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obxcunt · 3 years
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I keep telling myself im going to wait till you finish your fics to read them but here I am everytime a update comes out, ill be there reading it... have no self control when I comes to you 😂😂😂
LMAO IM SO SORRY BOO 😭 tbh i’m not into obx that much anymore so it’s hard for me to write i’ll probably come back around season two but right now i’m focusing on other things
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obxcunt · 3 years
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Hi I was wondering if you knew when you were going to post the next chapter of love bites
hey!
tbh idk, i haven’t been able to write for a moment because i’m currently not staying at my house which makes it difficult for me. I’m also loosing my interest in obx a little bit unfortunately, but i’ll try to work on love bites soon!
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obxcunt · 3 years
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THANK YOU WET HOUR
Friends with benefits.
pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader
warnings: SMUT, kinks, cursing, angst, typos. 2,5K words.
summary: two horny friends ends up fucking up their relationship after one confession at night, and as soon as he sees her with someone else at some party, he knows he has to do something get her back.
A/N: all characters are 21+
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She walked in, with a beautiful Kook boy by her side. The duo intrigued everyone in the room, especially the blond boy’s friends. They weren’t expecting to see her tonight. Pope turned around, his eyes widening as soon as he recognized her.
“Shit, shit, shit…” He said, searching for JJ. “Where’s—” The blond boy walked towards them with another drink. “Hey, JJ!” He shouted over the music. “She’s here!”
“Hey, what’s up?” He asked, looking around the crowd. “What’s going on? Why is everyone acting so—” He paused, drinking and licking his lips. “Oh…” He murmured, looking straight at her from across the room.
“Y/N is here!” Pope said again. He stood next to him, one hand placed on his shoulder. “She came with—” He looked back at the duo, grimacing. “Topper.” He added with disgust. “Are you guys still—” JJ rolled his eyes immediately. “I mean— You weren’t dating or anything but—”
“That’s right.” JJ interrupted, drinking some more. “I don’t care about her, anyway.” He lied. “She can do whatever she wants. We weren’t even dati—” He paused, looking at her kissing the Kook boy with too much enthusiasm. “Great…” He murmured to himself, clenching his jaw.
She looked gorgeous tonight— and of course it was all planned, a cruel idea to torture the Pogue boy even more. She wasn’t his anymore, which was a painful thought to him. JJ tried to deny it again and again for the past few days. But he couldn’t keep lying to himself any longer, not after seeing another guy with her.
He looked at them the whole night, trying to remain calm while ignoring his urge to punch Topper in the face for making her laugh and smile so much. He hated seeing them together, seeing his hands on her body. He wanted her right now, wanted to touch her, kiss her and feel her close to him again.
She left the living room an hour later, wanting to use the bathroom. JJ had an idea, deciding to wait for her outside in the hallway. And as soon as she left the room, he gently grabbed her forearm: dragging her inside an empty bedroom, ignoring her complains along the way.
“JJ…” She whined with annoyance, the blond boy closing the door behind them with his foot. “Please— Let me go.” He turned on the lights, wanting to look at her more attentively. “Please— What are you doing? He’s waiting—”
“Come on, pretty girl…” He said.
She laughed at the nickname, grimacing. “Don’t call me like that, JJ.” She said, lightly shaking her head.
“Well, you used to like that.”
“And i used to like to sit on your face everyday as well, but it’s not gonna happen ever again.”
He chuckled. “Topper Thornton? Really?” She rolled her beautiful eyes, crossing her arms. “You’re having sex with Kooks now.” He laughed nervously, overwhelmed by jealousy. “You can’t be serious, Y/N.”
“It doesn’t matter anymore, does it?” He sighed. “It’s none of your fucking business anymore, JJ.” She said harshly, looking straight at him. “You’re the one who pushed me away.” His eyes widened. “It’s over, which means i’m allowed to fuck whoever—”
“Wait, what?” You’re the one who did it!” She groaned. “You pushed me away, when—” He paused, panting and running a hand through his hair. “You—” He pointed at her. “You’re incredible, Y/N.” He said sarcastically, chuckling. “We are both fucked up then.” She shook her head, moving away from him and trying to exist the room. “Stay!”
“No!” She shouted back at him. “After all, you don’t care about me, right? I was nothing more than—” She sighed, clenching her jaw. “A good fuck.” He looked down, scratching his neck. “I’m glad to know that, JJ.”
“I’m really sorry, Y/N.” He said, looking at the floor. “I— I didn’t mean it, they were asking so many questions and—” He breathed in and out, looking back at her. “I was angry, lost and—”
She laughed loudly, mainly frustrated. “Oh my god, JJ!” She whined. “It’s not an excuse!” She continued. “I’m feeling bad, lost, angry, sad and confused these days! You’re not the only one who’s lost right now!” He remained silent. “But, you’re the only one who had the audacity to say that to everyone!” She walked closer. “Why— Why?”
He clenched his jaw. “I— I told you something very important that night, Y/N.” He said quietly. “And— And you left.” It’s true, they both fucked up. “I confessed my feelings— But two weeks later, you’re already having sex with someone else.”
“You’re an hypocrite.” She said, crossing her arms. “You fucked someone else five days after— Jesus, fuck!” She laughed nervously, trying to ignore her anger. “I’m not dumb, JJ!”
“It was—“ He schrugged his shoulders. “It’s not important, it was nothing more than sex.” She chuckled. “It didn’t mean anything to me. I was trying to forget about you.”
“Fantastic!” She said, raising both hands. “Anyway, it doesn’t even matter. We were friends with benefits!” She shouted. “And we promised to—” She paused, admiring his beauty, secretly hating how attractive he was. “We can’t do this…” He smirked, trying to hide his pain.
“Wait—” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Be honest for once.” She frowned, scoffing. “This isn’t the first time, right? You already fucked him.” She remained silent, swallowing hard. “Answer me!”
“Yes! I did!” She shouted at his face. “We fucked last week at his house, after a party.” JJ huffed hard, clenching both fists as he felt himself burning on the inside. He hated the idea of anyone else touching her. “It— It happened once and—” She rubbed her face. “Whatever, you’re not in the right place to judge me. It’s over.”
She walked towards the bed, looking at the window with crossed arms. “It’s far from over between us.” He said, now standing behind her. “We can’t deny it, we both know how we truly feel about each other.”
She smirked. “It’s completely different.” He walked closer. “You don’t like me, JJ. You like having sex with me, lust and love are two very different things.” He frowned, glancing at her neck and moving the hair out of the way. “Please— Don’t.”
“Hmm, hmm.” He hummed, gently kissing her neck from behind, both hands moving to her waist. “Tell me about him, tell me about it.” She frowned. “Did you enjoyed it?” He asked against her skin.
She opened her eyes and turned around to face him. “Wait, what? Why—“ He sighed, holding her by the waist. “You’re so jealous and possessive.”
He laughed lightly, looking straight at her. “You’re mine.” She panted at the dominant tone in his words. “We are meant to be, you can’t stay away from me, Y/N.”
She blinked through the confusion. “I— I need to leave, he’s waiting for me.” She said, secretly wanting to stay with him. But she was scared to lose control, he had so much power over her. “It’s—“
He pushed her, letting the girl fall on the bed. “You’re not going anywhere, Y/N.” He said, hovering her body. “I’m gonna take care of you, remind you who you truly belong to.”
“JJ—” He kissed her softly.
She closed her eyes almost immediately, enjoying the gesture, enjoying the boy she truly loved. She needed to touch him: moving her hands along his arms to his shoulders to pull him closer to her as they deepened the kiss. It was short but full of emotions.
“Fuck— I missed you.” He admitted, pulling away breathless. She tasted like cherry chapstick and alcohol, whiskey more specifically. “So much.”
She blinked, caressing his cheekbones. “I missed you too.” She admitted as well, but more quietly. He kissed her again, pulling away from her completely to stand on his knees. “Wha— What are you doing?” His hands moved to his belt.
He remained silent, taking it off slowly. She looked at his movements, panting hard through the anticipation. Because she knew exactly what it meant. Two seconds later: she was attached to the headboard by the wrists.
He looked at her with lust-filled eyes. He licked his lips at the sight, noticing how beautiful she looked under the lights. She looked so innocent, vulnerable and ready for him. They were both overwhelmed by desire, looking at each other and mentally preparing themselves for the next move.
She wanted to touch him as they kissed again, moaning against his mouth and groaning in frustration. She moved her body underneath his, wrapping her legs around his waist. He caressed her thigh through the kiss, gently biting her lower-lip: sending shivers down her spine. He moved down to her jawline, neck and chest.
“JJ—” She moaned softly. “Please— Please do something.” She whispered, the words driving him insane. “I need you.”
He smirked and lifted her shirt, his hands wandering underneath it. He happily discovered that she wasn’t wearing a bra, massaging both boobs gently while kissing her neck, leaving a few hickeys on the way. His head went down to her chest, kissing and licking both nipples attentively as she moaned.
He kissed her stomach. “You— You better fuck me good.” She whispered. “Don’t tease me.”
This was all he needed to hear. He took off her shoes, then removed her shorts, moving them down her legs before throwing them behind him. He took another look at her, sighing peacefully. He was feeling his erection growing up at the sight, wanting to devour her immediately.
“Fuck— You’re so hot.” He said.
He removed his t-shirt, throwing it away as well. He was built like an actual God: which made her moan quietly. She missed this so much, the sensations and sight. He bent over, kissing her stomach before removing her panties too aggressively.
“Oh my god, JJ!” She shouted with annoyance. He looked back at her, clenching his jaw. “I— I liked them.” She blushed under his gaze.
“I’ll buy you new ones.”
“I—” He suddenly moved his fingers between her folds, wandering through her wetness with determination. She moaned and closed her eyes through the action. “JJ— Shit.”
“Fuck.” He murmured. “Look at you, you’re so wet already.” He smirked, moving his fingers to her entrance, teasing her a bit. “Oh, yeah…” He whispered, tracing slow figures on her clit. “He wasn’t good enough, huh? You missed me.” He started moving faster. “Answer me!”
“No— He wasn’t.” She panted. She couldn’t stop moving her hips against his hand, craving more. “Shit— JJ.” She moaned louder, frustrated to not be able to touch him.
“You’re ready?” He asked. She nodded rapidly, wanting him to completely ruin her. “Shit— You’re so good to me, you’re gonna take me so well.” He pulled back, taking off the rest of his clothes.
He held his length with a hand, teasing her entrance with the tip, moving slowly between her lips. She whined and complained, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him closer. He teased her for a second, before slamming into her roughly, not letting her adjust to the size.
He huffed, both hands holding on the headboard as he pounded into her recklessly. They were both moaning and panting, the room was filled with an hot atmosphere and pornographic sounds. JJ looked down at the pretty girl underneath him, admiring her bouncing tits and bodies uniting.
One hand moved to his throat. “Look at me.” He breathed. “Look at me!” She opened her eyes, diving into his deep blue ones. “You’re mine— You’re all mine.” She hummed, trying to move her wrists. “You take it so good, you’re such a good little slut for me.”
“Holy shit, JJ—” He tightened his grip on her throat, putting both of her legs on his shoulders, wanting to go deeper into her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“Shit—” He growled like an animal, holding her thighs firmly against him as he moved faster. “You like that, huh?” He asked, letting his head fall back in a moan.
“I— I wanna touch you.” After a few more seconds, he freed her from the belt. He turned her around instantly, smacking her ass. “JJ!” He didn’t say anything, slamming right back into her from behind. “Oh my—”
“Shut up.” He groaned quietly, pulling on her hair to hear her moans as he kept pounding into her hard. She screamed underneath him, cursing him through the moans. “Fuck— Y/N.”
“I’m gonna cum, JJ.” She said. “I— Please.” He suddenly stopped, frustrating her even more. “What— Don’t stop!”
He moved to the left, sitting down against the headboard. “Come here, pretty girl.” He panted, running a hand through his hair. “Ride me.”
She nodded, moving to his lap. She gently installed herself, sitting down on his length and wrapping her arms around his large shoulders. She kissed him passionately, moving her hips and finding her own rhythm through the kiss as they deepened it. JJ grabbed her hips firmly, bruising her skin as she bounced on his dick while kissing.
“Tell me you need me.” JJ said against her swollen lips, caressing her cheek with one hand, his thumb resting on her cheekbone. “Tell me—” He looked at her in the eyes, wanting to remember this moment forever.
“I— I need you, JJ.” She said with nothing but pure honesty. “You’re the— Fuck.” She moaned, pressing her forehead against his. “I really need you.”
He smirked against her lips, moving his hand to her throat again. “I fuck you better than him, say it.” He smacked her ass with the free hand, making her whine. “Say it!”
“You— You fuck me so good!” She panted. “Oh— Oh my god— Oh my god, JJ!” She shouted, her whole body trembling through the orgasm.
Her legs started shaking against him as she lost balance and felt him cumming inside her. “Fuck— Yeah.” They stared at each other breathless with a weak smile on their faces. “Don’t leave me.”
She frowned, caressing his chest. “What—” She sighed, moving and falling next to him, ignoring the sudden emptiness she felt. She pulled down her shirt and crossed her legs, a bit embarrassed now. “I— I don’t know what to say.”
He chuckled, looking back at her. “Or let’s leave together.” She wanted to believe in it, she wanted to feel safe about her feelings. “We’re both scared but—” He moved closer, gently grabbing her hand. “This isn’t just about sex and you know it.”
“I don’t trust myself around you.” She admitted. “I— I’m scared because we both know how it could possibly end.”
He frowned, shaking his head through his annoyance. He didn’t want her to see the negative side instantly. “Don’t be so pessimistic. I’m not good at this either, it’s all new but i’m willing to try for you.” She smiled at his words, her heart melting in her chest. “Please, Y/N. Give us a chance, i can’t tolerate it. It’s too hard to see you with someone else.”
She kissed him. It was a small kiss but it meant a lot to him, knowing it was just another way to answer him. She smiled against his lips, grabbing his hand before pulling away to look at him as she bite her lower-lip.
“What is that supposed to mean?” He asked with a smirk, wanting to hear it from her directly. “Are you— Are we doing this?”
“We are doing this.”
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obxcunt · 3 years
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thank you so much 🥺
Friends with benefits.
pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader
warnings: SMUT, kinks, cursing, angst, typos. 2,5K words.
summary: two horny friends ends up fucking up their relationship after one confession at night, and as soon as he sees her with someone else at some party, he knows he has to do something get her back.
A/N: all characters are 21+
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She walked in, with a beautiful Kook boy by her side. The duo intrigued everyone in the room, especially the blond boy’s friends. They weren’t expecting to see her tonight. Pope turned around, his eyes widening as soon as he recognized her.
“Shit, shit, shit…” He said, searching for JJ. “Where’s—” The blond boy walked towards them with another drink. “Hey, JJ!” He shouted over the music. “She’s here!”
“Hey, what’s up?” He asked, looking around the crowd. “What’s going on? Why is everyone acting so—” He paused, drinking and licking his lips. “Oh…” He murmured, looking straight at her from across the room.
“Y/N is here!” Pope said again. He stood next to him, one hand placed on his shoulder. “She came with—” He looked back at the duo, grimacing. “Topper.” He added with disgust. “Are you guys still—” JJ rolled his eyes immediately. “I mean— You weren’t dating or anything but—”
“That’s right.” JJ interrupted, drinking some more. “I don’t care about her, anyway.” He lied. “She can do whatever she wants. We weren’t even dati—” He paused, looking at her kissing the Kook boy with too much enthusiasm. “Great…” He murmured to himself, clenching his jaw.
She looked gorgeous tonight— and of course it was all planned, a cruel idea to torture the Pogue boy even more. She wasn’t his anymore, which was a painful thought to him. JJ tried to deny it again and again for the past few days. But he couldn’t keep lying to himself any longer, not after seeing another guy with her.
He looked at them the whole night, trying to remain calm while ignoring his urge to punch Topper in the face for making her laugh and smile so much. He hated seeing them together, seeing his hands on her body. He wanted her right now, wanted to touch her, kiss her and feel her close to him again.
She left the living room an hour later, wanting to use the bathroom. JJ had an idea, deciding to wait for her outside in the hallway. And as soon as she left the room, he gently grabbed her forearm: dragging her inside an empty bedroom, ignoring her complains along the way.
“JJ…” She whined with annoyance, the blond boy closing the door behind them with his foot. “Please— Let me go.” He turned on the lights, wanting to look at her more attentively. “Please— What are you doing? He’s waiting—”
“Come on, pretty girl…” He said.
She laughed at the nickname, grimacing. “Don’t call me like that, JJ.” She said, lightly shaking her head.
“Well, you used to like that.”
“And i used to like to sit on your face everyday as well, but it’s not gonna happen ever again.”
He chuckled. “Topper Thornton? Really?” She rolled her beautiful eyes, crossing her arms. “You’re having sex with Kooks now.” He laughed nervously, overwhelmed by jealousy. “You can’t be serious, Y/N.”
“It doesn’t matter anymore, does it?” He sighed. “It’s none of your fucking business anymore, JJ.” She said harshly, looking straight at him. “You’re the one who pushed me away.” His eyes widened. “It’s over, which means i’m allowed to fuck whoever—”
“Wait, what?” You’re the one who did it!” She groaned. “You pushed me away, when—” He paused, panting and running a hand through his hair. “You—” He pointed at her. “You’re incredible, Y/N.” He said sarcastically, chuckling. “We are both fucked up then.” She shook her head, moving away from him and trying to exist the room. “Stay!”
“No!” She shouted back at him. “After all, you don’t care about me, right? I was nothing more than—” She sighed, clenching her jaw. “A good fuck.” He looked down, scratching his neck. “I’m glad to know that, JJ.”
“I’m really sorry, Y/N.” He said, looking at the floor. “I— I didn’t mean it, they were asking so many questions and—” He breathed in and out, looking back at her. “I was angry, lost and—”
She laughed loudly, mainly frustrated. “Oh my god, JJ!” She whined. “It’s not an excuse!” She continued. “I’m feeling bad, lost, angry, sad and confused these days! You’re not the only one who’s lost right now!” He remained silent. “But, you’re the only one who had the audacity to say that to everyone!” She walked closer. “Why— Why?”
He clenched his jaw. “I— I told you something very important that night, Y/N.” He said quietly. “And— And you left.” It’s true, they both fucked up. “I confessed my feelings— But two weeks later, you’re already having sex with someone else.”
“You’re an hypocrite.” She said, crossing her arms. “You fucked someone else five days after— Jesus, fuck!” She laughed nervously, trying to ignore her anger. “I’m not dumb, JJ!”
“It was—“ He schrugged his shoulders. “It’s not important, it was nothing more than sex.” She chuckled. “It didn’t mean anything to me. I was trying to forget about you.”
“Fantastic!” She said, raising both hands. “Anyway, it doesn’t even matter. We were friends with benefits!” She shouted. “And we promised to—” She paused, admiring his beauty, secretly hating how attractive he was. “We can’t do this…” He smirked, trying to hide his pain.
“Wait—” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Be honest for once.” She frowned, scoffing. “This isn’t the first time, right? You already fucked him.” She remained silent, swallowing hard. “Answer me!”
“Yes! I did!” She shouted at his face. “We fucked last week at his house, after a party.” JJ huffed hard, clenching both fists as he felt himself burning on the inside. He hated the idea of anyone else touching her. “It— It happened once and—” She rubbed her face. “Whatever, you’re not in the right place to judge me. It’s over.”
She walked towards the bed, looking at the window with crossed arms. “It’s far from over between us.” He said, now standing behind her. “We can’t deny it, we both know how we truly feel about each other.”
