeah, you too, Jayj.” you smiled as JJ took your cart.

“See ya around?” he asked, hope in his voice. He began backing up to put your cart away.

You nodded as your cheeks began to turn a dark shade of pink.

You turned to unlock your car, but you felt like living on the edge.

Spinning back around on your heel, you call for JJ.

“Do you wanna go get a drink?” you yelled across the parking lot.

You watched as the boy's head snapped towards you with the biggest smile.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

You threw your truck keys to JJ, him gracefully catching them just like he used to.

Whenever you and JJ would go out together years ago, you always grabbed the keys first and made a run for it towards the truck, always trying to get there before JJ.

flashback

JJ had just asked you out for the first time. It was your first date ever and to say you were nervous was an understatement. You had the perfect outfit picked out and made sure everything was perfect even down to your socks, even though somehow they still ended up being mismatched cause that’s just who you were.

You were wild and free, and JJ loved that. He loved watching you on the boat, downing a beer as the wind and water blew through your hair. Your swimsuit top hugged your breasts just right and he couldn’t keep his eyes away.

You felt the same about JJ. He was everything to you: your best friend, your soulmate, your first love.

Your doorbell rang faintly as it was old, and you rushed to the door, grabbing your truck keys off the side table, hiding them behind your back.

You opened the door to the familiar smile of JJ Maybank.

“Hey, princess.” JJ cheered and you smiled.

You dangled the keys in front of his face and made a run for it.

“Damn it, y/n!” JJ yelled from behind, running after you.

You laughed out loud as JJ ran up behind you and picked you up. You began kicking your feet as an attempt to get JJ to put you down.

Finally, he did and you two stared into each other's eyes for a split second. He made his way to the driver side and you threw the keys his way.

-

And that there was the start of a very strange tradition for you two. But, you two enjoyed it nonetheless.

You ran over to the passenger side and hopped in as JJ hopped in the driver seat.

Twisting the keys into the ignition, JJ turns to you with a big grin on his face. You returned.

“Let's go, baby.” he said.

Once again, your insides turned and butterflies formed. He hadn’t called you that in years and you had to admit you missed it. The way it rolled off his tongue was so smooth and crisp, you’d remember it for ages.

The two of you drove for miles trying to find an open bar, but everything seemed to have closed early for Christmas.

“We can just go to the liquor store.” you suggested and JJ obliged, pulling into the nearest one.

JJ went in alone and picked out your guys’ favorite beer.

For the first time in a while, you were happy. That was, at least, until you looked down at your hand and saw the diamond that laid upon your ring finger. You twisted it around nervously.

Soon enough, JJ came waltzing back to the car, a six pack in hand. He gets in and immediately cracks one.

“Of course, Pabst’s Blue Ribbon.” you chuckle, cracking one along with him.

“Only the best for you.” he smiles over at you before taking another swig.

You two sat in silence for a few moments. You didn’t need to talk. Being in each other's company was enough.

This is what you and JJ used to do. You used to sit in this old rusty truck not having a care in the world. You both were just 17 sitting in the front seats doing exactly what you were doing now: a beer in one hand, and silence in the other. It reminded you of the innocence you both once carried.

JJ crushed up his now finished beer can and threw it on the floor of the backseat.

“Do you remember the first time we snuck out in this truck to go drink and your dad caught us?” JJ mentioned.

You giggled with a sigh, “How could I not?”

JJ chuckled and turned to look at you, eyes all over your body. You were so lost in the moment that you didn’t even bother to hide your wedding ring. You were looking at him when he caught sight of the ring. His eyes grew wide and confused.

“Are you- are you married?” he questioned, motioning to your ring.

You softly smiled, “Yeah, yeah I am.” You wanted to lie and say no, because sitting there with JJ brought you back to the girl that you used to be and to the girl you craved to be again.

JJ smiled, looked away, and said nothing else.

You stared at him as he looked longingly out the window. The street light shined so perfect on his golden skin and his moonstone blue eyes. You swear you could get lost in them. He was so perfect in every way a man can be. He's exactly what you wanted and what you always needed.

You two don’t know why you broke up and had a falling out. You just stopped seeing each other and that was it. No goodbye, nothing. JJ wanted to reconnect, and when he wanted to the most, it was too late. You moved clear across the state to never be heard from again.

JJ turned back to you and you took your chance. You didn’t know if you’d ever get it again.

You reached across the center console, grabbing ahold of JJ’s neck and planted a long hard kiss to his lips. He was stunned, but soon started following the motion of your lips. He pushed the center console up and you slid closer, your arms wrapping further around his neck.