She smirked. “It’s completely different.” He walked closer. “You don’t like me, JJ. You like having sex with me, lust and love are two very different things.” He frowned, glancing at her neck and moving the hair out of the way. “Please— Don’t.”
“Hmm, hmm.” He hummed, gently kissing her neck from behind, both hands moving to her waist. “Tell me about him, tell me about it.” She frowned. “Did you enjoyed it?” He asked against her skin.
She opened her eyes and turned around to face him. “Wait, what? Why—“ He sighed, holding her by the waist. “You’re so jealous and possessive.”
He laughed lightly, looking straight at her. “You’re mine.” She panted at the dominant tone in his words. “We are meant to be, you can’t stay away from me, Y/N.”
She blinked through the confusion. “I— I need to leave, he’s waiting for me.” She said, secretly wanting to stay with him. But she was scared to lose control, he had so much power over her. “It’s—“
He pushed her, letting the girl fall on the bed. “You’re not going anywhere, Y/N.” He said, hovering her body. “I’m gonna take care of you, remind you who you truly belong to.”
“JJ—” He kissed her softly.
She closed her eyes almost immediately, enjoying the gesture, enjoying the boy she truly loved. She needed to touch him: moving her hands along his arms to his shoulders to pull him closer to her as they deepened the kiss. It was short but full of emotions.
“Fuck— I missed you.” He admitted, pulling away breathless. She tasted like cherry chapstick and alcohol, whiskey more specifically. “So much.”
She blinked, caressing his cheekbones. “I missed you too.” She admitted as well, but more quietly. He kissed her again, pulling away from her completely to stand on his knees. “Wha— What are you doing?” His hands moved to his belt.
He remained silent, taking it off slowly. She looked at his movements, panting hard through the anticipation. Because she knew exactly what it meant. Two seconds later: she was attached to the headboard by the wrists.
He looked at her with lust-filled eyes. He licked his lips at the sight, noticing how beautiful she looked under the lights. She looked so innocent, vulnerable and ready for him. They were both overwhelmed by desire, looking at each other and mentally preparing themselves for the next move.
She wanted to touch him as they kissed again, moaning against his mouth and groaning in frustration. She moved her body underneath his, wrapping her legs around his waist. He caressed her thigh through the kiss, gently biting her lower-lip: sending shivers down her spine. He moved down to her jawline, neck and chest.
“JJ—” She moaned softly. “Please— Please do something.” She whispered, the words driving him insane. “I need you.”
He smirked and lifted her shirt, his hands wandering underneath it. He happily discovered that she wasn’t wearing a bra, massaging both boobs gently while kissing her neck, leaving a few hickeys on the way. His head went down to her chest, kissing and licking both nipples attentively as she moaned.
He kissed her stomach. “You— You better fuck me good.” She whispered. “Don’t tease me.”
This was all he needed to hear. He took off her shoes, then removed her shorts, moving them down her legs before throwing them behind him. He took another look at her, sighing peacefully. He was feeling his erection growing up at the sight, wanting to devour her immediately.
“Fuck— You’re so hot.” He said.
He removed his t-shirt, throwing it away as well. He was built like an actual God: which made her moan quietly. She missed this so much, the sensations and sight. He bent over, kissing her stomach before removing her panties too aggressively.
“Oh my god, JJ!” She shouted with annoyance. He looked back at her, clenching his jaw. “I— I liked them.” She blushed under his gaze.
“I’ll buy you new ones.”
“I—” He suddenly moved his fingers between her folds, wandering through her wetness with determination. She moaned and closed her eyes through the action. “JJ— Shit.”
“Fuck.” He murmured. “Look at you, you’re so wet already.” He smirked, moving his fingers to her entrance, teasing her a bit. “Oh, yeah…” He whispered, tracing slow figures on her clit. “He wasn’t good enough, huh? You missed me.” He started moving faster. “Answer me!”
“No— He wasn’t.” She panted. She couldn’t stop moving her hips against his hand, craving more. “Shit— JJ.” She moaned louder, frustrated to not be able to touch him.
“You’re ready?” He asked. She nodded rapidly, wanting him to completely ruin her. “Shit— You’re so good to me, you’re gonna take me so well.” He pulled back, taking off the rest of his clothes.
He held his length with a hand, teasing her entrance with the tip, moving slowly between her lips. She whined and complained, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him closer. He teased her for a second, before slamming into her roughly, not letting her adjust to the size.
He huffed, both hands holding on the headboard as he pounded into her recklessly. They were both moaning and panting, the room was filled with an hot atmosphere and pornographic sounds. JJ looked down at the pretty girl underneath him, admiring her bouncing tits and bodies uniting.
One hand moved to his throat. “Look at me.” He breathed. “Look at me!” She opened her eyes, diving into his deep blue ones. “You’re mine— You’re all mine.” She hummed, trying to move her wrists. “You take it so good, you’re such a good little slut for me.”
“Holy shit, JJ—” He tightened his grip on her throat, putting both of her legs on his shoulders, wanting to go deeper into her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“Shit—” He growled like an animal, holding her thighs firmly against him as he moved faster. “You like that, huh?” He asked, letting his head fall back in a moan.
“I— I wanna touch you.” After a few more seconds, he freed her from the belt. He turned her around instantly, smacking her ass. “JJ!” He didn’t say anything, slamming right back into her from behind. “Oh my—”
“Shut up.” He groaned quietly, pulling on her hair to hear her moans as he kept pounding into her hard. She screamed underneath him, cursing him through the moans. “Fuck— Y/N.”
“I’m gonna cum, JJ.” She said. “I— Please.” He suddenly stopped, frustrating her even more. “What— Don’t stop!”
He moved to the left, sitting down against the headboard. “Come here, pretty girl.” He panted, running a hand through his hair. “Ride me.”
She nodded, moving to his lap. She gently installed herself, sitting down on his length and wrapping her arms around his large shoulders. She kissed him passionately, moving her hips and finding her own rhythm through the kiss as they deepened it. JJ grabbed her hips firmly, bruising her skin as she bounced on his dick while kissing.
“Tell me you need me.” JJ said against her swollen lips, caressing her cheek with one hand, his thumb resting on her cheekbone. “Tell me—” He looked at her in the eyes, wanting to remember this moment forever.
“I— I need you, JJ.” She said with nothing but pure honesty. “You’re the— Fuck.” She moaned, pressing her forehead against his. “I really need you.”
He smirked against her lips, moving his hand to her throat again. “I fuck you better than him, say it.” He smacked her ass with the free hand, making her whine. “Say it!”
“You— You fuck me so good!” She panted. “Oh— Oh my god— Oh my god, JJ!” She shouted, her whole body trembling through the orgasm.
Her legs started shaking against him as she lost balance and felt him cumming inside her. “Fuck— Yeah.” They stared at each other breathless with a weak smile on their faces. “Don’t leave me.”
She frowned, caressing his chest. “What—” She sighed, moving and falling next to him, ignoring the sudden emptiness she felt. She pulled down her shirt and crossed her legs, a bit embarrassed now. “I— I don’t know what to say.”
He chuckled, looking back at her. “Or let’s leave together.” She wanted to believe in it, she wanted to feel safe about her feelings. “We’re both scared but—” He moved closer, gently grabbing her hand. “This isn’t just about sex and you know it.”
“I don’t trust myself around you.” She admitted. “I— I’m scared because we both know how it could possibly end.”
He frowned, shaking his head through his annoyance. He didn’t want her to see the negative side instantly. “Don’t be so pessimistic. I’m not good at this either, it’s all new but i’m willing to try for you.” She smiled at his words, her heart melting in her chest. “Please, Y/N. Give us a chance, i can’t tolerate it. It’s too hard to see you with someone else.”
She kissed him. It was a small kiss but it meant a lot to him, knowing it was just another way to answer him. She smiled against his lips, grabbing his hand before pulling away to look at him as she bite her lower-lip.
“What is that supposed to mean?” He asked with a smirk, wanting to hear it from her directly. “Are you— Are we doing this?”
“We are doing this.”
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obxcunt · 3 years
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YOURE THE BEST ILY
Friends with benefits.
pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader
warnings: SMUT, kinks, cursing, angst, typos. 2,5K words.
summary: two horny friends ends up fucking up their relationship after one confession at night, and as soon as he sees her with someone else at some party, he knows he has to do something get her back.
A/N: all characters are 21+
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She walked in, with a beautiful Kook boy by her side. The duo intrigued everyone in the room, especially the blond boy’s friends. They weren’t expecting to see her tonight. Pope turned around, his eyes widening as soon as he recognized her.
“Shit, shit, shit…” He said, searching for JJ. “Where’s—” The blond boy walked towards them with another drink. “Hey, JJ!” He shouted over the music. “She’s here!”
“Hey, what’s up?” He asked, looking around the crowd. “What’s going on? Why is everyone acting so—” He paused, drinking and licking his lips. “Oh…” He murmured, looking straight at her from across the room.
“Y/N is here!” Pope said again. He stood next to him, one hand placed on his shoulder. “She came with—” He looked back at the duo, grimacing. “Topper.” He added with disgust. “Are you guys still—” JJ rolled his eyes immediately. “I mean— You weren’t dating or anything but—”
“That’s right.” JJ interrupted, drinking some more. “I don’t care about her, anyway.” He lied. “She can do whatever she wants. We weren’t even dati—” He paused, looking at her kissing the Kook boy with too much enthusiasm. “Great…” He murmured to himself, clenching his jaw.
She looked gorgeous tonight— and of course it was all planned, a cruel idea to torture the Pogue boy even more. She wasn’t his anymore, which was a painful thought to him. JJ tried to deny it again and again for the past few days. But he couldn’t keep lying to himself any longer, not after seeing another guy with her.
He looked at them the whole night, trying to remain calm while ignoring his urge to punch Topper in the face for making her laugh and smile so much. He hated seeing them together, seeing his hands on her body. He wanted her right now, wanted to touch her, kiss her and feel her close to him again.
She left the living room an hour later, wanting to use the bathroom. JJ had an idea, deciding to wait for her outside in the hallway. And as soon as she left the room, he gently grabbed her forearm: dragging her inside an empty bedroom, ignoring her complains along the way.
“JJ…” She whined with annoyance, the blond boy closing the door behind them with his foot. “Please— Let me go.” He turned on the lights, wanting to look at her more attentively. “Please— What are you doing? He’s waiting—”
“Come on, pretty girl…” He said.
She laughed at the nickname, grimacing. “Don’t call me like that, JJ.” She said, lightly shaking her head.
“Well, you used to like that.”
“And i used to like to sit on your face everyday as well, but it’s not gonna happen ever again.”
He chuckled. “Topper Thornton? Really?” She rolled her beautiful eyes, crossing her arms. “You’re having sex with Kooks now.” He laughed nervously, overwhelmed by jealousy. “You can’t be serious, Y/N.”
“It doesn’t matter anymore, does it?” He sighed. “It’s none of your fucking business anymore, JJ.” She said harshly, looking straight at him. “You’re the one who pushed me away.” His eyes widened. “It’s over, which means i’m allowed to fuck whoever—”
“Wait, what?” You’re the one who did it!” She groaned. “You pushed me away, when—” He paused, panting and running a hand through his hair. “You—” He pointed at her. “You’re incredible, Y/N.” He said sarcastically, chuckling. “We are both fucked up then.” She shook her head, moving away from him and trying to exist the room. “Stay!”
“No!” She shouted back at him. “After all, you don’t care about me, right? I was nothing more than—” She sighed, clenching her jaw. “A good fuck.” He looked down, scratching his neck. “I’m glad to know that, JJ.”
“I’m really sorry, Y/N.” He said, looking at the floor. “I— I didn’t mean it, they were asking so many questions and—” He breathed in and out, looking back at her. “I was angry, lost and—”
She laughed loudly, mainly frustrated. “Oh my god, JJ!” She whined. “It’s not an excuse!” She continued. “I’m feeling bad, lost, angry, sad and confused these days! You’re not the only one who’s lost right now!” He remained silent. “But, you’re the only one who had the audacity to say that to everyone!” She walked closer. “Why— Why?”
He clenched his jaw. “I— I told you something very important that night, Y/N.” He said quietly. “And— And you left.” It’s true, they both fucked up. “I confessed my feelings— But two weeks later, you’re already having sex with someone else.”
“You’re an hypocrite.” She said, crossing her arms. “You fucked someone else five days after— Jesus, fuck!” She laughed nervously, trying to ignore her anger. “I’m not dumb, JJ!”
“It was—“ He schrugged his shoulders. “It’s not important, it was nothing more than sex.” She chuckled. “It didn’t mean anything to me. I was trying to forget about you.”
“Fantastic!” She said, raising both hands. “Anyway, it doesn’t even matter. We were friends with benefits!” She shouted. “And we promised to—” She paused, admiring his beauty, secretly hating how attractive he was. “We can’t do this…” He smirked, trying to hide his pain.
“Wait—” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Be honest for once.” She frowned, scoffing. “This isn’t the first time, right? You already fucked him.” She remained silent, swallowing hard. “Answer me!”
“Yes! I did!” She shouted at his face. “We fucked last week at his house, after a party.” JJ huffed hard, clenching both fists as he felt himself burning on the inside. He hated the idea of anyone else touching her. “It— It happened once and—” She rubbed her face. “Whatever, you’re not in the right place to judge me. It’s over.”
She walked towards the bed, looking at the window with crossed arms. “It’s far from over between us.” He said, now standing behind her. “We can’t deny it, we both know how we truly feel about each other.”
She smirked. “It’s completely different.” He walked closer. “You don’t like me, JJ. You like having sex with me, lust and love are two very different things.” He frowned, glancing at her neck and moving the hair out of the way. “Please— Don’t.”
“Hmm, hmm.” He hummed, gently kissing her neck from behind, both hands moving to her waist. “Tell me about him, tell me about it.” She frowned. “Did you enjoyed it?” He asked against her skin.
She opened her eyes and turned around to face him. “Wait, what? Why—“ He sighed, holding her by the waist. “You’re so jealous and possessive.”
He laughed lightly, looking straight at her. “You’re mine.” She panted at the dominant tone in his words. “We are meant to be, you can’t stay away from me, Y/N.”
She blinked through the confusion. “I— I need to leave, he’s waiting for me.” She said, secretly wanting to stay with him. But she was scared to lose control, he had so much power over her. “It’s—“
He pushed her, letting the girl fall on the bed. “You’re not going anywhere, Y/N.” He said, hovering her body. “I’m gonna take care of you, remind you who you truly belong to.”
“JJ—” He kissed her softly.
She closed her eyes almost immediately, enjoying the gesture, enjoying the boy she truly loved. She needed to touch him: moving her hands along his arms to his shoulders to pull him closer to her as they deepened the kiss. It was short but full of emotions.
“Fuck— I missed you.” He admitted, pulling away breathless. She tasted like cherry chapstick and alcohol, whiskey more specifically. “So much.”
She blinked, caressing his cheekbones. “I missed you too.” She admitted as well, but more quietly. He kissed her again, pulling away from her completely to stand on his knees. “Wha— What are you doing?” His hands moved to his belt.
He remained silent, taking it off slowly. She looked at his movements, panting hard through the anticipation. Because she knew exactly what it meant. Two seconds later: she was attached to the headboard by the wrists.
He looked at her with lust-filled eyes. He licked his lips at the sight, noticing how beautiful she looked under the lights. She looked so innocent, vulnerable and ready for him. They were both overwhelmed by desire, looking at each other and mentally preparing themselves for the next move.
She wanted to touch him as they kissed again, moaning against his mouth and groaning in frustration. She moved her body underneath his, wrapping her legs around his waist. He caressed her thigh through the kiss, gently biting her lower-lip: sending shivers down her spine. He moved down to her jawline, neck and chest.
“JJ—” She moaned softly. “Please— Please do something.” She whispered, the words driving him insane. “I need you.”
He smirked and lifted her shirt, his hands wandering underneath it. He happily discovered that she wasn’t wearing a bra, massaging both boobs gently while kissing her neck, leaving a few hickeys on the way. His head went down to her chest, kissing and licking both nipples attentively as she moaned.
He kissed her stomach. “You— You better fuck me good.” She whispered. “Don’t tease me.”
This was all he needed to hear. He took off her shoes, then removed her shorts, moving them down her legs before throwing them behind him. He took another look at her, sighing peacefully. He was feeling his erection growing up at the sight, wanting to devour her immediately.
“Fuck— You’re so hot.” He said.
He removed his t-shirt, throwing it away as well. He was built like an actual God: which made her moan quietly. She missed this so much, the sensations and sight. He bent over, kissing her stomach before removing her panties too aggressively.
“Oh my god, JJ!” She shouted with annoyance. He looked back at her, clenching his jaw. “I— I liked them.” She blushed under his gaze.
“I’ll buy you new ones.”
“I—” He suddenly moved his fingers between her folds, wandering through her wetness with determination. She moaned and closed her eyes through the action. “JJ— Shit.”
“Fuck.” He murmured. “Look at you, you’re so wet already.” He smirked, moving his fingers to her entrance, teasing her a bit. “Oh, yeah…” He whispered, tracing slow figures on her clit. “He wasn’t good enough, huh? You missed me.” He started moving faster. “Answer me!”
“No— He wasn’t.” She panted. She couldn’t stop moving her hips against his hand, craving more. “Shit— JJ.” She moaned louder, frustrated to not be able to touch him.
“You’re ready?” He asked. She nodded rapidly, wanting him to completely ruin her. “Shit— You’re so good to me, you’re gonna take me so well.” He pulled back, taking off the rest of his clothes.
He held his length with a hand, teasing her entrance with the tip, moving slowly between her lips. She whined and complained, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him closer. He teased her for a second, before slamming into her roughly, not letting her adjust to the size.
He huffed, both hands holding on the headboard as he pounded into her recklessly. They were both moaning and panting, the room was filled with an hot atmosphere and pornographic sounds. JJ looked down at the pretty girl underneath him, admiring her bouncing tits and bodies uniting.
One hand moved to his throat. “Look at me.” He breathed. “Look at me!” She opened her eyes, diving into his deep blue ones. “You’re mine— You’re all mine.” She hummed, trying to move her wrists. “You take it so good, you’re such a good little slut for me.”
“Holy shit, JJ—” He tightened his grip on her throat, putting both of her legs on his shoulders, wanting to go deeper into her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“Shit—” He growled like an animal, holding her thighs firmly against him as he moved faster. “You like that, huh?” He asked, letting his head fall back in a moan.
“I— I wanna touch you.” After a few more seconds, he freed her from the belt. He turned her around instantly, smacking her ass. “JJ!” He didn’t say anything, slamming right back into her from behind. “Oh my—”
“Shut up.” He groaned quietly, pulling on her hair to hear her moans as he kept pounding into her hard. She screamed underneath him, cursing him through the moans. “Fuck— Y/N.”
“I’m gonna cum, JJ.” She said. “I— Please.” He suddenly stopped, frustrating her even more. “What— Don’t stop!”
He moved to the left, sitting down against the headboard. “Come here, pretty girl.” He panted, running a hand through his hair. “Ride me.”
She nodded, moving to his lap. She gently installed herself, sitting down on his length and wrapping her arms around his large shoulders. She kissed him passionately, moving her hips and finding her own rhythm through the kiss as they deepened it. JJ grabbed her hips firmly, bruising her skin as she bounced on his dick while kissing.
“Tell me you need me.” JJ said against her swollen lips, caressing her cheek with one hand, his thumb resting on her cheekbone. “Tell me—” He looked at her in the eyes, wanting to remember this moment forever.