This was it, this was the boy you loved and always will love.

JJ’s hands traveled all over you until they reached your waist and he quickly pulled you onto his lap. Your fingers now started tugging at the ends of his hair.

JJ’s fingers tugged at your waistband and you pulled away and climbed to the back. JJ followed, hovering over you. He quickly went back in to kiss you. Now, your fingers were tugging at his waistband.

You felt him reach down and begin to unbuckle his belt until an unfamiliar feeling washed over you. You knew this was wrong. You had a husband back at home waiting for you.

“JJ, I can't do this.” you mumbled against his lips as you slowly pulled away.

“Y/n- I’m sorry.” JJ stuttered and you quickly stopped him.

“No… no this was my fault.” you sat up, readjusting your clothes before going back to the front seat. JJ followed suit.

You both sat there in the front seat in silence for what felt like forever.

You weren’t sure what came over you. All you knew is that you still loved JJ and he still loved you.

“Want another beer?” JJ asked, holding one out to you.

You chuckled and took the now lukewarm beverage from his hand.

More minutes have gone by as you two sat in silence. Your only source of light being the iridescent street light that shined into your car.

You looked out the windshield at the snow falling and you could feel someone’s eyes on you.

Of course, it was JJ.

“These past few years have been good to you.” JJ smirked and winked your way.

“You’re not too bad yourself, J.” you smiled leaning your head back on the headrest, eyes set on his.

You were telling the truth. JJ looked the same, if not better. His denim jacket fell on his shoulders just right and his white tee was so snug that you could see the outline of his abs plain as day. His smile was even brighter than you remembered. His smile was your favorite thing about him.

“You know, I saw you at the surf shop the last summer before I moved away.” you fiddled with your fingers, looking at them nervously.

“You came to my shop?” JJ questioned.

“Every week.” you said just above a whisper.

“Why’d you never say anything?” he shifted his weight, now facing you.

“I didn't have the words, JJ. Things ended with us so abruptly, and I didn't wanna make it awkward.” you said, your voice shaking.

“Things would’ve never been awkward between us, y/n. You know it and I know it.” he said.

He reached his hand over the center console and grabbed yours, his thumb caressing your knuckles.

You nodded and looked at him, a small tear falling down your cheek.

He was right, though. Things would never be awkward between you two. You guys were it for each other. You both were in love and to be honest, you both never fell out.

Sitting in this truck, everything felt right. You felt like a kid again and, for the first time in years, you were happy. You didn’t need anyone else. JJ was everything you needed.

You pulled another beer out and handed another to JJ.

“Salude?” you toasted, holding your can in the air.

“Salude.” JJ clinked his can against yours and you both took a sip.

You two sat there for another hour or two while finishing off the beers. You shared your favorite memories together, JJ caught you up on the rest of the pogues, and you caught JJ up on your new life in your new home.

This night was perfect and you didn’t want it to end.

“I should really get to John B's house.” JJ swallowed his last sip of beer.

You laughed as you finished yours.

“Yeah, I should get to my parents.” you said.

You stared into each other’s eyes before you leaned over, cupping JJ’s face and placing a soft kiss on his lips.

You both pulled away and rested your foreheads together.

“I love you, JJ.” you whispered.

He nodded in agreement and kissed you again. This time, it was deeper and more passionate.

“Bye, y/n.” he whispers with a smile on his face.

“Bye.” you bit your lip, pulling away.

JJ got out of the truck, shutting the door behind him.

You watched him walk off as you hopped into the driver's seat.

You leaned back against the seat with your eyes closed, taking in what just happened. Was that real? Was it wrong? Did that actually happen? You weren’t quite sure, but whatever it was, it was right.

JJ walked down the snow covered street with his hands shoved in his warm pockets, his head hung high, and with a smile on his face. It was a smile he hadn’t had in a long time. And, for the first time in a while, he was happy.

He couldn’t lie though, his heart stung at the thought of this night being over. He now felt like a kid again, the familiar pain in his chest when you two ended things.

You felt it too.

Soon the snow turned into a quiet rain and you two made your ways back to where you were supposed to be hours ago.

You drove home carefully, as the roads were covered in snow and you felt a buzz.

Slowly, you pulled into your parents’ driveway. Your husband was waiting at the front door for you.

You got out of the car, grabbing your groceries from the backseat floor.

The driveway was icy and you slipped before your husband quickly made his way to you and caught you.

He wrapped you up in his warm arms as if he had lost you.

“Thank god, you’re okay.” he said pulling away, rubbing your arms in an attempt to keep you warm.