“I— I need you, JJ.” She said with nothing but pure honesty. “You’re the— Fuck.” She moaned, pressing her forehead against his. “I really need you.”
He smirked against her lips, moving his hand to her throat again. “I fuck you better than him, say it.” He smacked her ass with the free hand, making her whine. “Say it!”
“You— You fuck me so good!” She panted. “Oh— Oh my god— Oh my god, JJ!” She shouted, her whole body trembling through the orgasm.
Her legs started shaking against him as she lost balance and felt him cumming inside her. “Fuck— Yeah.” They stared at each other breathless with a weak smile on their faces. “Don’t leave me.”
She frowned, caressing his chest. “What—” She sighed, moving and falling next to him, ignoring the sudden emptiness she felt. She pulled down her shirt and crossed her legs, a bit embarrassed now. “I— I don’t know what to say.”
He chuckled, looking back at her. “Or let’s leave together.” She wanted to believe in it, she wanted to feel safe about her feelings. “We’re both scared but—” He moved closer, gently grabbing her hand. “This isn’t just about sex and you know it.”
“I don’t trust myself around you.” She admitted. “I— I’m scared because we both know how it could possibly end.”
He frowned, shaking his head through his annoyance. He didn’t want her to see the negative side instantly. “Don’t be so pessimistic. I’m not good at this either, it’s all new but i’m willing to try for you.” She smiled at his words, her heart melting in her chest. “Please, Y/N. Give us a chance, i can’t tolerate it. It’s too hard to see you with someone else.”
She kissed him. It was a small kiss but it meant a lot to him, knowing it was just another way to answer him. She smiled against his lips, grabbing his hand before pulling away to look at him as she bite her lower-lip.
“What is that supposed to mean?” He asked with a smirk, wanting to hear it from her directly. “Are you— Are we doing this?”
“We are doing this.”
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obxcunt · 3 years
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Friends with benefits.
pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader
warnings: SMUT, kinks, cursing, angst, typos. 2,5K words.
summary: two horny friends ends up fucking up their relationship after one confession at night, and as soon as he sees her with someone else at some party, he knows he has to do something get her back.
A/N: all characters are 21+
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She walked in, with a beautiful Kook boy by her side. The duo intrigued everyone in the room, especially the blond boy’s friends. They weren’t expecting to see her tonight. Pope turned around, his eyes widening as soon as he recognized her.
“Shit, shit, shit…” He said, searching for JJ. “Where’s—” The blond boy walked towards them with another drink. “Hey, JJ!” He shouted over the music. “She’s here!”
“Hey, what’s up?” He asked, looking around the crowd. “What’s going on? Why is everyone acting so—” He paused, drinking and licking his lips. “Oh…” He murmured, looking straight at her from across the room.
“Y/N is here!” Pope said again. He stood next to him, one hand placed on his shoulder. “She came with—” He looked back at the duo, grimacing. “Topper.” He added with disgust. “Are you guys still—” JJ rolled his eyes immediately. “I mean— You weren’t dating or anything but—”
“That’s right.” JJ interrupted, drinking some more. “I don’t care about her, anyway.” He lied. “She can do whatever she wants. We weren’t even dati—” He paused, looking at her kissing the Kook boy with too much enthusiasm. “Great…” He murmured to himself, clenching his jaw.
She looked gorgeous tonight— and of course it was all planned, a cruel idea to torture the Pogue boy even more. She wasn’t his anymore, which was a painful thought to him. JJ tried to deny it again and again for the past few days. But he couldn’t keep lying to himself any longer, not after seeing another guy with her.
He looked at them the whole night, trying to remain calm while ignoring his urge to punch Topper in the face for making her laugh and smile so much. He hated seeing them together, seeing his hands on her body. He wanted her right now, wanted to touch her, kiss her and feel her close to him again.
She left the living room an hour later, wanting to use the bathroom. JJ had an idea, deciding to wait for her outside in the hallway. And as soon as she left the room, he gently grabbed her forearm: dragging her inside an empty bedroom, ignoring her complains along the way.
“JJ…” She whined with annoyance, the blond boy closing the door behind them with his foot. “Please— Let me go.” He turned on the lights, wanting to look at her more attentively. “Please— What are you doing? He’s waiting—”
“Come on, pretty girl…” He said.
She laughed at the nickname, grimacing. “Don’t call me like that, JJ.” She said, lightly shaking her head.
“Well, you used to like that.”
“And i used to like to sit on your face everyday as well, but it’s not gonna happen ever again.”
He chuckled. “Topper Thornton? Really?” She rolled her beautiful eyes, crossing her arms. “You’re having sex with Kooks now.” He laughed nervously, overwhelmed by jealousy. “You can’t be serious, Y/N.”
“It doesn’t matter anymore, does it?” He sighed. “It’s none of your fucking business anymore, JJ.” She said harshly, looking straight at him. “You’re the one who pushed me away.” His eyes widened. “It’s over, which means i’m allowed to fuck whoever—”
“Wait, what?” You’re the one who did it!” She groaned. “You pushed me away, when—” He paused, panting and running a hand through his hair. “You—” He pointed at her. “You’re incredible, Y/N.” He said sarcastically, chuckling. “We are both fucked up then.” She shook her head, moving away from him and trying to exist the room. “Stay!”
“No!” She shouted back at him. “After all, you don’t care about me, right? I was nothing more than—” She sighed, clenching her jaw. “A good fuck.” He looked down, scratching his neck. “I’m glad to know that, JJ.”
“I’m really sorry, Y/N.” He said, looking at the floor. “I— I didn’t mean it, they were asking so many questions and—” He breathed in and out, looking back at her. “I was angry, lost and—”
She laughed loudly, mainly frustrated. “Oh my god, JJ!” She whined. “It’s not an excuse!” She continued. “I’m feeling bad, lost, angry, sad and confused these days! You’re not the only one who’s lost right now!” He remained silent. “But, you’re the only one who had the audacity to say that to everyone!” She walked closer. “Why— Why?”
He clenched his jaw. “I— I told you something very important that night, Y/N.” He said quietly. “And— And you left.” It’s true, they both fucked up. “I confessed my feelings— But two weeks later, you’re already having sex with someone else.”
“You’re an hypocrite.” She said, crossing her arms. “You fucked someone else five days after— Jesus, fuck!” She laughed nervously, trying to ignore her anger. “I’m not dumb, JJ!”
“It was—“ He schrugged his shoulders. “It’s not important, it was nothing more than sex.” She chuckled. “It didn’t mean anything to me. I was trying to forget about you.”
“Fantastic!” She said, raising both hands. “Anyway, it doesn’t even matter. We were friends with benefits!” She shouted. “And we promised to—” She paused, admiring his beauty, secretly hating how attractive he was. “We can’t do this…” He smirked, trying to hide his pain.
“Wait—” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Be honest for once.” She frowned, scoffing. “This isn’t the first time, right? You already fucked him.” She remained silent, swallowing hard. “Answer me!”
“Yes! I did!” She shouted at his face. “We fucked last week at his house, after a party.” JJ huffed hard, clenching both fists as he felt himself burning on the inside. He hated the idea of anyone else touching her. “It— It happened once and—” She rubbed her face. “Whatever, you’re not in the right place to judge me. It’s over.”
She walked towards the bed, looking at the window with crossed arms. “It’s far from over between us.” He said, now standing behind her. “We can’t deny it, we both know how we truly feel about each other.”
She smirked. “It’s completely different.” He walked closer. “You don’t like me, JJ. You like having sex with me, lust and love are two very different things.” He frowned, glancing at her neck and moving the hair out of the way. “Please— Don’t.”
“Hmm, hmm.” He hummed, gently kissing her neck from behind, both hands moving to her waist. “Tell me about him, tell me about it.” She frowned. “Did you enjoyed it?” He asked against her skin.
She opened her eyes and turned around to face him. “Wait, what? Why—“ He sighed, holding her by the waist. “You’re so jealous and possessive.”
He laughed lightly, looking straight at her. “You’re mine.” She panted at the dominant tone in his words. “We are meant to be, you can’t stay away from me, Y/N.”
She blinked through the confusion. “I— I need to leave, he’s waiting for me.” She said, secretly wanting to stay with him. But she was scared to lose control, he had so much power over her. “It’s—“
He pushed her, letting the girl fall on the bed. “You’re not going anywhere, Y/N.” He said, hovering her body. “I’m gonna take care of you, remind you who you truly belong to.”
“JJ—” He kissed her softly.
She closed her eyes almost immediately, enjoying the gesture, enjoying the boy she truly loved. She needed to touch him: moving her hands along his arms to his shoulders to pull him closer to her as they deepened the kiss. It was short but full of emotions.
“Fuck— I missed you.” He admitted, pulling away breathless. She tasted like cherry chapstick and alcohol, whiskey more specifically. “So much.”
She blinked, caressing his cheekbones. “I missed you too.” She admitted as well, but more quietly. He kissed her again, pulling away from her completely to stand on his knees. “Wha— What are you doing?” His hands moved to his belt.
He remained silent, taking it off slowly. She looked at his movements, panting hard through the anticipation. Because she knew exactly what it meant. Two seconds later: she was attached to the headboard by the wrists.
He looked at her with lust-filled eyes. He licked his lips at the sight, noticing how beautiful she looked under the lights. She looked so innocent, vulnerable and ready for him. They were both overwhelmed by desire, looking at each other and mentally preparing themselves for the next move.
She wanted to touch him as they kissed again, moaning against his mouth and groaning in frustration. She moved her body underneath his, wrapping her legs around his waist. He caressed her thigh through the kiss, gently biting her lower-lip: sending shivers down her spine. He moved down to her jawline, neck and chest.
“JJ—” She moaned softly. “Please— Please do something.” She whispered, the words driving him insane. “I need you.”
He smirked and lifted her shirt, his hands wandering underneath it. He happily discovered that she wasn’t wearing a bra, massaging both boobs gently while kissing her neck, leaving a few hickeys on the way. His head went down to her chest, kissing and licking both nipples attentively as she moaned.
He kissed her stomach. “You— You better fuck me good.” She whispered. “Don’t tease me.”
This was all he needed to hear. He took off her shoes, then removed her shorts, moving them down her legs before throwing them behind him. He took another look at her, sighing peacefully. He was feeling his erection growing up at the sight, wanting to devour her immediately.
“Fuck— You’re so hot.” He said.
He removed his t-shirt, throwing it away as well. He was built like an actual God: which made her moan quietly. She missed this so much, the sensations and sight. He bent over, kissing her stomach before removing her panties too aggressively.
“Oh my god, JJ!” She shouted with annoyance. He looked back at her, clenching his jaw. “I— I liked them.” She blushed under his gaze.
“I’ll buy you new ones.”
“I—” He suddenly moved his fingers between her folds, wandering through her wetness with determination. She moaned and closed her eyes through the action. “JJ— Shit.”
“Fuck.” He murmured. “Look at you, you’re so wet already.” He smirked, moving his fingers to her entrance, teasing her a bit. “Oh, yeah…” He whispered, tracing slow figures on her clit. “He wasn’t good enough, huh? You missed me.” He started moving faster. “Answer me!”
“No— He wasn’t.” She panted. She couldn’t stop moving her hips against his hand, craving more. “Shit— JJ.” She moaned louder, frustrated to not be able to touch him.
“You’re ready?” He asked. She nodded rapidly, wanting him to completely ruin her. “Shit— You’re so good to me, you’re gonna take me so well.” He pulled back, taking off the rest of his clothes.
He held his length with a hand, teasing her entrance with the tip, moving slowly between her lips. She whined and complained, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him closer. He teased her for a second, before slamming into her roughly, not letting her adjust to the size.
He huffed, both hands holding on the headboard as he pounded into her recklessly. They were both moaning and panting, the room was filled with an hot atmosphere and pornographic sounds. JJ looked down at the pretty girl underneath him, admiring her bouncing tits and bodies uniting.
One hand moved to his throat. “Look at me.” He breathed. “Look at me!” She opened her eyes, diving into his deep blue ones. “You’re mine— You’re all mine.” She hummed, trying to move her wrists. “You take it so good, you’re such a good little slut for me.”
“Holy shit, JJ—” He tightened his grip on her throat, putting both of her legs on his shoulders, wanting to go deeper into her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“Shit—” He growled like an animal, holding her thighs firmly against him as he moved faster. “You like that, huh?” He asked, letting his head fall back in a moan.
“I— I wanna touch you.” After a few more seconds, he freed her from the belt. He turned her around instantly, smacking her ass. “JJ!” He didn’t say anything, slamming right back into her from behind. “Oh my—”
“Shut up.” He groaned quietly, pulling on her hair to hear her moans as he kept pounding into her hard. She screamed underneath him, cursing him through the moans. “Fuck— Y/N.”
“I’m gonna cum, JJ.” She said. “I— Please.” He suddenly stopped, frustrating her even more. “What— Don’t stop!”
He moved to the left, sitting down against the headboard. “Come here, pretty girl.” He panted, running a hand through his hair. “Ride me.”
She nodded, moving to his lap. She gently installed herself, sitting down on his length and wrapping her arms around his large shoulders. She kissed him passionately, moving her hips and finding her own rhythm through the kiss as they deepened it. JJ grabbed her hips firmly, bruising her skin as she bounced on his dick while kissing.
“Tell me you need me.” JJ said against her swollen lips, caressing her cheek with one hand, his thumb resting on her cheekbone. “Tell me—” He looked at her in the eyes, wanting to remember this moment forever.
“I— I need you, JJ.” She said with nothing but pure honesty. “You’re the— Fuck.” She moaned, pressing her forehead against his. “I really need you.”
He smirked against her lips, moving his hand to her throat again. “I fuck you better than him, say it.” He smacked her ass with the free hand, making her whine. “Say it!”
“You— You fuck me so good!” She panted. “Oh— Oh my god— Oh my god, JJ!” She shouted, her whole body trembling through the orgasm.
Her legs started shaking against him as she lost balance and felt him cumming inside her. “Fuck— Yeah.” They stared at each other breathless with a weak smile on their faces. “Don’t leave me.”
She frowned, caressing his chest. “What—” She sighed, moving and falling next to him, ignoring the sudden emptiness she felt. She pulled down her shirt and crossed her legs, a bit embarrassed now. “I— I don’t know what to say.”
He chuckled, looking back at her. “Or let’s leave together.” She wanted to believe in it, she wanted to feel safe about her feelings. “We’re both scared but—” He moved closer, gently grabbing her hand. “This isn’t just about sex and you know it.”
“I don’t trust myself around you.” She admitted. “I— I’m scared because we both know how it could possibly end.”
He frowned, shaking his head through his annoyance. He didn’t want her to see the negative side instantly. “Don’t be so pessimistic. I’m not good at this either, it’s all new but i’m willing to try for you.” She smiled at his words, her heart melting in her chest. “Please, Y/N. Give us a chance, i can’t tolerate it. It’s too hard to see you with someone else.”
She kissed him. It was a small kiss but it meant a lot to him, knowing it was just another way to answer him. She smiled against his lips, grabbing his hand before pulling away to look at him as she bite her lower-lip.
“What is that supposed to mean?” He asked with a smirk, wanting to hear it from her directly. “Are you— Are we doing this?”
“We are doing this.”
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obxcunt · 3 years
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SMUT QUEEN YOU DID IT AGAIN! ✨
the fuck is a touron?
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warnings: language, smut (wrap it you’re smart), 18+
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“i was one hundred percent trying to teach him a lesson, but he’s too stupid to realize that you’re not supposed to lend one of my t-shirts to a random girl. god, he’s so dumb.” liza shook her head in frustration, her thumb absentmindedly scrolling along her phone screen.
“didn’t you guys used to be friends?” you asked, picturing the girl in mind. you could’ve sworn you’d seen liza with her at some point.
liza made a noise and bit her lip. “maybe he’s just trying to get back at me for something. i can’t think of anything i did though.”
“maybe they’re just messing with you. you know, because you did sleep with both of them.” liza made another dismissing noise. you took a sip from a glass she had given you from her kitchen. it was just beyond the doors behind you from where you sat on her massive deck.
you had taken it upon yourself to visit your friend before the last few weeks of summer ended. you’d see her back at school anyways, but she had asked you several times to make the trip out to see her. you’d been enjoying the ocean breeze and the hospitality of liza and her dad. it had only been a few days since you arrived; you hardly thought about leaving.
so far you had been biking around with liza through small sections of her neighborhood. she pointed out a few of her favorite spots, mostly trying to pass the days with you here, but also to make you feel welcome. she had taken you shopping off the island today, which resulted in a thousand more steps recorded on your phone and a new bathing suit to wear. you had also found a little lighthouse souvenir figure that you planned to put somewhere in your room once you got back home. you had dinner at a restaurant that liza said was one of her favorites, then you took the ferry back at sunset and now here you were, sharing a whole box of wine.
you snuggled further into your sweatshirt and pulled a pillow onto your lap. you stared out at the ocean in liza’s backyard and imagined how insane it was that she lived right on the beach. a small fire sat in front of you, warming your legs. liza put her phone down and took a large sip of her wine.
“anyone cute here? think i’d be into some east coast beach boy.” you mentioned, squinting your eyes playfully as you looked over at her.
she shrugged with her head on the back of the couch. “i mean there’s a few i went to school with, but you don’t want to mess with them.”
“how come?”
“they’re practically heartless. they’d totally leave you in the dirt.” she said. “well, sand.”
you snorted. “are you speaking from experience? because if so, i’m more than willing to get into a fight in your honor.”
“shut up.” she laughed. “you don’t want anyone from here, trust me.”
“no, trust me when i tell you that i do. i haven’t gotten laid in months and i’m crawling out of my skin.” you admitted as much as you didn’t want to. it had been a simple thought before getting on the plane to visit and you didn’t think you’d bring it up, but you couldn’t stop thinking about it. even while shopping you were mostly on the prowl. they should’ve had a store to buy a one-night stand. you were on vacation, you deserved to indulge.
“i have so much pent-up frustration. i need someone to sex me right now.” you continued, drinking the rest of the wine just to add to your tipsy rambling.
“jesus.” liza stared at you.
“i don’t want to tell you this but i was literally fantasizing about your dad earlier.”
“ew!”
“i’m sorry!” you laughed. “i mean, he’s single so it’s fair game.”
“absolutely not!” she looked at you like you were crazy, and you couldn’t stop laughing as she got up to get more wine, taking your glass too.
back home, there wasn’t anybody you wanted to sleep with. you didn’t really make any friends in high school that you kept into college and it was hard when most of your friends lived in different states. sure, there were apps for hookups and for you to meet new people around you, but you had a thing about technology tracking that made your skin crawl.
liza came back less disgusted with you, handing you your glass. you sipped on it and stared at the fire, not feeling tired in the slightest from how much you walked. beside you, liza picked up her phone again and scrolled, tapped.
“i don’t know why i’m doing this, but there is someone i might be able to set you up with.” she said minutes later.
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obxcunt · 3 years
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hi! I dont mean to offend you with this, but if I do please let me know. But why do you tag posts that don't have to do with rafe or jj with those tags?
For many reasons. I used to be annoyed by it too but not anymore. Sometimes i do it because i’m obviously mentioning them at some point or i want to be able to find the post easily on my account. Most of the time it’s because (unfortunately) we don’t get enough views if we don’t do it, because the algorithm is trash. Also, a lot of us (writers) are shadowbanned for no reason, which means our posts don’t appear in the tags, which means that people can’t read our fics. It’s getting hard to remain positive and motivated here when tumblr literally fucks up their own community by making it difficult for them to express themselves and share their work.