“Yeah, Rafe, I’m fine.” you smiled up at the dirty blonde haired boy. “Those roads were just a little crazy.”

That was a lie. The roads were fine. Fine enough for you to get home, at least. And, definitely fine enough for you to see JJ Maybank again.

Of course, you couldn’t tell Rafe where you had been for almost the whole night.

“Let’s get you inside.” he said. His hand reached down to the small of your back, guiding you into the brick house that was clad with white lights.

Upon entering the home, you couldn’t help but wish it was JJ you were walking through those doors with.

He was the one you had wanted to put a ring on your finger. He was the one you wanted to bring home to your parents for the holidays. He was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. You wanted to grow old with him and grow gray hair with him and have him be the one you slept next to every night.

But he wasn’t.

[urmooniee]

Unspoken Feelings - JJ

JJ Maybank x fem!reader

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It was another lazy summer day on the Outer Banks, and the Pogues had gathered at John B's place. The sun was blazing, and the scent of saltwater hung in the air as the gang kicked back into the living room. John B was sprawled on the couch, scrolling through his phone, while Pope and Kiara were engrossed in a debate about advanced mathematics. JJ Maybank sat with a smirk playing on his lips, glancing over at you, Y/N, who was seated on the floor, fiddling with a seashell necklace.

"Y/N, you believe that nonsense Pope's spewing about advanced mathematics?" JJ teased, a playful gleam in his eyes.

You shot him a mock glare. "JJ, you wouldn't know a differential equation from a Sudoku puzzle."

Pope chimed in, grinning. "She makes a valid point, JJ. Math is the language of the universe and can be incredibly fascinating."

JJ rolled his eyes dramatically. "Alright, alright, Ms. Mathematician. I'll take your word for it."

As the day wore on, the group migrated to the beach, and a spontaneous bonfire was set up. The warm glow of the fire danced in JJ's eyes as he stared at the flames, lost in thought. You sat next to him, and there was an unspoken connection between the two of you.

Pope noticed the tension and decided to intervene. "So, JJ, when are you going to make your move on someone special?"

JJ blinked, caught off guard. "What? Who said anything about that?"

Pope grinned knowingly. "Come on, we can all see it."

You couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, but you hid it behind a smile. "I'm on board with Pope. You should go for it."

John B, always the mediator, added his two cents. "Seriously, JJ, you should just go for it. Life's too short to play it safe."

JJ looked at you, his eyes searching for something. "Y/N, what do you think?"

You took a deep breath, trying to suppress your feelings. "I think you should follow your heart."

JJ's gaze lingered on you for a moment, and then he turned to the group. "Alright, guys, I'll take your advice."

The banter continued, and the night wore on. As you all sat around the fire, it became clear that there were unspoken feelings between JJ and the subject of his affections, and between JJ and you. The group's playful teasing had given JJ the push he needed to confront his emotions.

As the night deepened and the bonfire's flames waned, the Pogues remained nestled on the beach, their bonds growing stronger with each passing moment. The evening had deepened their friendships, and unspoken emotions lingered just beneath the surface.

JJ cleared his throat and looked at Kiara. "Kie, could I talk to you for a moment?"

Everyone shared a confused glance at each other, wondering what was going on. Pope and John B exchanged sly smirks and whispered, "Ohh," and "Ohh, damn, that was fast," thinking that JJ was about to confess his feelings to Kiara.

Kiara, equally perplexed, shrugged and said, "Yeah, sure," as she got up, her eyes briefly meeting yours in a puzzled glance.

As JJ and Kiara moved a little farther away from the group, Pope, John B, and you exchanged puzzled glances. It was clear that the two of them were having a private conversation. The night held a promise of unexpected revelations, and the Pogues were about to find out whether their assumptions about JJ and his feelings were correct or if something else entirely was in the air.

Pope raised an eyebrow and quipped, "Well, that was unexpected."

John B chuckled, sharing a knowing look with you. "Yeah, we thought JJ was going to ask you, Y/N."

You raised your eyebrows in surprise. "What? No way, never. JJ and I are just friends, nothing more than that."

Pope and John B shared a smirk, and Pope replied, "Well, you know what they say, 'friends to lovers' can make for a great story."

John B nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's not uncommon for close friends to discover deeper feelings for each other."

You rolled your eyes playfully, still not convinced. "Guys, trust me, there's nothing like that between us."

The three of you continued to watch JJ and Kiara, curious about the outcome of their conversation. The night was still young, and the Pogues were about to discover what secrets lay beneath the surface of their unspoken feelings. 

As JJ and Kiara rejoined the group, JJ looking slightly flustered and Kiara grinning, the anticipation in the air was palpable. The group had eagerly awaited the outcome of their private conversation.

Pope couldn't resist a sly grin. "So, what's the verdict? Are we in for some dramatic love story?"

JJ sighed and shook his head, a hint of frustration in his voice. "No, it's not what you all think. We were just talking about something else."

Kiara chimed in. "Yeah, nothing romantic, I promise."

You exchanged a knowing glance with Pope and John B, who seemed a bit disappointed that their theories hadn't panned out. Nonetheless, you decided to make the most of the night and keep the atmosphere light.

"Alright," you declared, breaking the brief silence. "I'm bored. Should we play truth or dare?"

The group readily agreed, and the night took an unexpected turn. Here are some of the truths and dares that followed:

**Truth:** John B confessed his most embarrassing moment, involving a mishap with a surfboard during a competition.

**Dare:** Pope was dared to serenade a random passerby with a song, leaving everyone in stitches as he attempted to sing a love ballad.

**Truth:** Kiara revealed her biggest fear, which turned out to be spiders, much to everyone's amusement.

**Dare:** JJ had to do a cartwheel on the beach, showing surprising gymnastic skills that drew cheers and applause.

As the game continued, secrets were revealed, and laughter filled the night. 

Later on, Pope, with a mischievous grin, turned to you and asked, "Truth or dare, Y/N?"

You contemplated for a moment and then replied, "Truth."

Pope and John B shared a glance and smiled deviously. Pope, not one to hold back, posed a daring question, "Do you have feelings for someone?"

You looked up, and for a moment, it felt like you had stopped breathing. You hesitated before responding, "Hm... no."

Pope rolled his eyes playfully and said, "Y/N, no lying."

You countered with a hint of defiance, "And how do you know I'm lying?"

"It's obvious, so answer the question, yes or no," Pope insisted.

After a brief pause, you admitted, "Yes. Are you happy now?"

Pope smiled warmly and responded, "Yes, I'm happy."

JJ, who had been observing this exchange with a curious expression, couldn't help but think that there might be something more going on between you and Pope. It seemed like he had missed something important, and the mystery added another layer of intrigue to the night.

"Have I missed something?" JJ asked, pointing at Pope and you, his curiosity piqued.

You and Pope exchanged alarmed glances and quickly blurted out, almost in unison, "Oh God, no!" and "Never in a million years!"

Your fiery refusals startled both Pope and you, making you look at each other in surprise. The tension in the air was palpable as you both stood up, now face to face.

Pope couldn't help but challenge, "What do you mean by 'Oh God, no?'" He stood up and pointed a finger in your direction.

You, not one to back down, retorted, "What do YOU mean by 'Never in a million years?'" You also stood up, mirroring Pope's defiant stance.

John B attempted to get in between the two of you to defuse the escalating situation. "Hey, hey, calm down, guys. Let's not make this a bigger deal than it is."

The bonfire's glow illuminated the charged atmosphere, and the group watched in fascination as the unexpected exchange between you and Pope unfolded, with JJ trying to make sense of what he might have missed.

Amid the tension, John B's voice broke through, trying to keep the peace. "We're all friends here."

JJ, sensing the rising tension, chimed in with a hint of mischief. "Come on, guys, don't be so defensive. If there's something going on, it's okay to admit it."

You and Pope shared another glance, this time more embarrassed, and you both slowly eased down, dropping your confrontational postures.

Pope spoke first, trying to defuse the situation with a wry smile. "JJ, you've got it all wrong. We were just caught off guard by the question, that's all."

You nodded in agreement, "Yeah, just a surprise question. Nothing more."

Kiara, satisfied that the tension was dissipating, suggested with a chuckle. "Well, maybe we can change the topic and continue our game of truth or dare?"

After you had excused yourself and headed home due to exhaustion, Pope, after a few more minutes, followed suit. He discreetly slipped away from the group, leaving the bonfire behind.

JJ couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as he noticed your departure and then Pope's. He leaned over to John B and said, "Yeah, definitely not suspicious at all."

John B chuckled and replied, "Well, they must be really tired. Let's not read too much into it."

As the night continued, the remaining Pogues enjoyed the bonfire and shared stories. The departures of you and Pope seemed to be a minor blip in an otherwise enjoyable evening. 

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After you and Pope had left the bonfire, you walked a bit ahead, feeling Pope's presence behind you. Turning to him, you playfully asked, "You following me now?"

Pope chuckled, though there was a hint of frustration in his voice. "I'm not, even if it looks like it."