So, i’m sorry i understand that it might be annoying for you guys to see it when you’re looking for fics to read, but i’m just trying to be seen by people. :(
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obxcunt · 3 years
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UR SO CUTE MWAH LET ME KISS YOUR FOREHEAD
thanks for tagging me @obxcunt kissy😘
nickname: i don’t really have any
zodiac: aries
height: 5′3″?????
hogwarts house: hufflepuff 
last thing i googled: uhh the movie the guest to find out where i can watch (message me anytime about horror movies please i’m begging you)
song stuck in my head: easy by troye sivan & kacey musgraves (the music video makes me feel some type of way)
number of followers: 220? how?
amount of sleep: uh maybe 7-8
lucky number: 18? idkdkkk
dream job: lol um i like to think i can be a photographer but idk anymore so i have no idea
wearing: pj pants, tank top, sweatshirt
favorite authors: bro….there’s so many out there that are so talented i can’t even fathom it. lately @bricksatlandyswindow, @obxcunt (have you read unforgettable?? IM STILL NOT OVER IT), @marvelouspeterparker, i’m certain there’s more & there’s going to be even more in the future because you are talented motherfuckers
favorite instrument: piano, bagpipes (fight me), drums, cello
aesthetic: dark academia & cottagecore lol
favorite song: i have a lot of favorites but right now it’s quiet in beverly hills by yungblud is hitting hard, also his whole weird album is a chef’s kiss
favorite animal noise: baby yoda do i need to say anything else
random: i have a discord movie date tonight & i’m anxious
tagging: @fttayla @dontjinx-it @tovvaa @northernstarkey @cherrylita @jjmayybank
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obxcunt · 3 years
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thanks @bibliophilewednesday for tagging me, you’re adorable!
nickname: i have many nicknames honestly, can’t choose one, but my name is lea.
zodiac: i’m a capricorn, cancer rising, aries moon. ✨ emotional mess, yeah...
height: 5,2. (ridiculous)
hogwarts house: gryffondor.
last thing i googled: “how old is odessa a’zion?” she’s so pretty it’s insane bye, and the answer is 20!
song stuck in my head: “renee sleeping by suzanne kraft”. ✨
number of followers: around 157, love you all by the way i’m so happy!
amount of sleep: chill anyway, so...
lucky number: 3!
dream job: tbh idk, maybe something in the writing department especially screenwriter or i’d love to be a therapist but also rafe and jj’s slut.
wearing: hm, i’m wearing pyjama shorts with a large sweater because i just woke up 😭
favorite authors: @cognacdelights @obx-saltlife @moldisgoodforyou @dreamypeaches @ilovefandoms102 @rekrappeter @cobaincreates @toriswrites @thedemonsimpofcamphalfblood @msgorillagripcoochie @sweetlysilent @chrlsgillespie and so much more!
favorite instrument: piano, harp, bass, electric guitar i can’t choose one...
aesthetic: grunge, fairy and punky at times.
favorite song: dizzy on the comedown by turnover. (it’s been one of my favorites for years you should listen to it)
favorite animal noise: OTTERS’S NOISES, LIKE COME ON GUYS IT’S SO CUTE!?
random: i’m currently working on two smuts, because i’m constantly horny and craving dicks.
tagging: @cobaincreates @qtmxybnk @sweetlysilent @littlementalpolaroids @chrlsgillespie
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obxcunt · 3 years
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im ✨lonely✨ sir
body count
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warnings: language, jealous rafe ;) & uh smut 18+
count: 3k+
hiiiii!! not my gif! bye!!!!
songs (that you’re not prepared for :)) (also crank them at full volume otherwise you won’t get the full effect) — keep lying & metal man by donna missal
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body count never mattered to you. in fact, whoever created the notion that body counts were important or a need-to-know fact could shove it. you always felt that it was degrading and a useless piece of information. what did anyone gain from acquiring that knowledge? sure, it was smart to keep track for hygiene reasons, but not for social reasons, or for future relationships.
so when rafe posed the question, you couldn’t help but scrunch your face up in discomfort. he was curious and you understood that, especially at this stage. you had only been dating for a couple months and it had been great so far with a handful of late night dates and mid-afternoon rendezvous’ in between classes. you rarely became nervous around him anymore, but you couldn’t push away that uneasy feeling at the current topic.
“can i guess?” he asked, looking at you under his baseball cap.
tonight, rafe had taken you out for ice cream only a couple miles from campus. he had picked you up in his car, even clearing the front seat off that usually held a stack of papers ranging from returned tests to scribbled notes. he brought you to a small hole-in-the-wall restaurant and ordered a brownie sundae right off the bat. he knew what you liked.
“are you going to be rude about it?” you countered as you scooped up a generous amount of brownie and vanilla ice cream.
“are you implying that there’s a lot?” he eyed you, stopping mid-scoop.
you chewed what was in your mouth, the ice cream cold against your teeth. you hid your mouth behind your hand so you could answer him. “don’t be so shocked. i’ve had my fair share of hookups.”
rafe couldn’t help the broad smile as he ate. “but you’re so innocent-looking.”
“oh, please.” you groaned.
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obxcunt · 3 years
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kinky mf 🥰
Rafe Cameron x Pogue Reader.
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A/N: First of all, this is probably trash, i’m really sorry and i’m insecure about my writing hehe. Anyway, Rafe is the cocky asshole and Y/N the horny Pogue, enemies to lovers vibes, classic. And this is their story or more specifically: How they ended up together.
Warning: Light Smut, Sexual tension, Fluff, Light Angst, idk mention of Ward Cameron and John B? Sounds like a warning to me, you might feel the need to throw your panties at Drew afterwards?
Words: 5K
You started working at the country club this summer, which is where you “met” Rafe Cameron. But it wasn’t really the first time, as a Pogue you were already aware of the Kook’s bad reputation. However, this is when things unexpectedly started to change between the two of you.
At first, you tried to avoid him and his friends as much as possible: which caught Rafe’s attention and intrigued him. You were annoyed by his cocky attitude, vulgarity and poor comments regarding your lifestyle and friends but you couldn’t deny his charm.
One day, after another sexist comment from Topper, you decided to call him out in front of everyone, flipping him off on your way back to the bar as well. And your sudden bold attitude picked Rafe’s interest, leaving the Kook boy wordless and turning him on at the same time.
That’s when Rafe started to come to the club by himself without telling anyone, wanting to admire you in peace. He was obsessed with your work uniform, with the way your short tennis skirt always exposed your legs to him. He couldn’t stop picturing himself caressing your beautiful thighs, his mind going wild at the thought of you sitting on his lap.
Rafe didn’t know how to handle his new feelings towards you, especially the most sinful ones. He wasn’t used to rejection, usually women are the ones coming up to him. But you weren’t one of them, you were mostly ignoring him, torturing the Kook boy through the act. You guys were supposed to be enemies, but deep down, Rafe hoped you didn’t hate him.
On the other hand, you tried to not pay attention to the cocky Kook boy. But today, you knew something was going on due to Rafe’s lack of discretion. You could feel his blue eyes devouring you from across the room as you walked by. He was sitting at his usual table with his friends, drinking in silence and ignoring their conversation, too busy looking at you with intensity: the persistence making you blush uncontrollably. And right now, as Rafe licked his lips: tasting the sweet alcohol he just drank. He smirked to himself, wondering how you’d taste.
You left the room, followed by the Kook boy. “What do you want, Cameron?” You asked harshly, noticing his presence as you both walked to the exit. You were craving fresh-air, your cheeks still burning from his last action. “Do you have plans for tonight?” He asked back, opening the door for you, your eyes lingering on his bicep as he held it. “Why—“ You paused, waving at some customers coming in as you both stood next to the entrance. “I’m not interested.” Rafe laughed, grabbing your wrist as you tried to walk out. “Wait,“ He turned you around, gently pushing you against the wall, not caring about the people looking at the two of you. “One date, one chance.” “I don’t understand, you—“ You licked your lips, trying to ignore the warm feeling invading your body as he looked down at your lips. “This is literally our first real conversation, the insults and shitty comments you usually throw at me don’t count. And now, after all, you want to take me on a date? Why? I’m not a dirty Pogue anymore?” He shrugged his shoulders, playing it cool while he was freaking out on the inside, scared to get rejected by you. “I— I don’t know. You seem like a cool girl.” You raised a brow, then rolled your eyes at him. “If this is some kind of bet—“ “No! It’s not— Y/N, trust me it’s not. I’m not very good at this…” You sighed, a bit intrigued by his offer. “Fine, I'm giving you one chance, Cameron.”
Surprisingly, he wasn’t playing with you: preparing a whole pic-nic on the beach by himself, with a few candles and pillows laying on the duvet he had placed on the sand. “Wow, this is actually really nice.” You said, sitting down next to the nervous boy. Rafe smirked, admiring your features glowing under the sunset’s light. He couldn’t tell, but you were trying your best to not look at him, guilt washing you over as soon as you started thinking he looked hot tonight. You weren’t supposed to feel this way. “Don’t look at me like that.” You said, looking at the horizon. “I— I wasn’t,” You chuckled. “I can’t help it.” He admitted, swallowing hard as you looked back at him. “Did you tell your friends about our date?” He asked. “Of course not, and you didn’t say anything to yours either, right?” He shook his head, making you laugh. “I don’t even understand what I'm doing here.” “Stop pretending you’re not attracted to me,” You laughed nervously. “I know you feel it too.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You lied, your cheeks heating up under his intense gaze once again. “Listen, i’m sorry for the— everything.” “Rafe Cameron, apologizing,” You smiled at the irony. “That’s very unexpected. Is that your way to get into my pants, Cameron?” The Kook boy coughed, drinking a few sips of his beer to cool down. “I— No.” He said, shaking his head. “You don’t want to have sex with me?” His eyes widened at the question. “Yes, I mean— No.” He groaned, while you simply laughed at his frustration. His eyes went down your thighs, those thighs. “Cameron… Don’t.” You warned, his eyes meeting yours and finding a sudden touch of desire in them. “God—“ You groaned, pulling on your skirt with embarrassment. “This is so weird.” He slowly leaned his head towards yours. “I wanna touch you, so bad.” He murmured, his lips dangerously close to yours. You surprised yourself by briefly looking at his own, secretly wanting to taste them. “I—“ You paused, goosebumps now covering your skin as you felt his fingers wandering along your thigh. You looked down, enjoying the sight of his large hand resting on your thigh. “You want it.” He said, clearly amused by your reaction to his touch. “Wh— What? No!” You objected, smacking his hand away in panic. “But—“ “I— I wanna go home!” You blurted out, getting up and walking away from a very confused Rafe Cameron. Truth is, you wanted this as much as he did but you couldn’t lose your composure, not with him.
A few days passed since your catastrophic date with Rafe. And he’s been avoiding the country club since then, which annoyed you way more than it should’ve had. You ended up missing seeing him, searching for the tall boy’s silhouette everywhere at the club, to only find a void eating you alive. The Pogues knew something was wrong: noticing your silence, how much you were lost in your thoughts and the certain sadness occupying your gaze. You blamed it all on insomnia, too scared to admit your attraction to Rafe Cameron, their enemy.
You saw him again at Midsummers, finally. You were working with your friends that night, not expecting to see him walking in with his family, and a beautiful woman at his arm. You weren’t supposed to feel jealous, but couldn’t help it. He looked at you for the first time in a week, his deep blue eyes not leaving you as he kissed his date on the cheek at, asshole. “Is everything alright, Y/N?” Pope asked, walking up to you. “Yes...” You mumbled, faking a smile. “I— I need to use the bathroom, i’ll be right back.” He nodded, watching you leave, catching the Kook boy’s eyes following you through the crowd.
Once you were inside, you let out a sigh, both hands holding on the edges of the sink as you enjoyed the silence. Rafe ended up following you to the bathroom, a bit worried. He knocked on the door without introducing himself, forcing you to move back to it. “What are you doing here?” You asked, looking at the tall boy standing on the doorstep. “I saw you leaving and—“ You snorted, interrupting him. “Shouldn’t you be with your date, Cameron?” He smirked, sensing the bitterness in your question. “Jealous, Y/N?” He briefly looked behind him, examining the empty hallway, before pushing you back inside as he walked in. He closed the door and locked it, without breaking eye-contact. “I’m not jealous.” You lied, taking a better look at his appearance. He looked sensational in his baby-blue suit, your curiosity wondering how his muscles looked underneath it. “You’re the one who rejected me, remember?” He continued, leaning against the door, repulsing the urge to touch you. “Because all of this doesn’t make any sense!” You snapped out of frustration, scratching your head. “W— We are not supposed to do this, we are not supposed to feel this way.” He licked his lips, walking up to you. “We?” You rolled your eyes at his usual cockiness, crossing your arms. “Did you miss me, Y/N?” He asked, caressing your cheekbone with his thumb, going down your bottom lip as he held your chin with his fingers: the action sending shivers down your spin. You fluttered your eyes, enjoying the feeling. “Look at you, getting weak under my touch.” You opened your eyes, annoyed. “Fuck you.” You hissed, hitting his toned chest, both hands finding their way to his neck. “I will.” He said, pushing against the wall, making you whine. “Rafe—“ He slammed his lips against yours in a passionate kiss, the both of you fighting for dominance with your tongues as he kept his hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him. You were finally tasting them, tasting him: and it was even better than you had imagined it. “Fuck—“ He moaned against your lips, the both of you craving way more than a kiss, the both of you needing to feel the void. “Jump, baby.” He ordered in a whisper, kissing your jawline as he smacked your ass. You obeyed, wrapping your legs around his clothed body and letting the Kook boy carry you to the sink counter. Your hands went directly to his belt, a soft moan escaping your lips as Rafe licked your neck, leaving wet kisses all over skin. “Listen to me,” He said, grabbing your jaw to look at you in the eyes, your neediness driving him insane. “We’re gonna have to make it quick, alright?” You nodded, blushing as you felt your stomach twitch at the sound of his voice. “Good girl.” You moaned at his words, watching him unbuttoning your blouse. You had sex with Rafe Cameron for the first time that night, but it wouldn’t be the last.
The next day, you didn’t know what to expect from him. However, you were both eager to see each other again. You saw him during the day, while walking down the stairs to meet someone at the bar. A sudden shyness invaded you, your cheeks heating up at the thought of him: pulling on your hair, calling you his, choking you, controlling your body, cumming inside you. He noticed you, following you in the hallway and gently grabbing your wrist to turn you around, a devilish smirk on his face. “Hey, you come here often?” He asked, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb. “Rafe…” You laughed, admiring the few marks on his neck. “Last night—“ “Last night was fucking amazing.” You smirked, biting your lower lip. “Yeah, maybe we should do it again someday.” You said. “Yeah, maybe we should…” You hummed, getting lost in his blue eyes, ignoring the noises surrounding the two of you. Last night, Rafe made you feel alive, and you were already dying to feel it again, no matter how inappropriate it was. You sighed, grabbing the tall boy’s face, pulling him in a heated kiss, listening to your heart rather than your head. You both pulled away, out of breath and turned on. “The closet?” Rafe suggested, driven by lust. “Please.”
And it happened again, again and again. You decided to stop counting at some point, enjoying each time like it was the last one. You guys were having sex everywhere, at any time of the day and night, it felt like an addiction: at the country club, at parties (which was dangerous), at his house (in his room, the shower, the pool, his dad’s office) and yours, in the back of his truck or even on the beach. You both liked it rough, but sometimes it turned into soft-love making: “What’s wrong, Rafe?” You asked, coming out of the bathroom and noticing the crying boy sitting on your bed. “What happened?” You walked up to him, kneeling down between his legs. “Hey, look at me.” You said, cupping his face and wiping the tears away with your thumbs. “My dad he’s—“ He paused, his voice cracking. “It’s okay, Rafe...” You whispered, leaning your forehead against his, sitting on his lap. “You’re safe here.” You reassured him, kissing his forehead. Rafe hugged you tight, a few tears rolling down his cheeks. “Do you want anything?” He looked up, sniffing with a sad smile. “You.” He murmured, the confession making you smile.
He held you the whole time, needing to feel you close to him as much as possible because you were the one making him feel safe and loved. His lips barely left yours, moaning and whispering the sweetest words against it. He looked at you in the eyes, pounding into you at a slower pace, smiling wide as you begged the Kook boy for more. He couldn’t stop admiring the beautiful girl underneath him: scratching his back with fierceness, crying in pleasure and screaming for him and only him. He really wanted this moment to last forever, and for the first time he didn’t leave afterwards, letting you fall asleep in his strong arms, holding you close to his heart: where you definitely belonged.
The Pogues knew you were seeing someone: you were constantly on your phone, ditching plans without explanation and quite often wearing bruises around your neck. However, Rafe wasn’t your boyfriend, yet. You both really liked each other, but didn’t know how to express it: your hookups sessions were turning into something more, which seemed a bit scary to you at times. Truth is, even though you both agreed on keeping this as a secret, you really wanted to talk about it to someone, craving advice and reassurance. And it seemed like the universe had heard your prayers, as Sarah caught the two of you having sex in your kitchen the other night.
“Rafe...“ You moaned, bent over the counter. “Fuck— I missed you so much.” He groaned at your words, pulling on your hair as he roughly pounded into you from behind. “Shit— Pretty girl.” You cried, gripping on the edges for dear life. “This is what you get,“ He smacked your ass. “For flirting with a guy in front of me.” “I— I wasn’t flirting with him!” You gasped, his arms pulling you back against his sweaty chest, his lips sucking on your neck as he pounded deeper into you through the new angle. “Shut up.” “Fuck, Rafe—“ He smiled against your skin, loving the power he had on you. “You’re taking me so well, baby. Look at you, getting fucked in the kitchen. You like that, huh?” You cried at his words, your hands holding on his arms for support. “Cum for me.” He murmured, hitting your g-spot, your legs shaking at the impact. You were about to, until someone arrived in the kitchen: Sarah, holding your backpack in hands. “Y/N, you forgot your—“ She paused, screaming in horror at the sight of the two of you: breathless, moaning mess. “Shit— Sarah!” You tried to call her, but she threw the backpack on the floor before running towards the front door. “Well, it was obviously going to happen at some point.” Rafe said, pulling out of you and putting his pants on. “I told you to lock the door.” You hissed, grabbing your dress off the ground. Rafe looked at you, noticing the panic submerging you as you struggled. “Hey, hey, hey,” He whispered, gently cupping your face. “Look at me, Y/N. It’s fine, don’t worry.” You pushed him away, dressing up in a rush. “This is not okay— I’ve been lying to my friends for weeks, they’re gonna be so—“ Rafe turned you around, pulling you against him. “You need to calm down, okay? I’m sure they’ll understand, and it’s actually none of their business.” You sighed, kissing his bare chest, your arms wrapping themselves around him. “I’ll stay with you, if you want.” He said, kissing the top of your head. “So… About what we were doing ten minutes ago.” He continued with a smirk, squeezing your ass. “Get out of my house, Cameron.” You said, playfully pushing the Kook boy away. “Your little sister just caught us having sex.”