He then gently turned you around by your shoulders and continued, "Look, what I tried to do there was—"

But he got interrupted by your response. "I know, Pope. It was just—"

Pope interrupted you, his words pouring out with exasperation, "No, shut up. You don't know anything. I tried to make it obvious that you liked JJ back there so he could make a move. It's so tiring to watch you both having feelings for each other yet being too dumb to make a move. I was just so tired, so I tried to help you out, but I just made a bigger mess."

You blinked, taking in the flood of words. "Damn, that was a lot to take in," you said with a chuckle. "Thank you, Pope, truly. But JJ doesn't have feelings for me. If he did, then he wouldn't talk to Kie after you told him to make a move on his crush."

Pope sighed, realizing that things were more complicated than he had thought. He appreciated your honesty and gave a small nod. "Alright, Y/N, if you say so. But if you ever need help, you know I've got your back."

You smiled, appreciating Pope's concern and friendship. As the two of you walked back to your respective places, the complex web of emotions among the Pogues continued to unfold.

You and Pope walked together, you both knew that your homes were just a short distance apart. The night was calm.

As you approached your respective homes, you turned to Pope and smiled. "Well, Pope, it's time for me to say goodnight. See you around."

Pope returned your smile. "Goodnight, Y/N. Sleep well."

With a friendly wave, you parted ways, each heading to your own home. The night in the Outer Banks was quiet.

As you returned home, you settled into your space, feeling the comfort of your familiar surroundings. It was a peaceful moment, and you had just started to unwind when your phone chimed with a message.

You glanced at the screen to see that it was a text from JJ. He was asking if you and Pope were in a relationship. You hesitated for a moment, torn between being honest and your reasons for not discussing it with JJ. In the end, you decided to be truthful, even though it wasn't the most comfortable conversation to have.

With a deep breath, you typed your response, "No, JJ, we're not in a relationship. It's not what you think."

Sending the message, you hoped that your explanation would help clear any misunderstanding, even though the conversation was a bit more complex than you had anticipated. JJ's reply came shortly after.

 He typed, "Okay, thanks for being honest. It's just that things seemed a bit strange tonight, but if it's not what I thought, then that's cool."

You felt a mix of relief and unease as you read his message. It was clear that JJ had sensed something amiss during the evening, and while your response had clarified things, there was still a sense of unspoken tension in the air.

Feeling a need for more honesty, you typed your response to JJ, "But what if we were?"

The question hung in the air, and you knew that it had the potential to change everything. JJ's response was filled with surprise and a hint of confusion. 

"Wait, you mean you and Pope? I didn't see that coming. Are you saying there's something between you two?"

You asked JJ, "Would you be happy if we were in a relationship? Me and Pope?"

The question hung in the air, and the future of your friendships seemed to hang in the balance.

JJ's response was a mix of surprise and thoughtfulness. "Wow, this is unexpected. I care about both of you a lot, and if you and Pope were happy together, I'd support it. Our friendship matters to me more than anything."

You replied, "Friendship?!"

JJ, replied with a touch of uncertainty, "Well, I care about both of you, and I don't want anything to ruin our friendship. But I also want you both to be happy."

Feeling the complexity of the situation and JJ's mixed feelings, you couldn't help but express your frustration. You sent a message that read, "JJ, you are so confusing." 

JJ replied with a mix of emotions, "I know, Y/N. This is all complicated, and I'm trying to figure it out too. Let's talk about it in person, okay?"

"Sure, at my place?" you suggested, feeling that a private and comfortable setting would be ideal for the conversation ahead.

JJ agreed with your suggestion, "Yeah, your place works. Let's talk things out."

Five minutes later, you heard a soft knock on your window. Curious, you opened your curtains and were greeted by the sight of JJ standing outside. You couldn't help but smile and, with a hint of amusement, you opened the window.

"Window, really?" you teased. "You could have used the front door."

JJ grinned mischievously. "I'm stealthy, like a ninja."

You chuckled and shook your head. "Yeah, right."

As JJ entered through the window, the two of you settled into a more comfortable setting in your room, sitting on your bed.

With a somewhat forced smile, JJ broke the silence and asked, "So you and Pope?"

Your eyes widened, and you couldn't help but respond with a mixture of disbelief and a hint of frustration. "There's nothing between me and Pope, you idiot," you retorted before playfully slapping the back of his head.

JJ, looking sincere, responded, "Y/N, you can trust me, you know."

Your mind was racing, and you mumbled to yourself, "Pope was right, we both are so dumb." JJ overheard your words and questioned, "Pope said what—"

Before he could finish, you changed the subject, your heart racing. "What did you and Kie talk about?"