Rafe dragged you inside his house, holding your hand. “Come on, Y/N.” He said, kissing your temple. “Stay in the perimeter, in case she tries to kill me.” You whispered, glancing at his blond sister walking in the kitchen. Rafe laughed, placing a soft kiss on your lips before letting go of your hand. You sighed, walking inside the quiet room, looking at your friend sitting down at the table with a bowl of fruits. “What do you want, Y/N? Condoms?” She joked, looking away. “Sarah—“ “I can’t believe it, you’ve been fucking my brother for weeks, without telling me.” You crossed your arms, nervously biting your lower lip. “I— I’m sorry. I was scared, because it’s obviously very problematic—“ Sarah chuckled, looking back at you. “No shit, Y/N!” She said, falling back into her chair. “First of all, my brother is an asshole, he doesn't deserve you. Second of all, he hurt our friends many times!” “I know, I feel guilty about us everyday, Sarah!” You shouted, walking up to her. “I don’t know how it happened, but i really like him and—” “Oh my god, tell me you’re not in love with my brother.” She said, visibly disgusted. “He’s not that bad, he’s actually sweet at times. Come on, Sarah. I was the first one to defend you and John B!” The Kook girl sighed, trying to understand how someone like you could love someone like Rafe. “I don’t want you to get hurt. You’re one of my best friends, Y/N.” She said, giving you a tiny smile. “I’m traumatized by the way.” She added, grimacing at the idea of his brother and you having sex. “Please, don’t be mad at me. I— I know this is weird, but i liked being around him and i feel like i might have a good influence on him.” “Of course you have a good influence on him, you’re adorable. But we can’t trust him.” You looked down, crossing your arms. “We are not dating, it’s just—” “You need to tell the others, especially JJ.” You looked back at her, eyes widening. “No way! JJ’s gonna kill him, we all know how dramatic he can be.” Sarah nodded. “Do you really want him to find out the same way I did?” You sighed, shaking your head. Maybe it was time to tell everyone.
Today, you weren’t feeling well, a bit stressed by the whole situation. However, you were excited to see Rafe again at the country club. But when you walked in the dining room, your smile disappeared almost instantly, your eyes leaning on the beautiful woman sitting next to him, the one who accompanied him at the Midsummers. She looked flawless and visibly older than you, probably closer to his age. “Take their order, Y/N.” Your manager said. You sighed, walking up to their table, shaking in your shoes. You saluted Ward, ignoring the Kook boy and his date, the sight of them making you feel sick to your stomach. You started overthinking, wondering if he had been fucking her too, the whole time he was seeing you. You could feel his eyes on you, the intensity distracting you and making you choke on your words as you took their order. “I— Alright, Sir.” You walked away, running out of the room once you were done, hiding in the bathroom where it all started. But this time, Rafe didn’t follow you, his absence breaking your heart.
A few days passed since the last time you saw him at the country club. And he has been acting dead ever since. “Y/N?” JJ asked, stroking your shoulder. “What’s going on? You’re usually excited to eat one of my burgers.” You smirked, turning to the blond boy. “I’m excited!” You faked enthusiasm, trying to ignore the pain you’ve been feeling all night. “Don’t lie to me.” He said, narrowing his eyes and sitting down next to you on the couch. “Is it about that guy you’re seeing? Do you want me to kick his ass?” You chuckled, looking at his clenched fists. “Tough day at work, that’s all.” You said, standing up. “Y/N…” He groaned, watching you walk to John B’s kitchen. “Come on, tell me the truth.” He begged, following you. “Did he hurt you?” Yes. “Can’t we just talk about something else, JJ?” “I hooked up with this—“ You turned around smacking his chest. “You’re so annoying.” You said, rolling your eyes at his amusement. “I don’t want to talk about him, it’s probably not even relevant anymore.” You opened the fridge, giving the blond the ingredients. “You guys broke up or?” You sighed, of course he wasn’t going to let it go. “We weren’t together, we were just… seeing each other.” JJ hummed in response, walking towards the counter. “I don’t know what you’re hiding but—” You weren’t listening anymore, looking into space, rethinking about your conversation with Sarah the other day. “JJ? I— I fucked Rafe Cameron.” You blurted out, the confession surprising him. He let everything fall on the counter before turning towards you, eyes filled with anger. “Please, JJ. Don’t be mad at me. I— I wanted to tell you but i didn’t know how.” He clenched his jaw, walking up to you. “Rafe Cameron? Out of all the guys?” He laughed nervously, ready to raise his voice. “Are you fuckinf kidding me, Y/N?” He shouted at your face, giving you goosebumps. “I’m so sorry…” You cried, looking away. JJ’s features softened at the sight of your tears, guilt washing his anger away. “Don’t— Shit.” He sighed, pulling you into a hug. “Don’t cry, Y/N. I’m sorry for yelling at you, it’s just—“ He paused, the sound of your sobs breaking his heart. He knew something was wrong, he couldn’t be the only one responsible for your breakdown. “What happened?” He asked, caressing your hair, still shocked by the news. “I’m so stupid.” You murmured, head pressed against his chest. “I love him.” JJ sighed, holding you tight. “I won’t let anyone hurt you.” He murmured back, already picturing himself fighting the Kook boy.
“Okay, i’ll be there in ten minutes.” You said, holding the phone close to your ear as you left your house. “No, JJ. I won’t give you my bra to try it on. I don’t care if it’s a bet—” You whined, rolling your eyes and closing the door behind you. “Whatever, see you guys soon.” You hung up, then walked towards your car, entering the driveway when you noticed someone leaned against the vehicle: Rafe. “Leave me alone.” You hissed, trying to shut down your emotions. He looked hot, as always, his devilish smirk still present on his perfectly sculpted face. “I’m serious, Rafe.” You said, pushing him to the right, the Kook boy grabbing your hips with both hands in the act. “Let me explain, Y/N.” You pushed him away, this time with way more strength. “Explain, what? How you fucked someone else behind my back? Because you’re ashamed to be seen with a Pogue?” He frowned, shaking his head. “What are you talking about—“ “I’m eighteen years old, still living with my parents, working at the country club and driving an old car. I’m not some model in her twenties, born into a rich family.” Rafe sighed, passing a hand over his face, tears emerging from the corner of your eyes. “Baby…” He said, trying to take your hand but failing. "Don't— You disappeared for a week.” You tried to open the car door, but he closed it immediately with his hand. “Rafe!” You whined, containing your tears. “Let me explain, Y/N.” He begged, turning you around and slamming you against the vehicle, leaning his face dangerously close to yours. You both looked at each other for a second, wanting to close the gap between the two of you. “I—“ You started, swallowing hard. “I don’t know what to do, kissing you or punching you in the fucking face, Cameron.” He smirked, caressing your cheek. “Nothing happened between us, trust me. Michelle comes from a rich family and my father tried to set us up.” You nodded, sighing. “So, are you married now?” “I told him about us, about my feelings for you.” Your lips parted. “But— But you left and—“ “Remember the last time i did that? The week before Midsummers?” You nodded. “I was dealing with some issues.” You frowned. “Are you talking about drugs? I thought you were—“ “Clean?” He laughed, the sadness in his tone hitting you. “I’m never high around you, because you make me feel better, because you’re my escape.” A tear rolled down your cheek, which he wiped away with his thumb. “But the shit my dad was putting through— it triggered me.” “Why didn’t you call me, Rafe? You can always count on me.” “I know, but after what happened at the club… I felt like shit for hurting you, i didn’t mean to. When you left the room— I really wanted to follow you.” You couldn’t hold back anymore, grabbing his face and pulling him into a soft kiss. “I— I think i’m in love with you, Rafe.” You murmured, your forehead resting against his. “I think i’m in love with you too, Y/N.” He replied, smiling, both hands now holding your shaking ones and giving them soft kisses.
That night, you decided to tell everyone at the Chateau: Rafe driving you to the location and accompanying you. You were nervous, holding his hand as you both walked to the backyard, where your friends were talking. “What the fuck?” Pope asked, being the first one to notice the Kook boy next to you. “Holy shit—“ Kiara mumbled, her eyes stuck on your hands. “What is he doing here?” John B asked, standing up. “What the—“ Sarah covered his mouth with her hand, winking at you. “What’s going on, Y/N?” Kie asked, looking at everyone with confusion. JJ remained silent, examining your boyfriend with a clenched jaw. “We— We are dating.” You said, leaning your head against Rafe’s chest, craving some protection. “Is this a joke?” Pope asked, while your other friends seemed disappointed. “I know he’s been a real asshole—“ “What the fuck!” Kie shouted, standing up. “You were hooking up with him the whole time?” “I’m genuinely sorry for lying to you guys! But—“ You paused, trembling in your boyfriend’s arms, as he held you close to him. “I didn’t premeditated to fall in love with him.” You continued, glancing at Rafe. “I still don’t understand how you managed to make her fall in love with you.” JJ said, looking at his boots. “Wait,” John B said, glancing back and forth between us. “You already knew about this?” “She told me yesterday.” Sarah sighed. “And i caught them having sex in her kitchen.” Kie fake-gagged, looking away. “You had sex in a kitchen?” Pope asked, eyes widening. “Oh my god, shut up.” Kie said, slapping the back of his head. Rafe cleared his throat. “I really like— Love, Y/N.” He said, looking at your friends. “I fucked up in the past, but i won’t bother any of you ever again.” He promised, your arms wrapping themselves around his waist, the small gesture making his heart melt. “Gross…” JJ murmured, looking away. “I know it’s gonna take you guys some time to fully accept and understand but—“ “You defended me, when Sarah and I started dating. I won’t judge you, but i can’t trust him.” John B said, looking at Rafe. “If you hurt her—“ “I won’t.” Your friends looked at each other, still a bit lost and overwhelmed by all of this.
After a few months, your friends were starting to accept your relationship with the Kook boy a bit more: inviting him and his friends to parties, hanging out with the two of you, all of this without causing any drama. It wasn’t easy at first, especially for JJ who’s always been protective, but he knew you were truly happy with Rafe and it was the most important to him. Your parents loved him, especially your mother, who finds him extremely charming, obviously. “I think your mother likes me.” Rafe whispered, glancing at the older woman from across the table. “She definitely has a crush on you.” “The mom and the daughter? Sounds like—“ “If you say porn, you’re gonna have to watch some for a while.” You warned, crossing your arms. Rafe chuckled, caressing your bare thigh under the table. “That’s sweet,” He said, leaning his lips closer to your ear. “We both know you can’t resist me.” “I have other options waiting for me.” You teased back, smirking at him. “Really?” He asked, his thumb caressing your inner-thigh, getting dangerously close to your center. “Well, we’ll talk about it later then.” He said, his eyes getting darker and your whole body shivering at his words. You already knew the outcome of this conversation, your legs already shaking at the idea. “Appreciate them while you can, baby.” He said, moving his hand to your knee. “You’re not gonna be able to use them for a while.”
uhuhuhuh, the end.
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obxcunt · 3 years
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let’s cry together ✨
Unforgettable.
pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader.
warnings: death, angst, fluff, mentions of sex, typos. 2,5K words.
summary: “How are we supposed to live after losing the only reason we had to?”
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“I’ve never been in love.” He lied to himself, the words hurting his throat on their way to his thin lips. “Never.” He repeated, looking at the sea with melancholy.
The young boy wasn’t good with words or emotions. It wasn’t easy for him to admit it, but he was heartbroken. “Fuck— It hurts. I see you everywhere, but can’t touch you anymore.” He murmured to himself, tears rolling down his cheeks. “Your laugh is haunting me…”
It’s been days, weeks since you’ve been gone. “Y/N, the bed feels cold without you next to me. I haven’t changed the sheets yet — i can’t do it, because your perfume is still all over it.” He sighed against the pillow, his arm searching for your body through the empty space next to him.
“I know it sounds ridiculous, but i’m waiting for you. I know you're not coming back home, but i’m still waiting for you everyday. I look at the bedroom’s door, countdown to three while closing my eyes and wait for you to come in.” He cried, silently. “You abandoned me, Y/N.”
He remained silent, sitting on the stairs with a bottle of whiskey in hands. “There’s no more light around me, you were the brightest star in my life and my world stopped shining as soon as you disappeared.” He looked at the pictures on the wall, drinking some more.
“Hey, look at this one!” You exclaimed, pointing at the clouded sky above the two of you. “It— It looks like a puppy.” JJ looked down at you, your small head resting against his chest. “You’re right.” He murmured, eyes filled with love. “Obviously.” You said, chuckling. — The blond boy cried in his car, listening to your playlist while looking at the grass where you both used to lay on for hours. And it was raining today, but the pouring rain couldn’t wash his sadness away.
The silence seemed so loud to him. He walked in the empty living room, throwing objects onto the floor while screaming at them, cursing at each memory they owned. “How are we supposed to live, after losing the only reason we had to?” He thought, falling apart.
“Don’t— Don’t do that!” You yelled. “Put me down, JJ!” You laughed, the blond boy running around the house while carrying you on his back. “Say the magic word.” He demanded, turning around and entering the bedroom. “Please!” He smirked to himself, throwing you on the unmade bed before hovering your body. “It wasn’t that bad, pretty girl.” You giggled at the nickname, shaking your head and pulling the boy into a soft kiss.
“You’re the most handsome man on planet earth, JJ Maybank.” You said, looking at him from behind as the boy stood in front of the bathroom sink. “I’m really not—“ He paused, glancing at your reflection in the mirror. “Don’t say that.” You continued, wrapping your tiny arms around his waist. “You’re amazing.” He turned around, both thumbs gently caressing your cheekbones as he looked straight at you. “And, i’m the luckiest guy on planet earth.” You grimaced, laughing lightly. “We are so cheesy…” He laughed with you. “Let’s do something more… naughty.” — JJ punched the bathroom’s mirror, cutting his knuckles through the impact. He whined in pain, the memories overwhelming him. He walked backwards, his back hitting the wall through a sigh. He looked at the sink with disgust, remembering how good it felt to have you so close to him. “JJ— Fuck, you’re so good." You moaned, head falling against the mirror while scratching his back. “Wait, I’m—" He laughed, losing balance and almost making you fall due to his rapid pace, the two of you laughing through another kiss.
“Hey, look at me.” You whispered, kneeling down in front of the blond’s legs while he was sitting on the couch, both hands holding his head as he murmured inaudible words. “What happened, JJ?” You asked, hands resting over the sobbing boy’s knees. “My dad—“ He paused, sniffing.“ He said, you were going to leave me, just like my mom.” He sighed, his back falling against the couch as you sat down on his lap, both arms moving around his neck. “Don’t listen to him. I— I’ll never leave you, never.” He didn’t hesitate, kissing you hard, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you even closer. “It’s you and me, against the world.” You added, making him smile. — JJ looked at the couch from across the room while sitting down on the floor, remembering everything. You promised him so many things, but you lied to him, you left him, you weren’t there anymore.
Everyone was worried, everyone tried to help him. However, he wasn’t ready to move on, ignoring their calls and texts while crying on the bedroom’s floor in the dark as he held your red sweater close to him. “You were supposed to come back to me, Y/N.” He said, looking at the window. “You were supposed to stay with me forever.”
His lips were moving slowly against yours, the morning light slightly coming through the curtains to illuminate the scene. “Shit—” You moaned softly, pulling his sweaty body against yours, your legs pushing his hips deeper in yours. His movements were slow, sensually pleasing as you both looked at each other intensely while feeling the pleasure taking over. “I— I love you.” You murmured for the first time, tears emerging from the corner of your eyes. His blue eyes widened, his heart melting at your words. “I— I love you more, Y/N.”
“You’re an asshole!” You yelled at him. “I— I’ve done so much for you, you’ve been together for a year and you’re still pushing me away, JJ!” You cried, searching for your bag. “Wha— What are you doing?” He asked, looking at you with panic as you started packing. “You— What are you doing, Y/N?” You ignored him, putting a few clothes in the bag. “You’re not gonna leave.” He shook his head through the drunkenness. “I’m going to Kiara’s house.” You said, walking towards the bathroom. “You can’t leave me.” He followed you, closing the bedroom door before you had the chance to leave the room. “Let me— Please, JJ.” You murmured, eyes red and tired. “I can’t do this anymore.” He felt his heart breaking against his chest. “What do you mean, we—” He paused, crying and searching for your eyes as you looked away. “I— I love you, Y/N.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. “I’m really sorry for being such a mess—“ He wiped the tears, trying to remain calm. “You’re everything to me, don’t leave me.” You looked at him again, unable to imagine your life without the man you loved. “I love you, JJ. But this isn’t working anymore.” He shook his head, huffing hard. “I’ll change, i’ll do anything for you, please.” You sighed. “I— I don’t want to leave either, but—” He kissed you, pushing you against the door through the kiss, both hands gripping on your thighs as you jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist, letting him carry you to the bed. “I love you, i’m sorry.”
“Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…” You whispered. “Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…” You repeated, wrapping your arms around his sleepy body. “Wake up, JJ.” You whined, moving on his back, making him groan against his pillow. “You’re so heavy.” He murmured, making you laugh as you moved from his back to lay next to him. “Take care of me…” He smirked, opening his eyes to look at you, admiring the morning glow you always had. “Needy.” You pouted, hiding under the sheets like a little kid. “I’ll remember that, JJ.” He laughed, before moving under the sheets to find you, hovering your body as you both giggled through another passionate kiss. “You can’t be mad at me.” He said, kissing your belly, slowly moving down between your legs. “JJ—“ You moaned, looking at the love of your life kissing your bruised thighs. “Happy birthday, baby.”
The boys remained silent, all looking at their blond friend slowly — but surely, fading away. They wanted to do something, they wanted to bring you back to him. “I— I miss her so much.” He looked at the fire, remembering their nights here, at the Chateau. “I can’t do this anymore.” The boys frowned, looking at him. “You have to keep fighting, JJ!” He chuckled at them. “I lost the love— I lost the love of my life.” He chuckled before breaking down again, talking through the tears. “She— She was the love of my life.”
It was raining again, and late at night. Pope noticed someone outside, in the backyard. He walked out, sighing at the sight of his friend, walking towards the beach. “What are you doing, JJ?” He asked, following the blond boy. “It’s late, you should—” He paused, looking at him sitting down into the sand. “I’m waiting for her.” Pope sighed, feeling devastated by his friend’s sadness and delusional thoughts. “JJ…” He walked closer, grimacing at the smell of alcohol coming from him. “She’s— Y/N, she’s not coming back.” JJ remained silent, looking at the waves from afar. “She’s go—” The blond boy groaned. “She’s coming back soon!” He shouted, turning towards him. “She’s— She’s coming back, she promised—” JJ paused, breathing heavily. “She’s just— She’s on her way.” He nodded at his own words, smirking. Pope knew it was too late, he wasn’t going to change his mind. “Maybe— Maybe you could wait for her inside, huh?” JJ shook his head, looking back at the sea, ignoring how cold it was outside, since he had so much alcohol in his veins. “Alright.” Pope said, sitting down next to his best friend. “I’ll wait with you.” JJ smiled sadly, looking at his friend. “She’s— She’s coming.” He repeated, smiling. “Look,” He pointed at the bracelet on his wrist. “She made it for me, she’s the best.” Pope sighed, placing his hand on his shoulder. “Yeah— Yes... She was.” JJ looked at the accessory around his wrist, tears rolling down his cheeks again. “She—“ He looked back at Pope. “She’s not coming back, right?” Pope shook his head lightly, which made him cry harder. “But— She promised.” He swallowed hard, breathing with difficulty. “It’s all my fault.” Pope frowned, shaking his shoulder. “It’s not your fault, JJ.” The blond boy wiped his nose, shaking. “It was an accident.”
“Y/N!” He yelled through the phone. “I got the job! I got the job!” You started screaming with him, holding the cellphone close to your ear. “Oh my god, JJ!” You smiled. “I’m so happy for you, i’m so proud—“ He interrupted you. “I— I need you, right now.” You laughed, looking at the clock on the wall. “Come back home, we need to celebrate.” You sighed, noticing the rain outside, it was a bit risky but you wanted to see him. “Alright, i’ll be there soon.” You said, grabbing the keys off the table. “Really? But, what about your friends? You don’t have to come back for me—” You laughed, putting on your jacket. “I was just joking— I mean, you have no idea how much i miss you but—” You laughed at him again. “Relax, it’s fine. I wanna see you, it’s important, we need to celebrate and—” You sighed, touching your belly. “I— I miss you so much.” JJ smiled to himself, overwhelmed by how much he loved you. “I’ll be there in an hour, i promise.” You opened the front door. “I love you, Y/N.” He said, almost in a whisper. “I love you more, JJ.”
“Fuck— Finally.” He whispered, leaving the couch to open the door. “Hey, baby—” He paused, noticing Shoupe and another police officer on the porch. “Wha— What’s going on?” He asked. “Can we talk to you for a minute, JJ?” Shoupe asked through the thunder. “Why are you here?” He sighed, looking at his colleague. “It’s about your girlfriend, Y/N—” He paused, noticing how pale the blond boy had become. “She’s— She got into a car accident.” JJ shook his head. “No, no, no.” He chuckled nervously. “It’s not possible—“ He pushed him. “Where is she?” He yelled. “She’s at the hospital—" JJ walked back inside, grabbing his keys off the counter. “We can drive you there—” He ignored him, shaking and running towards his vehicle as fast as he could.
“JJ!” Kiara yelled, noticing him running towards them in the hallway. “Where— Where is she?” He looked around, searching for help through he crowd. “Where’s my girlfriend?” He asked, grabbing a nurse’s arm roughly with his sweaty hand. “Where is she? Where is Y/N L/N?” She looked scared, pushing him away. “I— Room 29.” He ran towards the elevator with Kiara by his side, not noticing his other friends following them. “This can’t be real, this can’t be fucking real, this can’t be real.” He murmured to himself, getting angry at the elevator for being too slow. “JJ, calm down.” Kiara murmured, stroking his back. Once they arrived, he went to the room, pushing everyone on his way to get inside. “Sir, get out of—“ He cursed at the nurse. “It’s his girlfriend!” Kiara said, trying to excuse his awful attitude. “Y/N…” JJ murmured, looking at you with watery eyes. You were barely breathing, had one arm broken and many cuts all over your face. “She’s probably not gonna make it.” The nurse whispered to Kiara, who started crying at the sight of you, the others waiting outside. JJ couldn’t believe it, holding your fragile hand in his and kissing it. “She lost too much blood—” The nurse paused. “A few broken ribs and—” JJ looked at her, tears starting to fall down his rosy cheeks. “She— She was pregnant.” She admitted, the sentence going straight to the blond’s broken heart. “Wha— What do you mean, she was?” The nurse looked down, walking closer. “I’m sorry, she lost the baby.” JJ looked back at you, breathing heavily. His head fell down as he cried. “I didn’t even— I didn’t know she was pregnant.” Kiara joined him. “She was about to tell you.” She said. “She called me yesterday.” JJ cried, asking you to wake up, again and again, but you never did. “I love you, Y/N.” He cried, kissing your cold hand. “I love you so much.”
It’s been weeks, months since you’ve been gone. “Hold on.” The blond boy said, noticing a beautiful woman from across the bar. “Who is she?” He asked, admiring you dancing. No one answered, unfortunately. He finished his drink, before walking towards you with determination. “I— Hey!” He said with enthusiasm, smiling at you. “Oh— Hey!” You replied with the same energy, a bit confused. “I’m JJ.” He continued, his sentence making you chuckle. “I know—” He smirked, your cheeks heating up. “I— I mean, i’m Y/N.” He couldn’t believe it, how gorgeous you were and how sweet your name sounded as it echoed through his mind. “Nice to meet you.” He said, gently grabbing your hand and placing a soft kiss to the back of it. “I’m gonna marry you, one day.” He said boldly, blaming the alcohol. “Oh— Wow.” You laughed lightly. “Is this really working on most girls?” You asked, blushing as he kept holding your hand. “Only the cute ones.” He winked, making you laugh again. “Well, i’m intrigued, JJ.” And then, at this exact moment when you pronounced his name, he knew your were the one. “What’s wrong?” You asked, frowning. “Nothing—” He smiled, shaking his head. “You’re— You’re just so fucking gorgeous.” — It’s been months, years since you’ve been gone. But you were still very present, in his heart and JJ Maybank, couldn’t forget about you.
A/N: :) yeah, i’m hurt too.
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obxcunt · 3 years
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LOVE U SORRY
Unforgettable.
pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader.
warnings: death, angst, fluff, mentions of sex, typos. 2,5K words.
summary: “How are we supposed to live after losing the only reason we had to?”
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“I’ve never been in love.” He lied to himself, the words hurting his throat on their way to his thin lips. “Never.” He repeated, looking at the sea with melancholy.
The young boy wasn’t good with words or emotions. It wasn’t easy for him to admit it, but he was heartbroken. “Fuck— It hurts. I see you everywhere, but can’t touch you anymore.” He murmured to himself, tears rolling down his cheeks. “Your laugh is haunting me…”
It’s been days, weeks since you’ve been gone. “Y/N, the bed feels cold without you next to me. I haven’t changed the sheets yet — i can’t do it, because your perfume is still all over it.” He sighed against the pillow, his arm searching for your body through the empty space next to him.
“I know it sounds ridiculous, but i’m waiting for you. I know you're not coming back home, but i’m still waiting for you everyday. I look at the bedroom’s door, countdown to three while closing my eyes and wait for you to come in.” He cried, silently. “You abandoned me, Y/N.”
He remained silent, sitting on the stairs with a bottle of whiskey in hands. “There’s no more light around me, you were the brightest star in my life and my world stopped shining as soon as you disappeared.” He looked at the pictures on the wall, drinking some more.
“Hey, look at this one!” You exclaimed, pointing at the clouded sky above the two of you. “It— It looks like a puppy.” JJ looked down at you, your small head resting against his chest. “You’re right.” He murmured, eyes filled with love. “Obviously.” You said, chuckling. — The blond boy cried in his car, listening to your playlist while looking at the grass where you both used to lay on for hours. And it was raining today, but the pouring rain couldn’t wash his sadness away.
The silence seemed so loud to him. He walked in the empty living room, throwing objects onto the floor while screaming at them, cursing at each memory they owned. “How are we supposed to live, after losing the only reason we had to?” He thought, falling apart.
“Don’t— Don’t do that!” You yelled. “Put me down, JJ!” You laughed, the blond boy running around the house while carrying you on his back. “Say the magic word.” He demanded, turning around and entering the bedroom. “Please!” He smirked to himself, throwing you on the unmade bed before hovering your body. “It wasn’t that bad, pretty girl.” You giggled at the nickname, shaking your head and pulling the boy into a soft kiss.
“You’re the most handsome man on planet earth, JJ Maybank.” You said, looking at him from behind as the boy stood in front of the bathroom sink. “I’m really not—“ He paused, glancing at your reflection in the mirror. “Don’t say that.” You continued, wrapping your tiny arms around his waist. “You’re amazing.” He turned around, both thumbs gently caressing your cheekbones as he looked straight at you. “And, i’m the luckiest guy on planet earth.” You grimaced, laughing lightly. “We are so cheesy…” He laughed with you. “Let’s do something more… naughty.” — JJ punched the bathroom’s mirror, cutting his knuckles through the impact. He whined in pain, the memories overwhelming him. He walked backwards, his back hitting the wall through a sigh. He looked at the sink with disgust, remembering how good it felt to have you so close to him. “JJ— Fuck, you’re so good." You moaned, head falling against the mirror while scratching his back. “Wait, I’m—" He laughed, losing balance and almost making you fall due to his rapid pace, the two of you laughing through another kiss.
“Hey, look at me.” You whispered, kneeling down in front of the blond’s legs while he was sitting on the couch, both hands holding his head as he murmured inaudible words. “What happened, JJ?” You asked, hands resting over the sobbing boy’s knees. “My dad—“ He paused, sniffing.“ He said, you were going to leave me, just like my mom.” He sighed, his back falling against the couch as you sat down on his lap, both arms moving around his neck. “Don’t listen to him. I— I’ll never leave you, never.” He didn’t hesitate, kissing you hard, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you even closer. “It’s you and me, against the world.” You added, making him smile. — JJ looked at the couch from across the room while sitting down on the floor, remembering everything. You promised him so many things, but you lied to him, you left him, you weren’t there anymore.
Everyone was worried, everyone tried to help him. However, he wasn’t ready to move on, ignoring their calls and texts while crying on the bedroom’s floor in the dark as he held your red sweater close to him. “You were supposed to come back to me, Y/N.” He said, looking at the window. “You were supposed to stay with me forever.”
His lips were moving slowly against yours, the morning light slightly coming through the curtains to illuminate the scene. “Shit—” You moaned softly, pulling his sweaty body against yours, your legs pushing his hips deeper in yours. His movements were slow, sensually pleasing as you both looked at each other intensely while feeling the pleasure taking over. “I— I love you.” You murmured for the first time, tears emerging from the corner of your eyes. His blue eyes widened, his heart melting at your words. “I— I love you more, Y/N.”
“You’re an asshole!” You yelled at him. “I— I’ve done so much for you, you’ve been together for a year and you’re still pushing me away, JJ!” You cried, searching for your bag. “Wha— What are you doing?” He asked, looking at you with panic as you started packing. “You— What are you doing, Y/N?” You ignored him, putting a few clothes in the bag. “You’re not gonna leave.” He shook his head through the drunkenness. “I’m going to Kiara’s house.” You said, walking towards the bathroom. “You can’t leave me.” He followed you, closing the bedroom door before you had the chance to leave the room. “Let me— Please, JJ.” You murmured, eyes red and tired. “I can’t do this anymore.” He felt his heart breaking against his chest. “What do you mean, we—” He paused, crying and searching for your eyes as you looked away. “I— I love you, Y/N.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. “I’m really sorry for being such a mess—“ He wiped the tears, trying to remain calm. “You’re everything to me, don’t leave me.” You looked at him again, unable to imagine your life without the man you loved. “I love you, JJ. But this isn’t working anymore.” He shook his head, huffing hard. “I’ll change, i’ll do anything for you, please.” You sighed. “I— I don’t want to leave either, but—” He kissed you, pushing you against the door through the kiss, both hands gripping on your thighs as you jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist, letting him carry you to the bed. “I love you, i’m sorry.”
“Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…” You whispered. “Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…” You repeated, wrapping your arms around his sleepy body. “Wake up, JJ.” You whined, moving on his back, making him groan against his pillow. “You’re so heavy.” He murmured, making you laugh as you moved from his back to lay next to him. “Take care of me…” He smirked, opening his eyes to look at you, admiring the morning glow you always had. “Needy.” You pouted, hiding under the sheets like a little kid. “I’ll remember that, JJ.” He laughed, before moving under the sheets to find you, hovering your body as you both giggled through another passionate kiss. “You can’t be mad at me.” He said, kissing your belly, slowly moving down between your legs. “JJ—“ You moaned, looking at the love of your life kissing your bruised thighs. “Happy birthday, baby.”
The boys remained silent, all looking at their blond friend slowly — but surely, fading away. They wanted to do something, they wanted to bring you back to him. “I— I miss her so much.” He looked at the fire, remembering their nights here, at the Chateau. “I can’t do this anymore.” The boys frowned, looking at him. “You have to keep fighting, JJ!” He chuckled at them. “I lost the love— I lost the love of my life.” He chuckled before breaking down again, talking through the tears. “She— She was the love of my life.”
It was raining again, and late at night. Pope noticed someone outside, in the backyard. He walked out, sighing at the sight of his friend, walking towards the beach. “What are you doing, JJ?” He asked, following the blond boy. “It’s late, you should—” He paused, looking at him sitting down into the sand. “I’m waiting for her.” Pope sighed, feeling devastated by his friend’s sadness and delusional thoughts. “JJ…” He walked closer, grimacing at the smell of alcohol coming from him. “She’s— Y/N, she’s not coming back.” JJ remained silent, looking at the waves from afar. “She’s go—” The blond boy groaned. “She’s coming back soon!” He shouted, turning towards him. “She’s— She’s coming back, she promised—” JJ paused, breathing heavily. “She’s just— She’s on her way.” He nodded at his own words, smirking. Pope knew it was too late, he wasn’t going to change his mind. “Maybe— Maybe you could wait for her inside, huh?” JJ shook his head, looking back at the sea, ignoring how cold it was outside, since he had so much alcohol in his veins. “Alright.” Pope said, sitting down next to his best friend. “I’ll wait with you.” JJ smiled sadly, looking at his friend. “She’s— She’s coming.” He repeated, smiling. “Look,” He pointed at the bracelet on his wrist. “She made it for me, she’s the best.” Pope sighed, placing his hand on his shoulder. “Yeah— Yes... She was.” JJ looked at the accessory around his wrist, tears rolling down his cheeks again. “She—“ He looked back at Pope. “She’s not coming back, right?” Pope shook his head lightly, which made him cry harder. “But— She promised.” He swallowed hard, breathing with difficulty. “It’s all my fault.” Pope frowned, shaking his shoulder. “It’s not your fault, JJ.” The blond boy wiped his nose, shaking. “It was an accident.”
“Y/N!” He yelled through the phone. “I got the job! I got the job!” You started screaming with him, holding the cellphone close to your ear. “Oh my god, JJ!” You smiled. “I’m so happy for you, i’m so proud—“ He interrupted you. “I— I need you, right now.” You laughed, looking at the clock on the wall. “Come back home, we need to celebrate.” You sighed, noticing the rain outside, it was a bit risky but you wanted to see him. “Alright, i’ll be there soon.” You said, grabbing the keys off the table. “Really? But, what about your friends? You don’t have to come back for me—” You laughed, putting on your jacket. “I was just joking— I mean, you have no idea how much i miss you but—” You laughed at him again. “Relax, it’s fine. I wanna see you, it’s important, we need to celebrate and—” You sighed, touching your belly. “I— I miss you so much.” JJ smiled to himself, overwhelmed by how much he loved you. “I’ll be there in an hour, i promise.” You opened the front door. “I love you, Y/N.” He said, almost in a whisper. “I love you more, JJ.”
“Fuck— Finally.” He whispered, leaving the couch to open the door. “Hey, baby—” He paused, noticing Shoupe and another police officer on the porch. “Wha— What’s going on?” He asked. “Can we talk to you for a minute, JJ?” Shoupe asked through the thunder. “Why are you here?” He sighed, looking at his colleague. “It’s about your girlfriend, Y/N—” He paused, noticing how pale the blond boy had become. “She’s— She got into a car accident.” JJ shook his head. “No, no, no.” He chuckled nervously. “It’s not possible—“ He pushed him. “Where is she?” He yelled. “She’s at the hospital—" JJ walked back inside, grabbing his keys off the counter. “We can drive you there—” He ignored him, shaking and running towards his vehicle as fast as he could.
“JJ!” Kiara yelled, noticing him running towards them in the hallway. “Where— Where is she?” He looked around, searching for help through he crowd. “Where’s my girlfriend?” He asked, grabbing a nurse’s arm roughly with his sweaty hand. “Where is she? Where is Y/N L/N?” She looked scared, pushing him away. “I— Room 29.” He ran towards the elevator with Kiara by his side, not noticing his other friends following them. “This can’t be real, this can’t be fucking real, this can’t be real.” He murmured to himself, getting angry at the elevator for being too slow. “JJ, calm down.” Kiara murmured, stroking his back. Once they arrived, he went to the room, pushing everyone on his way to get inside. “Sir, get out of—“ He cursed at the nurse. “It’s his girlfriend!” Kiara said, trying to excuse his awful attitude. “Y/N…” JJ murmured, looking at you with watery eyes. You were barely breathing, had one arm broken and many cuts all over your face. “She’s probably not gonna make it.” The nurse whispered to Kiara, who started crying at the sight of you, the others waiting outside. JJ couldn’t believe it, holding your fragile hand in his and kissing it. “She lost too much blood—” The nurse paused. “A few broken ribs and—” JJ looked at her, tears starting to fall down his rosy cheeks. “She— She was pregnant.” She admitted, the sentence going straight to the blond’s broken heart. “Wha— What do you mean, she was?” The nurse looked down, walking closer. “I’m sorry, she lost the baby.” JJ looked back at you, breathing heavily. His head fell down as he cried. “I didn’t even— I didn’t know she was pregnant.” Kiara joined him. “She was about to tell you.” She said. “She called me yesterday.” JJ cried, asking you to wake up, again and again, but you never did. “I love you, Y/N.” He cried, kissing your cold hand. “I love you so much.”
It’s been weeks, months since you’ve been gone. “Hold on.” The blond boy said, noticing a beautiful woman from across the bar. “Who is she?” He asked, admiring you dancing. No one answered, unfortunately. He finished his drink, before walking towards you with determination. “I— Hey!” He said with enthusiasm, smiling at you. “Oh— Hey!” You replied with the same energy, a bit confused. “I’m JJ.” He continued, his sentence making you chuckle. “I know—” He smirked, your cheeks heating up. “I— I mean, i’m Y/N.” He couldn’t believe it, how gorgeous you were and how sweet your name sounded as it echoed through his mind. “Nice to meet you.” He said, gently grabbing your hand and placing a soft kiss to the back of it. “I’m gonna marry you, one day.” He said boldly, blaming the alcohol. “Oh— Wow.” You laughed lightly. “Is this really working on most girls?” You asked, blushing as he kept holding your hand. “Only the cute ones.” He winked, making you laugh again. “Well, i’m intrigued, JJ.” And then, at this exact moment when you pronounced his name, he knew your were the one. “What’s wrong?” You asked, frowning. “Nothing—” He smiled, shaking his head. “You’re— You’re just so fucking gorgeous.” — It’s been months, years since you’ve been gone. But you were still very present, in his heart and JJ Maybank, couldn’t forget about you.
A/N: :) yeah, i’m hurt too.
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obxcunt · 3 years
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YOU WANTED MORE FICS MAAM ITS MY JOB
Unforgettable.
pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader.
warnings: death, angst, fluff, mentions of sex, typos. 2,5K words.
summary: “How are we supposed to live after losing the only reason we had to?”
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“I’ve never been in love.” He lied to himself, the words hurting his throat on their way to his thin lips. “Never.” He repeated, looking at the sea with melancholy.
The young boy wasn’t good with words or emotions. It wasn’t easy for him to admit it, but he was heartbroken. “Fuck— It hurts. I see you everywhere, but can’t touch you anymore.” He murmured to himself, tears rolling down his cheeks. “Your laugh is haunting me…”
It’s been days, weeks since you’ve been gone. “Y/N, the bed feels cold without you next to me. I haven’t changed the sheets yet — i can’t do it, because your perfume is still all over it.” He sighed against the pillow, his arm searching for your body through the empty space next to him.
“I know it sounds ridiculous, but i’m waiting for you. I know you're not coming back home, but i’m still waiting for you everyday. I look at the bedroom’s door, countdown to three while closing my eyes and wait for you to come in.” He cried, silently. “You abandoned me, Y/N.”
He remained silent, sitting on the stairs with a bottle of whiskey in hands. “There’s no more light around me, you were the brightest star in my life and my world stopped shining as soon as you disappeared.” He looked at the pictures on the wall, drinking some more.
“Hey, look at this one!” You exclaimed, pointing at the clouded sky above the two of you. “It— It looks like a puppy.” JJ looked down at you, your small head resting against his chest. “You’re right.” He murmured, eyes filled with love. “Obviously.” You said, chuckling. — The blond boy cried in his car, listening to your playlist while looking at the grass where you both used to lay on for hours. And it was raining today, but the pouring rain couldn’t wash his sadness away.