JJ, avoiding eye contact and fidgeting with his ring, muttered, "Oh, um, well, nothing important."

You couldn't let it go and reached out, placing your finger on JJ's chin to lift it so he could maintain eye contact with you. 

"It's important to me," you emphasized.

Confusion filled JJ's eyes as he asked, "Why?"

Frustration and desire surged within you, and you couldn't hold back any longer. 

"Fuck me, JJ. I like you. My heart beats like crazy every time you're close to me, and it broke me when you thought me and Pope were in a relationship. Do you know why? Because I wanted it to be you, not Pope. Pope is my friend, while you are more than that," you confessed.

JJ was silent, his emotions swirling as he processed your words.

"Shit of course I ruin everything—"

But before you could continue down the path of self-doubt, JJ leaned in, capturing your lips with his own. The room was filled with the intensity of your feelings, and in that moment, words were no longer necessary to express what you both felt.

As your lips met, the room seemed to fade away, leaving only the connection between you and JJ. The kiss was a culmination of the unspoken feelings and emotions that had been building for some time.

When the kiss finally broke, you and JJ pulled back slightly, your eyes locked onto each other, the weight of your feelings now out in the open. The room was filled with an electric tension, and both of you were processing the weight of the moment.

JJ's voice was soft and sincere as he said, "Y/N, I... I didn't see that coming. But I can't deny how I feel about you."

With a hopeful smile, you asked, "So is that a sign that you like me back?"

JJ's eyes held a spark of affection as he replied, "More than you know."

au/ TWO CUTIESSS!! also we stan pope for being the cutest friend!

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okay girlboss i know as we discussed you have lotssss of WIP's but i come to you with a request anyways;

rafe x pogue!reader based on "want you back" by maisie peters. here are some lyrics from that song that make me absolutely need this fic and i know you're gonna agree:

"so i know, that you did bad, but if one more person says it i might go mad." (like HELLO THIS IS SO RAFE CODED ARE YOU KIDDING)

"and what was cheap to you, to me was all i had" (ALSO THIS ONE YUPPPP)

bonus: "til' you caught a teacher's daughter with a dangerous text, i read it like a bible and i wore it like a bulletproof vest" (bc this is so cute)

thank you for your time and consideration bestieeee

thank you for the request bff! It definitely took me some time but here we gooo we finally have it! I hope you enjoy and it's up to your expectations <3

want you back

PAIRING: soft!rafe cameron x pogue!gn!eader

SUMMARY: Rafe finally gets to reunite with the one who made him feel happy and loved after their heartbreaking time away from each other.

WARNINGS: starts off angsty but ends fluffy, swearing, alcohol, drugs, anxiety, kissing, OBX spoilers + ignore any small grammatical/spelling mistakes!

EDITH SPEAKS: I LOVE a good angst moment! Its like venting out all the emotions that bother me. Why go to therapy when you can write angsty fics?

Some canon events of Rafe are referred to in this fic, but we still get soft Rafe as we move on in the fic :) live laugh love soft Rafe 🤭🤭

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You let out a little scream when you suddenly feel Rafe's arms around your waist, lifting you up from the ground. You grasp onto his neck tightly, and just keep on laughing as Rafe runs with you in his arms.

He comes to a stop just before the sand ends and the water starts. He sets you down on the ground, and both of you sit down, the water washing up to your feet occasionally.

It's midnight, the moon is out, the water is rippling softly, and you're sitting next to the person who makes you smile as bright as the stars.

Life can't get more perfect.

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"So what, you're just going to leave me now? Whatever we had, it doesn't matter to you anymore?" You yell, tears brimming in your eyes.

"It's not like we were really together you know, you didn't exactly tell people I'm your boyfriend!" Rafe says back, his eyes as teary as yours.

He's right, what you had was more of a situationship. You never labelled him as your boyfriend, heck, you were always confused on what to call him each time you introduced him to people. What you had was too deep to be labelled as 'friendship', but in the back of your mind you were always scared on how things might change if you asked him to be your boyfriend.

"Whatever it may be Rafe! Didn't you feel happy with me? I know I was the happiest with you around." You take a step closer to him, but he takes one back, keeping the distance the same between you two. "You're gonna just leave me because you think me, a pogue, can't date you, a kook? When will we grow past this? Why are you letting a stupid class label decide if you and me should be together or not?"

Tears are now streaming down your face, staining your cheeks as the went down. Your eyes are bloodshot, and your head is pounding with a headache. But you ignore it all. You just want Rafe.