The silence seemed so loud to him. He walked in the empty living room, throwing objects onto the floor while screaming at them, cursing at each memory they owned. “How are we supposed to live, after losing the only reason we had to?” He thought, falling apart.
“Don’t— Don’t do that!” You yelled. “Put me down, JJ!” You laughed, the blond boy running around the house while carrying you on his back. “Say the magic word.” He demanded, turning around and entering the bedroom. “Please!” He smirked to himself, throwing you on the unmade bed before hovering your body. “It wasn’t that bad, pretty girl.” You giggled at the nickname, shaking your head and pulling the boy into a soft kiss.
“You’re the most handsome man on planet earth, JJ Maybank.” You said, looking at him from behind as the boy stood in front of the bathroom sink. “I’m really not—“ He paused, glancing at your reflection in the mirror. “Don’t say that.” You continued, wrapping your tiny arms around his waist. “You’re amazing.” He turned around, both thumbs gently caressing your cheekbones as he looked straight at you. “And, i’m the luckiest guy on planet earth.” You grimaced, laughing lightly. “We are so cheesy…” He laughed with you. “Let’s do something more… naughty.” — JJ punched the bathroom’s mirror, cutting his knuckles through the impact. He whined in pain, the memories overwhelming him. He walked backwards, his back hitting the wall through a sigh. He looked at the sink with disgust, remembering how good it felt to have you so close to him. “JJ— Fuck, you’re so good." You moaned, head falling against the mirror while scratching his back. “Wait, I’m—" He laughed, losing balance and almost making you fall due to his rapid pace, the two of you laughing through another kiss.
“Hey, look at me.” You whispered, kneeling down in front of the blond’s legs while he was sitting on the couch, both hands holding his head as he murmured inaudible words. “What happened, JJ?” You asked, hands resting over the sobbing boy’s knees. “My dad—“ He paused, sniffing.“ He said, you were going to leave me, just like my mom.” He sighed, his back falling against the couch as you sat down on his lap, both arms moving around his neck. “Don’t listen to him. I— I’ll never leave you, never.” He didn’t hesitate, kissing you hard, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you even closer. “It’s you and me, against the world.” You added, making him smile. — JJ looked at the couch from across the room while sitting down on the floor, remembering everything. You promised him so many things, but you lied to him, you left him, you weren’t there anymore.
Everyone was worried, everyone tried to help him. However, he wasn’t ready to move on, ignoring their calls and texts while crying on the bedroom’s floor in the dark as he held your red sweater close to him. “You were supposed to come back to me, Y/N.” He said, looking at the window. “You were supposed to stay with me forever.”
His lips were moving slowly against yours, the morning light slightly coming through the curtains to illuminate the scene. “Shit—” You moaned softly, pulling his sweaty body against yours, your legs pushing his hips deeper in yours. His movements were slow, sensually pleasing as you both looked at each other intensely while feeling the pleasure taking over. “I— I love you.” You murmured for the first time, tears emerging from the corner of your eyes. His blue eyes widened, his heart melting at your words. “I— I love you more, Y/N.”
“You’re an asshole!” You yelled at him. “I— I’ve done so much for you, you’ve been together for a year and you’re still pushing me away, JJ!” You cried, searching for your bag. “Wha— What are you doing?” He asked, looking at you with panic as you started packing. “You— What are you doing, Y/N?” You ignored him, putting a few clothes in the bag. “You’re not gonna leave.” He shook his head through the drunkenness. “I’m going to Kiara’s house.” You said, walking towards the bathroom. “You can’t leave me.” He followed you, closing the bedroom door before you had the chance to leave the room. “Let me— Please, JJ.” You murmured, eyes red and tired. “I can’t do this anymore.” He felt his heart breaking against his chest. “What do you mean, we—” He paused, crying and searching for your eyes as you looked away. “I— I love you, Y/N.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. “I’m really sorry for being such a mess—“ He wiped the tears, trying to remain calm. “You’re everything to me, don’t leave me.” You looked at him again, unable to imagine your life without the man you loved. “I love you, JJ. But this isn’t working anymore.” He shook his head, huffing hard. “I’ll change, i’ll do anything for you, please.” You sighed. “I— I don’t want to leave either, but—” He kissed you, pushing you against the door through the kiss, both hands gripping on your thighs as you jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist, letting him carry you to the bed. “I love you, i’m sorry.”
“Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…” You whispered. “Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…” You repeated, wrapping your arms around his sleepy body. “Wake up, JJ.” You whined, moving on his back, making him groan against his pillow. “You’re so heavy.” He murmured, making you laugh as you moved from his back to lay next to him. “Take care of me…” He smirked, opening his eyes to look at you, admiring the morning glow you always had. “Needy.” You pouted, hiding under the sheets like a little kid. “I’ll remember that, JJ.” He laughed, before moving under the sheets to find you, hovering your body as you both giggled through another passionate kiss. “You can’t be mad at me.” He said, kissing your belly, slowly moving down between your legs. “JJ—“ You moaned, looking at the love of your life kissing your bruised thighs. “Happy birthday, baby.”
The boys remained silent, all looking at their blond friend slowly — but surely, fading away. They wanted to do something, they wanted to bring you back to him. “I— I miss her so much.” He looked at the fire, remembering their nights here, at the Chateau. “I can’t do this anymore.” The boys frowned, looking at him. “You have to keep fighting, JJ!” He chuckled at them. “I lost the love— I lost the love of my life.” He chuckled before breaking down again, talking through the tears. “She— She was the love of my life.”
It was raining again, and late at night. Pope noticed someone outside, in the backyard. He walked out, sighing at the sight of his friend, walking towards the beach. “What are you doing, JJ?” He asked, following the blond boy. “It’s late, you should—” He paused, looking at him sitting down into the sand. “I’m waiting for her.” Pope sighed, feeling devastated by his friend’s sadness and delusional thoughts. “JJ…” He walked closer, grimacing at the smell of alcohol coming from him. “She’s— Y/N, she’s not coming back.” JJ remained silent, looking at the waves from afar. “She’s go—” The blond boy groaned. “She’s coming back soon!” He shouted, turning towards him. “She’s— She’s coming back, she promised—” JJ paused, breathing heavily. “She’s just— She’s on her way.” He nodded at his own words, smirking. Pope knew it was too late, he wasn’t going to change his mind. “Maybe— Maybe you could wait for her inside, huh?” JJ shook his head, looking back at the sea, ignoring how cold it was outside, since he had so much alcohol in his veins. “Alright.” Pope said, sitting down next to his best friend. “I’ll wait with you.” JJ smiled sadly, looking at his friend. “She’s— She’s coming.” He repeated, smiling. “Look,” He pointed at the bracelet on his wrist. “She made it for me, she’s the best.” Pope sighed, placing his hand on his shoulder. “Yeah— Yes... She was.” JJ looked at the accessory around his wrist, tears rolling down his cheeks again. “She—“ He looked back at Pope. “She’s not coming back, right?” Pope shook his head lightly, which made him cry harder. “But— She promised.” He swallowed hard, breathing with difficulty. “It’s all my fault.” Pope frowned, shaking his shoulder. “It’s not your fault, JJ.” The blond boy wiped his nose, shaking. “It was an accident.”
“Y/N!” He yelled through the phone. “I got the job! I got the job!” You started screaming with him, holding the cellphone close to your ear. “Oh my god, JJ!” You smiled. “I’m so happy for you, i’m so proud—“ He interrupted you. “I— I need you, right now.” You laughed, looking at the clock on the wall. “Come back home, we need to celebrate.” You sighed, noticing the rain outside, it was a bit risky but you wanted to see him. “Alright, i’ll be there soon.” You said, grabbing the keys off the table. “Really? But, what about your friends? You don’t have to come back for me—” You laughed, putting on your jacket. “I was just joking— I mean, you have no idea how much i miss you but—” You laughed at him again. “Relax, it’s fine. I wanna see you, it’s important, we need to celebrate and—” You sighed, touching your belly. “I— I miss you so much.” JJ smiled to himself, overwhelmed by how much he loved you. “I’ll be there in an hour, i promise.” You opened the front door. “I love you, Y/N.” He said, almost in a whisper. “I love you more, JJ.”
“Fuck— Finally.” He whispered, leaving the couch to open the door. “Hey, baby—” He paused, noticing Shoupe and another police officer on the porch. “Wha— What’s going on?” He asked. “Can we talk to you for a minute, JJ?” Shoupe asked through the thunder. “Why are you here?” He sighed, looking at his colleague. “It’s about your girlfriend, Y/N—” He paused, noticing how pale the blond boy had become. “She’s— She got into a car accident.” JJ shook his head. “No, no, no.” He chuckled nervously. “It’s not possible—“ He pushed him. “Where is she?” He yelled. “She’s at the hospital—" JJ walked back inside, grabbing his keys off the counter. “We can drive you there—” He ignored him, shaking and running towards his vehicle as fast as he could.
“JJ!” Kiara yelled, noticing him running towards them in the hallway. “Where— Where is she?” He looked around, searching for help through he crowd. “Where’s my girlfriend?” He asked, grabbing a nurse’s arm roughly with his sweaty hand. “Where is she? Where is Y/N L/N?” She looked scared, pushing him away. “I— Room 29.” He ran towards the elevator with Kiara by his side, not noticing his other friends following them. “This can’t be real, this can’t be fucking real, this can’t be real.” He murmured to himself, getting angry at the elevator for being too slow. “JJ, calm down.” Kiara murmured, stroking his back. Once they arrived, he went to the room, pushing everyone on his way to get inside. “Sir, get out of—“ He cursed at the nurse. “It’s his girlfriend!” Kiara said, trying to excuse his awful attitude. “Y/N…” JJ murmured, looking at you with watery eyes. You were barely breathing, had one arm broken and many cuts all over your face. “She’s probably not gonna make it.” The nurse whispered to Kiara, who started crying at the sight of you, the others waiting outside. JJ couldn’t believe it, holding your fragile hand in his and kissing it. “She lost too much blood—” The nurse paused. “A few broken ribs and—” JJ looked at her, tears starting to fall down his rosy cheeks. “She— She was pregnant.” She admitted, the sentence going straight to the blond’s broken heart. “Wha— What do you mean, she was?” The nurse looked down, walking closer. “I’m sorry, she lost the baby.” JJ looked back at you, breathing heavily. His head fell down as he cried. “I didn’t even— I didn’t know she was pregnant.” Kiara joined him. “She was about to tell you.” She said. “She called me yesterday.” JJ cried, asking you to wake up, again and again, but you never did. “I love you, Y/N.” He cried, kissing your cold hand. “I love you so much.”
It’s been weeks, months since you’ve been gone. “Hold on.” The blond boy said, noticing a beautiful woman from across the bar. “Who is she?” He asked, admiring you dancing. No one answered, unfortunately. He finished his drink, before walking towards you with determination. “I— Hey!” He said with enthusiasm, smiling at you. “Oh— Hey!” You replied with the same energy, a bit confused. “I’m JJ.” He continued, his sentence making you chuckle. “I know—” He smirked, your cheeks heating up. “I— I mean, i’m Y/N.” He couldn’t believe it, how gorgeous you were and how sweet your name sounded as it echoed through his mind. “Nice to meet you.” He said, gently grabbing your hand and placing a soft kiss to the back of it. “I’m gonna marry you, one day.” He said boldly, blaming the alcohol. “Oh— Wow.” You laughed lightly. “Is this really working on most girls?” You asked, blushing as he kept holding your hand. “Only the cute ones.” He winked, making you laugh again. “Well, i’m intrigued, JJ.” And then, at this exact moment when you pronounced his name, he knew your were the one. “What’s wrong?” You asked, frowning. “Nothing—” He smiled, shaking his head. “You’re— You’re just so fucking gorgeous.” — It’s been months, years since you’ve been gone. But you were still very present, in his heart and JJ Maybank, couldn’t forget about you.
A/N: :) yeah, i’m hurt too.
let me know what you think of this fic babes!
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obxcunt · 3 years
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ngl i cried while writing it
Unforgettable.
pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader.
warnings: death, angst, fluff, mentions of sex, typos. 2,5K words.
summary: “How are we supposed to live after losing the only reason we had to?”
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“I’ve never been in love.” He lied to himself, the words hurting his throat on their way to his thin lips. “Never.” He repeated, looking at the sea with melancholy.
The young boy wasn’t good with words or emotions. It wasn’t easy for him to admit it, but he was heartbroken. “Fuck— It hurts. I see you everywhere, but can’t touch you anymore.” He murmured to himself, tears rolling down his cheeks. “Your laugh is haunting me…”
It’s been days, weeks since you’ve been gone. “Y/N, the bed feels cold without you next to me. I haven’t changed the sheets yet — i can’t do it, because your perfume is still all over it.” He sighed against the pillow, his arm searching for your body through the empty space next to him.
“I know it sounds ridiculous, but i’m waiting for you. I know you're not coming back home, but i’m still waiting for you everyday. I look at the bedroom’s door, countdown to three while closing my eyes and wait for you to come in.” He cried, silently. “You abandoned me, Y/N.”
He remained silent, sitting on the stairs with a bottle of whiskey in hands. “There’s no more light around me, you were the brightest star in my life and my world stopped shining as soon as you disappeared.” He looked at the pictures on the wall, drinking some more.
“Hey, look at this one!” You exclaimed, pointing at the clouded sky above the two of you. “It— It looks like a puppy.” JJ looked down at you, your small head resting against his chest. “You’re right.” He murmured, eyes filled with love. “Obviously.” You said, chuckling. — The blond boy cried in his car, listening to your playlist while looking at the grass where you both used to lay on for hours. And it was raining today, but the pouring rain couldn’t wash his sadness away.
The silence seemed so loud to him. He walked in the empty living room, throwing objects onto the floor while screaming at them, cursing at each memory they owned. “How are we supposed to live, after losing the only reason we had to?” He thought, falling apart.
“Don’t— Don’t do that!” You yelled. “Put me down, JJ!” You laughed, the blond boy running around the house while carrying you on his back. “Say the magic word.” He demanded, turning around and entering the bedroom. “Please!” He smirked to himself, throwing you on the unmade bed before hovering your body. “It wasn’t that bad, pretty girl.” You giggled at the nickname, shaking your head and pulling the boy into a soft kiss.
“You’re the most handsome man on planet earth, JJ Maybank.” You said, looking at him from behind as the boy stood in front of the bathroom sink. “I’m really not—“ He paused, glancing at your reflection in the mirror. “Don’t say that.” You continued, wrapping your tiny arms around his waist. “You’re amazing.” He turned around, both thumbs gently caressing your cheekbones as he looked straight at you. “And, i’m the luckiest guy on planet earth.” You grimaced, laughing lightly. “We are so cheesy…” He laughed with you. “Let’s do something more… naughty.” — JJ punched the bathroom’s mirror, cutting his knuckles through the impact. He whined in pain, the memories overwhelming him. He walked backwards, his back hitting the wall through a sigh. He looked at the sink with disgust, remembering how good it felt to have you so close to him. “JJ— Fuck, you’re so good." You moaned, head falling against the mirror while scratching his back. “Wait, I’m—" He laughed, losing balance and almost making you fall due to his rapid pace, the two of you laughing through another kiss.
“Hey, look at me.” You whispered, kneeling down in front of the blond’s legs while he was sitting on the couch, both hands holding his head as he murmured inaudible words. “What happened, JJ?” You asked, hands resting over the sobbing boy’s knees. “My dad—“ He paused, sniffing.“ He said, you were going to leave me, just like my mom.” He sighed, his back falling against the couch as you sat down on his lap, both arms moving around his neck. “Don’t listen to him. I— I’ll never leave you, never.” He didn’t hesitate, kissing you hard, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you even closer. “It’s you and me, against the world.” You added, making him smile. — JJ looked at the couch from across the room while sitting down on the floor, remembering everything. You promised him so many things, but you lied to him, you left him, you weren’t there anymore.
Everyone was worried, everyone tried to help him. However, he wasn’t ready to move on, ignoring their calls and texts while crying on the bedroom’s floor in the dark as he held your red sweater close to him. “You were supposed to come back to me, Y/N.” He said, looking at the window. “You were supposed to stay with me forever.”
His lips were moving slowly against yours, the morning light slightly coming through the curtains to illuminate the scene. “Shit—” You moaned softly, pulling his sweaty body against yours, your legs pushing his hips deeper in yours. His movements were slow, sensually pleasing as you both looked at each other intensely while feeling the pleasure taking over. “I— I love you.” You murmured for the first time, tears emerging from the corner of your eyes. His blue eyes widened, his heart melting at your words. “I— I love you more, Y/N.”
“You’re an asshole!” You yelled at him. “I— I’ve done so much for you, you’ve been together for a year and you’re still pushing me away, JJ!” You cried, searching for your bag. “Wha— What are you doing?” He asked, looking at you with panic as you started packing. “You— What are you doing, Y/N?” You ignored him, putting a few clothes in the bag. “You’re not gonna leave.” He shook his head through the drunkenness. “I’m going to Kiara’s house.” You said, walking towards the bathroom. “You can’t leave me.” He followed you, closing the bedroom door before you had the chance to leave the room. “Let me— Please, JJ.” You murmured, eyes red and tired. “I can’t do this anymore.” He felt his heart breaking against his chest. “What do you mean, we—” He paused, crying and searching for your eyes as you looked away. “I— I love you, Y/N.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. “I’m really sorry for being such a mess—“ He wiped the tears, trying to remain calm. “You’re everything to me, don’t leave me.” You looked at him again, unable to imagine your life without the man you loved. “I love you, JJ. But this isn’t working anymore.” He shook his head, huffing hard. “I’ll change, i’ll do anything for you, please.” You sighed. “I— I don’t want to leave either, but—” He kissed you, pushing you against the door through the kiss, both hands gripping on your thighs as you jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist, letting him carry you to the bed. “I love you, i’m sorry.”
“Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…” You whispered. “Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…” You repeated, wrapping your arms around his sleepy body. “Wake up, JJ.” You whined, moving on his back, making him groan against his pillow. “You’re so heavy.” He murmured, making you laugh as you moved from his back to lay next to him. “Take care of me…” He smirked, opening his eyes to look at you, admiring the morning glow you always had. “Needy.” You pouted, hiding under the sheets like a little kid. “I’ll remember that, JJ.” He laughed, before moving under the sheets to find you, hovering your body as you both giggled through another passionate kiss. “You can’t be mad at me.” He said, kissing your belly, slowly moving down between your legs. “JJ—“ You moaned, looking at the love of your life kissing your bruised thighs. “Happy birthday, baby.”
The boys remained silent, all looking at their blond friend slowly — but surely, fading away. They wanted to do something, they wanted to bring you back to him. “I— I miss her so much.” He looked at the fire, remembering their nights here, at the Chateau. “I can’t do this anymore.” The boys frowned, looking at him. “You have to keep fighting, JJ!” He chuckled at them. “I lost the love— I lost the love of my life.” He chuckled before breaking down again, talking through the tears. “She— She was the love of my life.”
It was raining again, and late at night. Pope noticed someone outside, in the backyard. He walked out, sighing at the sight of his friend, walking towards the beach. “What are you doing, JJ?” He asked, following the blond boy. “It’s late, you should—” He paused, looking at him sitting down into the sand. “I’m waiting for her.” Pope sighed, feeling devastated by his friend’s sadness and delusional thoughts. “JJ…” He walked closer, grimacing at the smell of alcohol coming from him. “She’s— Y/N, she’s not coming back.” JJ remained silent, looking at the waves from afar. “She’s go—” The blond boy groaned. “She’s coming back soon!” He shouted, turning towards him. “She’s— She’s coming back, she promised—” JJ paused, breathing heavily. “She’s just— She’s on her way.” He nodded at his own words, smirking. Pope knew it was too late, he wasn’t going to change his mind. “Maybe— Maybe you could wait for her inside, huh?” JJ shook his head, looking back at the sea, ignoring how cold it was outside, since he had so much alcohol in his veins. “Alright.” Pope said, sitting down next to his best friend. “I’ll wait with you.” JJ smiled sadly, looking at his friend. “She’s— She’s coming.” He repeated, smiling. “Look,” He pointed at the bracelet on his wrist. “She made it for me, she’s the best.” Pope sighed, placing his hand on his shoulder. “Yeah— Yes... She was.” JJ looked at the accessory around his wrist, tears rolling down his cheeks again. “She—“ He looked back at Pope. “She’s not coming back, right?” Pope shook his head lightly, which made him cry harder. “But— She promised.” He swallowed hard, breathing with difficulty. “It’s all my fault.” Pope frowned, shaking his shoulder. “It’s not your fault, JJ.” The blond boy wiped his nose, shaking. “It was an accident.”
“Y/N!” He yelled through the phone. “I got the job! I got the job!” You started screaming with him, holding the cellphone close to your ear. “Oh my god, JJ!” You smiled. “I’m so happy for you, i’m so proud—“ He interrupted you. “I— I need you, right now.” You laughed, looking at the clock on the wall. “Come back home, we need to celebrate.” You sighed, noticing the rain outside, it was a bit risky but you wanted to see him. “Alright, i’ll be there soon.” You said, grabbing the keys off the table. “Really? But, what about your friends? You don’t have to come back for me—” You laughed, putting on your jacket. “I was just joking— I mean, you have no idea how much i miss you but—” You laughed at him again. “Relax, it’s fine. I wanna see you, it’s important, we need to celebrate and—” You sighed, touching your belly. “I— I miss you so much.” JJ smiled to himself, overwhelmed by how much he loved you. “I’ll be there in an hour, i promise.” You opened the front door. “I love you, Y/N.” He said, almost in a whisper. “I love you more, JJ.”
“Fuck— Finally.” He whispered, leaving the couch to open the door. “Hey, baby—” He paused, noticing Shoupe and another police officer on the porch. “Wha— What’s going on?” He asked. “Can we talk to you for a minute, JJ?” Shoupe asked through the thunder. “Why are you here?” He sighed, looking at his colleague. “It’s about your girlfriend, Y/N—” He paused, noticing how pale the blond boy had become. “She’s— She got into a car accident.” JJ shook his head. “No, no, no.” He chuckled nervously. “It’s not possible—“ He pushed him. “Where is she?” He yelled. “She’s at the hospital—" JJ walked back inside, grabbing his keys off the counter. “We can drive you there—” He ignored him, shaking and running towards his vehicle as fast as he could.
“JJ!” Kiara yelled, noticing him running towards them in the hallway. “Where— Where is she?” He looked around, searching for help through he crowd. “Where’s my girlfriend?” He asked, grabbing a nurse’s arm roughly with his sweaty hand. “Where is she? Where is Y/N L/N?” She looked scared, pushing him away. “I— Room 29.” He ran towards the elevator with Kiara by his side, not noticing his other friends following them. “This can’t be real, this can’t be fucking real, this can’t be real.” He murmured to himself, getting angry at the elevator for being too slow. “JJ, calm down.” Kiara murmured, stroking his back. Once they arrived, he went to the room, pushing everyone on his way to get inside. “Sir, get out of—“ He cursed at the nurse. “It’s his girlfriend!” Kiara said, trying to excuse his awful attitude. “Y/N…” JJ murmured, looking at you with watery eyes. You were barely breathing, had one arm broken and many cuts all over your face. “She’s probably not gonna make it.” The nurse whispered to Kiara, who started crying at the sight of you, the others waiting outside. JJ couldn’t believe it, holding your fragile hand in his and kissing it. “She lost too much blood—” The nurse paused. “A few broken ribs and—” JJ looked at her, tears starting to fall down his rosy cheeks. “She— She was pregnant.” She admitted, the sentence going straight to the blond’s broken heart. “Wha— What do you mean, she was?” The nurse looked down, walking closer. “I’m sorry, she lost the baby.” JJ looked back at you, breathing heavily. His head fell down as he cried. “I didn’t even— I didn’t know she was pregnant.” Kiara joined him. “She was about to tell you.” She said. “She called me yesterday.” JJ cried, asking you to wake up, again and again, but you never did. “I love you, Y/N.” He cried, kissing your cold hand. “I love you so much.”
It’s been weeks, months since you’ve been gone. “Hold on.” The blond boy said, noticing a beautiful woman from across the bar. “Who is she?” He asked, admiring you dancing. No one answered, unfortunately. He finished his drink, before walking towards you with determination. “I— Hey!” He said with enthusiasm, smiling at you. “Oh— Hey!” You replied with the same energy, a bit confused. “I’m JJ.” He continued, his sentence making you chuckle. “I know—” He smirked, your cheeks heating up. “I— I mean, i’m Y/N.” He couldn’t believe it, how gorgeous you were and how sweet your name sounded as it echoed through his mind. “Nice to meet you.” He said, gently grabbing your hand and placing a soft kiss to the back of it. “I’m gonna marry you, one day.” He said boldly, blaming the alcohol. “Oh— Wow.” You laughed lightly. “Is this really working on most girls?” You asked, blushing as he kept holding your hand. “Only the cute ones.” He winked, making you laugh again. “Well, i’m intrigued, JJ.” And then, at this exact moment when you pronounced his name, he knew your were the one. “What’s wrong?” You asked, frowning. “Nothing—” He smiled, shaking his head. “You’re— You’re just so fucking gorgeous.” — It’s been months, years since you’ve been gone. But you were still very present, in his heart and JJ Maybank, couldn’t forget about you.
A/N: :) yeah.
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Unforgettable.
pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader.
warnings: death, angst, fluff, mentions of sex, typos. 2,5K words.
summary: “How are we supposed to live after losing the only reason we had to?”
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“I’ve never been in love.” He lied to himself, the words hurting his throat on their way to his thin lips. “Never.” He repeated, looking at the sea with melancholy.
The young boy wasn’t good with words or emotions. It wasn’t easy for him to admit it, but he was heartbroken. “Fuck— It hurts. I see you everywhere, but can’t touch you anymore.” He murmured to himself, tears rolling down his cheeks. “Your laugh is haunting me…”
It’s been days, weeks since you’ve been gone. “Y/N, the bed feels cold without you next to me. I haven’t changed the sheets yet — i can’t do it, because your perfume is still all over it.” He sighed against the pillow, his arm searching for your body through the empty space next to him.
“I know it sounds ridiculous, but i’m waiting for you. I know you're not coming back home, but i’m still waiting for you everyday. I look at the bedroom’s door, countdown to three while closing my eyes and wait for you to come in.” He cried, silently. “You abandoned me, Y/N.”
He remained silent, sitting on the stairs with a bottle of whiskey in hands. “There’s no more light around me, you were the brightest star in my life and my world stopped shining as soon as you disappeared.” He looked at the pictures on the wall, drinking some more.
“Hey, look at this one!” You exclaimed, pointing at the clouded sky above the two of you. “It— It looks like a puppy.” JJ looked down at you, your small head resting against his chest. “You’re right.” He murmured, eyes filled with love. “Obviously.” You said, chuckling. — The blond boy cried in his car, listening to your playlist while looking at the grass where you both used to lay on for hours. And it was raining today, but the pouring rain couldn’t wash his sadness away.
The silence seemed so loud to him. He walked in the empty living room, throwing objects onto the floor while screaming at them, cursing at each memory they owned. “How are we supposed to live, after losing the only reason we had to?” He thought, falling apart.
“Don’t— Don’t do that!” You yelled. “Put me down, JJ!” You laughed, the blond boy running around the house while carrying you on his back. “Say the magic word.” He demanded, turning around and entering the bedroom. “Please!” He smirked to himself, throwing you on the unmade bed before hovering your body. “It wasn’t that bad, pretty girl.” You giggled at the nickname, shaking your head and pulling the boy into a soft kiss.
“You’re the most handsome man on planet earth, JJ Maybank.” You said, looking at him from behind as the boy stood in front of the bathroom sink. “I’m really not—“ He paused, glancing at your reflection in the mirror. “Don’t say that.” You continued, wrapping your tiny arms around his waist. “You’re amazing.” He turned around, both thumbs gently caressing your cheekbones as he looked straight at you. “And, i’m the luckiest guy on planet earth.” You grimaced, laughing lightly. “We are so cheesy…” He laughed with you. “Let’s do something more… naughty.” — JJ punched the bathroom’s mirror, cutting his knuckles through the impact. He whined in pain, the memories overwhelming him. He walked backwards, his back hitting the wall through a sigh. He looked at the sink with disgust, remembering how good it felt to have you so close to him. “JJ— Fuck, you’re so good." You moaned, head falling against the mirror while scratching his back. “Wait, I’m—" He laughed, losing balance and almost making you fall due to his rapid pace, the two of you laughing through another kiss.
“Hey, look at me.” You whispered, kneeling down in front of the blond’s legs while he was sitting on the couch, both hands holding his head as he murmured inaudible words. “What happened, JJ?” You asked, hands resting over the sobbing boy’s knees. “My dad—“ He paused, sniffing.“ He said, you were going to leave me, just like my mom.” He sighed, his back falling against the couch as you sat down on his lap, both arms moving around his neck. “Don’t listen to him. I— I’ll never leave you, never.” He didn’t hesitate, kissing you hard, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you even closer. “It’s you and me, against the world.” You added, making him smile. — JJ looked at the couch from across the room while sitting down on the floor, remembering everything. You promised him so many things, but you lied to him, you left him, you weren’t there anymore.
Everyone was worried, everyone tried to help him. However, he wasn’t ready to move on, ignoring their calls and texts while crying on the bedroom’s floor in the dark as he held your red sweater close to him. “You were supposed to come back to me, Y/N.” He said, looking at the window. “You were supposed to stay with me forever.”
His lips were moving slowly against yours, the morning light slightly coming through the curtains to illuminate the scene. “Shit—” You moaned softly, pulling his sweaty body against yours, your legs pushing his hips deeper in yours. His movements were slow, sensually pleasing as you both looked at each other intensely while feeling the pleasure taking over. “I— I love you.” You murmured for the first time, tears emerging from the corner of your eyes. His blue eyes widened, his heart melting at your words. “I— I love you more, Y/N.”
“You’re an asshole!” You yelled at him. “I— I’ve done so much for you, you’ve been together for a year and you’re still pushing me away, JJ!” You cried, searching for your bag. “Wha— What are you doing?” He asked, looking at you with panic as you started packing. “You— What are you doing, Y/N?” You ignored him, putting a few clothes in the bag. “You’re not gonna leave.” He shook his head through the drunkenness. “I’m going to Kiara’s house.” You said, walking towards the bathroom. “You can’t leave me.” He followed you, closing the bedroom door before you had the chance to leave the room. “Let me— Please, JJ.” You murmured, eyes red and tired. “I can’t do this anymore.” He felt his heart breaking against his chest. “What do you mean, we—” He paused, crying and searching for your eyes as you looked away. “I— I love you, Y/N.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. “I’m really sorry for being such a mess—“ He wiped the tears, trying to remain calm. “You’re everything to me, don’t leave me.” You looked at him again, unable to imagine your life without the man you loved. “I love you, JJ. But this isn’t working anymore.” He shook his head, huffing hard. “I’ll change, i’ll do anything for you, please.” You sighed. “I— I don’t want to leave either, but—” He kissed you, pushing you against the door through the kiss, both hands gripping on your thighs as you jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist, letting him carry you to the bed. “I love you, i’m sorry.”
“Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…” You whispered. “Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…” You repeated, wrapping your arms around his sleepy body. “Wake up, JJ.” You whined, moving on his back, making him groan against his pillow. “You’re so heavy.” He murmured, making you laugh as you moved from his back to lay next to him. “Take care of me…” He smirked, opening his eyes to look at you, admiring the morning glow you always had. “Needy.” You pouted, hiding under the sheets like a little kid. “I’ll remember that, JJ.” He laughed, before moving under the sheets to find you, hovering your body as you both giggled through another passionate kiss. “You can’t be mad at me.” He said, kissing your belly, slowly moving down between your legs. “JJ—“ You moaned, looking at the love of your life kissing your bruised thighs. “Happy birthday, baby.”
The boys remained silent, all looking at their blond friend slowly — but surely, fading away. They wanted to do something, they wanted to bring you back to him. “I— I miss her so much.” He looked at the fire, remembering their nights here, at the Chateau. “I can’t do this anymore.” The boys frowned, looking at him. “You have to keep fighting, JJ!” He chuckled at them. “I lost the love— I lost the love of my life.” He chuckled before breaking down again, talking through the tears. “She— She was the love of my life.”
It was raining again, and late at night. Pope noticed someone outside, in the backyard. He walked out, sighing at the sight of his friend, walking towards the beach. “What are you doing, JJ?” He asked, following the blond boy. “It’s late, you should—” He paused, looking at him sitting down into the sand. “I’m waiting for her.” Pope sighed, feeling devastated by his friend’s sadness and delusional thoughts. “JJ…” He walked closer, grimacing at the smell of alcohol coming from him. “She’s— Y/N, she’s not coming back.” JJ remained silent, looking at the waves from afar. “She’s go—” The blond boy groaned. “She’s coming back soon!” He shouted, turning towards him. “She’s— She’s coming back, she promised—” JJ paused, breathing heavily. “She’s just— She’s on her way.” He nodded at his own words, smirking. Pope knew it was too late, he wasn’t going to change his mind. “Maybe— Maybe you could wait for her inside, huh?” JJ shook his head, looking back at the sea, ignoring how cold it was outside, since he had so much alcohol in his veins. “Alright.” Pope said, sitting down next to his best friend. “I’ll wait with you.” JJ smiled sadly, looking at his friend. “She’s— She’s coming.” He repeated, smiling. “Look,” He pointed at the bracelet on his wrist. “She made it for me, she’s the best.” Pope sighed, placing his hand on his shoulder. “Yeah— Yes... She was.” JJ looked at the accessory around his wrist, tears rolling down his cheeks again. “She—“ He looked back at Pope. “She’s not coming back, right?” Pope shook his head lightly, which made him cry harder. “But— She promised.” He swallowed hard, breathing with difficulty. “It’s all my fault.” Pope frowned, shaking his shoulder. “It’s not your fault, JJ.” The blond boy wiped his nose, shaking. “It was an accident.”
“Y/N!” He yelled through the phone. “I got the job! I got the job!” You started screaming with him, holding the cellphone close to your ear. “Oh my god, JJ!” You smiled. “I’m so happy for you, i’m so proud—“ He interrupted you. “I— I need you, right now.” You laughed, looking at the clock on the wall. “Come back home, we need to celebrate.” You sighed, noticing the rain outside, it was a bit risky but you wanted to see him. “Alright, i’ll be there soon.” You said, grabbing the keys off the table. “Really? But, what about your friends? You don’t have to come back for me—” You laughed, putting on your jacket. “I was just joking— I mean, you have no idea how much i miss you but—” You laughed at him again. “Relax, it’s fine. I wanna see you, it’s important, we need to celebrate and—” You sighed, touching your belly. “I— I miss you so much.” JJ smiled to himself, overwhelmed by how much he loved you. “I’ll be there in an hour, i promise.” You opened the front door. “I love you, Y/N.” He said, almost in a whisper. “I love you more, JJ.”
“Fuck— Finally.” He whispered, leaving the couch to open the door. “Hey, baby—” He paused, noticing Shoupe and another police officer on the porch. “Wha— What’s going on?” He asked. “Can we talk to you for a minute, JJ?” Shoupe asked through the thunder. “Why are you here?” He sighed, looking at his colleague. “It’s about your girlfriend, Y/N—” He paused, noticing how pale the blond boy had become. “She’s— She got into a car accident.” JJ shook his head. “No, no, no.” He chuckled nervously. “It’s not possible—“ He pushed him. “Where is she?” He yelled. “She’s at the hospital—" JJ walked back inside, grabbing his keys off the counter. “We can drive you there—” He ignored him, shaking and running towards his vehicle as fast as he could.
“JJ!” Kiara yelled, noticing him running towards them in the hallway. “Where— Where is she?” He looked around, searching for help through he crowd. “Where’s my girlfriend?” He asked, grabbing a nurse’s arm roughly with his sweaty hand. “Where is she? Where is Y/N L/N?” She looked scared, pushing him away. “I— Room 29.” He ran towards the elevator with Kiara by his side, not noticing his other friends following them. “This can’t be real, this can’t be fucking real, this can’t be real.” He murmured to himself, getting angry at the elevator for being too slow. “JJ, calm down.” Kiara murmured, stroking his back. Once they arrived, he went to the room, pushing everyone on his way to get inside. “Sir, get out of—“ He cursed at the nurse. “It’s his girlfriend!” Kiara said, trying to excuse his awful attitude. “Y/N…” JJ murmured, looking at you with watery eyes. You were barely breathing, had one arm broken and many cuts all over your face. “She’s probably not gonna make it.” The nurse whispered to Kiara, who started crying at the sight of you, the others waiting outside. JJ couldn’t believe it, holding your fragile hand in his and kissing it. “She lost too much blood—” The nurse paused. “A few broken ribs and—” JJ looked at her, tears starting to fall down his rosy cheeks. “She— She was pregnant.” She admitted, the sentence going straight to the blond’s broken heart. “Wha— What do you mean, she was?” The nurse looked down, walking closer. “I’m sorry, she lost the baby.” JJ looked back at you, breathing heavily. His head fell down as he cried. “I didn’t even— I didn’t know she was pregnant.” Kiara joined him. “She was about to tell you.” She said. “She called me yesterday.” JJ cried, asking you to wake up, again and again, but you never did. “I love you, Y/N.” He cried, kissing your cold hand. “I love you so much.”
It’s been weeks, months since you’ve been gone. “Hold on.” The blond boy said, noticing a beautiful woman from across the bar. “Who is she?” He asked, admiring you dancing. No one answered, unfortunately. He finished his drink, before walking towards you with determination. “I— Hey!” He said with enthusiasm, smiling at you. “Oh— Hey!” You replied with the same energy, a bit confused. “I’m JJ.” He continued, his sentence making you chuckle. “I know—” He smirked, your cheeks heating up. “I— I mean, i’m Y/N.” He couldn’t believe it, how gorgeous you were and how sweet your name sounded as it echoed through his mind. “Nice to meet you.” He said, gently grabbing your hand and placing a soft kiss to the back of it. “I’m gonna marry you, one day.” He said boldly, blaming the alcohol. “Oh— Wow.” You laughed lightly. “Is this really working on most girls?” You asked, blushing as he kept holding your hand. “Only the cute ones.” He winked, making you laugh again. “Well, i’m intrigued, JJ.” And then, at this exact moment when you pronounced his name, he knew your were the one. “What’s wrong?” You asked, frowning. “Nothing—” He smiled, shaking his head. “You’re— You’re just so fucking gorgeous.” — It’s been months, years since you’ve been gone. But you were still very present, in his heart and JJ Maybank, couldn’t forget about you.
A/N: :) yeah.
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