"I'm, I'm sorry," Rafe whispers, as he opens the door of your house and leaves. You want to run after him, stop him from leaving you, but your feet are glued to the ground. Why aren't you moving? Why aren't you on your knees begging him to stay? You hear the engine of his car revving, and from the open door, you see him drive to the horizon.

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Since Rafe left you that night, you haven't seen him even once. It's been around two months, and you returned to your regular pogue lifestyle with your best friends: nothing to lose, everything to gain.

The biggest problem you have at hand is to find El Dorado before Singh does. It's been the only thing everyone has been able to talk about, especially after the return of Big John. You've been extremely devoted to this hunt, but every now and then, your mind slips back to you and Rafe.

You aren't sure with whom you can open up about this entire situation with. You've only been digging your emotions deeper and deeper in you, and you're afraid one day you'll just pop with all your pent up emotions.

All of you are sitting around a bonfire, and JJ comes and passes all of you some drinks. You really feel like drinking today, to not feel something and set your heart free for just a while.

But how were you supposed to know that with the alcohol buzzing in your system you will feel every emotion exponentially?

You had downed a number of cups of alcohol, a lot more than everyone else. Everyone except JJ was extremely concerned for you; all JJ did was just peg you on because you don't consume alcohol very often.

"I just miss him so much!" You say, wailing. Alcohol has spread all throughout your body, and you just have this urge to let out every single emotion.

You had popped.

"It's okay," Kiara says, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and trying her best to comfort you.

"It's not Kie!" You remove her arm from you and get up from you position on the sand. You just want him right now, you want him to wrap his arms around you, kiss your forehead and whisper the sweetest nothings in your ears.

"Why do you even miss him so much?" John B says. "He just ruined everything for us. Especially when he stole the cross from Pope. And he left you because he thinks you aren't the right class. Do you not see how messed up this is?"

"Can you stop saying shit about him?" You snap. "I know what he did okay? But I was the one who got to see the vulnerable side of him. The side of him which only cared for the two of us. We could've been something, you know? But this ridiculous treasure hunt of yours just got in the way."

John B starts to get riled up at your words. He knows you wouldn't say half these things if it isn't for the alcohol in your body, but he cannot help but feel angry on how you are blaming him for everything that happened.

"Oh so now it's my fault? Rafe was never supposed to stick his nose in this! The cross is Pope's family history, and it belongs to him. Rafe's just a greedy person who only cares about the money. We wanted to preserve Pope's heritage." John B snaps back at you. Sarah comes in between the two of you, fearing any more traction.

"John B, leave this matter alone okay?" She whispers to him, and tries to get him aside. Sarah looks at you sympathetically, she knows you'll regret everything you've just said when you'll get sober. She now walks up to you.

"We need to get you to bed right now okay?" She tried to look at you in your eyes, but you dodge them. Sarah motions to JJ and Pope towards you, and they both come up, taking one each of your arms and to lead you to your place.

When you three reach your house and JJ lays you down in bed, you feel tears forming in your eyes. "I really miss him J," you sniffle, wiping your tears with the back of your hand. He looks at you with a sorrowful look on his face. JJ hates Rafe's guts, especially after how horribly he treated you, but he hates to see his best friend in this situation even more.

"You'll be fine," he says softly. "You're the strongest person I know, and you'll be okay." You let his words sink in you, as your mind starts to slowly drift off to sleep.

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Rafe is nervously pacing around his room, his teeth chewing away on his nails. The anxiety is spreading around like plague in his mind, and he just cannot get to stop thinking about it.

A deal he made with someone to sell some of the melted gold of the cross headed towards a direction he was not expecting. He's tried to think out a way out of this, but nothing seems to be the right solution.

Oh, only if you were there with him. You would softly run your fingers through his head and massage his scalp. "It's all going to be okay," you would mumble to him. And each time you told him that, everything did turn out to be okay. But right now you aren't there with him. And he craves you right now more than anything.

With a sudden impulsiveness, he gets his phone and finds your contact. His finger hovers over your name, does he take the risk of calling you or just forgets about it all?

He knows no one will approve of it. After all, you're a pogue. You have no place with all the kooks with their big mansions and their Maseratis in their backyards. But he longed you, he longed for your touch.

The last thing that Rafe cared about was you being a pogue. It didn't matter to him, all he wanted was you. But everyone else got to his head and made him believe you just don't belong with him.

"Are you sure you want to be with that filthy Pogue? After all, you may end up losing all your money." They would say, referring to how you're only with him because you care about the money he has.

"You don't belong with a pogue, Rafe. Come on man you're better than this." They would say, connecting a string of bad words with your name.

"What would everyone say? Did you even think about your reputation? You are a Cameron for god's sake." They would say, deeming you unworthy.

He shakes the thoughts out of his head. He knows he needs you more than anything else right now. Letting his spontaneity take over, he clicks on your contact.

His heart beats fast as he hears the ringing through the phone. And it almost stops when you pick up.

"Hello?" You say, groggily. You were just taking a nap and getting a call right in between wasn't what you wanted. You didn't even see who called you, you just accepted the call with your eyes almost closed.

"Uh, hey," Rafe says. You immediately sit up in bed. Why is Rafe calling you?

"Rafe?" You say. At this point, Rafe almost feels like melting. He hasn't heard your voice in months, and the sweetness of your voice is something he missed a lot. Everything starts to feel so much to him, and tears start to stream their way down as he sniffles silently.

"Rafe, are you crying? Are you okay?" You're now completely awake, ready to jump off the couch if he wants you there with him.

"Yeah, uh, I'm okay." He says, wiping off his tears. But that's pretty much useless, he just keeps on melting more and more on hearing you. Oh how he missed your voice.

There is a silence between you two, and you can hear each other's soft breathing. You missed him, you missed him a lot. You hated hearing everyone say he's a horrible person; you saw a side of him he never shows anyone. He made you feel so special, and now you feel like digging yourself in a hole, because you wish you weren't so afraid to ask him to be something more when you had the chance.

"I miss you," you blurt, not expecting it to happen. Rafe, on the other end, hears those words with widened eyes.

You miss him? He thought you probably hate his guts for the way he left you.

But you couldn't hate him. How can you hate the only person who made you feel complete?

"I miss you more," Rafe whispers. The tears don't stop, they keep on coming down like two waterfalls. He doesn't want them to stop either. He's finally feeling something. It had been way too long of being numb, not knowing what feeling is striking him.

You have had enough. You get up from your couch and start to make your way out of your house. "Rafe, are you at your home?"

Rafe gets confused on those words. "Yeah, why?"

You get out of your house and close the door behind you.

"I'm coming over."

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You reach outside Tannyhill, and take in its view. You haven't seen it in so long, and you'd almost forgotten how big it is. You step up onto the porch, your heart beating very fast. Before you can ring the bell, the door opens and you see Rafe.

The world stops spinning. Rafe has buzzed all his hair off, but when you look in his eyes, all you see is emptiness. They've lost the charm which made you fall for him in the first place.

Rafe looks at you with utter shock. You've gone so pale; all the color is drained from your face. There are eyebags under your eyes, and you look extremely tired.

Without thinking anything, you run into his arms. His gentle touch, his soothing words, his relaxed breathing, all remind you of one thing: home. He's everything home is. His familiar scent immediately calms you down, and you start to sob, which becomes more and more violent with each passing second.

You drop down on your knees with Rafe still holding you. You can't believe you had almost started living a life without him in it. You had almost lost the one person who understood you without you having to say anything.

Rafe finds himself breaking inside on seeing you in this condition. He's the cause of it, if he wouldn't have given into the peer pressure of leaving you so easily, he would never have to see this day.

"I'm so so sorry bubs," he says, hugging you so tightly, his head resting in the crook of your neck. "I'm so very sorry. This happened all because of me."

"Sweets-" you start, but he cuts you off.

"Listen to me first, please." He pleads. "I never intended to do that to you. I hate to say this, but I was pressured to leave you. Everyone put this thought in my head that I don't belong with you solely because you're a pogue. They got to my head. That's the biggest fucking mistake of my life. I don't care you're a pogue. I wanted to make you mine, but before I can do that I left you, ghosted you completely. I'm so sorry, I promise to never leave you again."

You look at him with your red, rheumy eyes. The side which made you fall in love with him; his vulnerable side, is showing again and you are just breaking apart from the inside. Oh, how you missed the way he held you so close to him.

You softly hold his face in your hands and press your lips against his. You trace his lips with yours as you move closer to him, his arms snaked around your waist so tightly; he won't let you go again.

You missed the feeling of his lips on your own, the slight taste of the cigarettes he smokes lying on them. You missed your skin against his, the warmth radiating from his body to yours and making you all fuzzy on the inside.

Rafe will never leave you again. He will kill the one who says you don't deserve to be his, because no one in the world deserves you more than he does.

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i have a question for you guys.

i've been studying the engagement on my posts in the past couple of weeks, which has revealed the fact that there seems to be a very high interest in my fics about Formula 1 compared to a lower interest in my Outer Banks / Harry Potter content.

i'm going to be continuing writing content for Formula 1, but I have a question in regards to my other fandoms, OBX and Harry Potter

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