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infictionalwonderland · 1 year

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pairings: kiara x fem!reader, jj x fem!reader

warnings: angst, unrequited love, shame around sexuality, MORE ANGGSST, sad kie:(, sad lesbian feels

SUMMARY, kie loves you.. but you’re not hers.

Kiara knows what it’s like to be loved by you.

She knows the warmth of your tights hugs, she knows the delightful scent of your perfume that, without fail, sends butterflies dancing with their hands tie into her stomach. She knows the late night conversations about anything and everything, she knows that concern you have from the people you love — all doe eyed and concerned with a pretty pout. She knows the compliments you give, the ones which make her feel weak in the knees. She knows the joyous, infectious tune of your laughter that she replays in her head when she’s sad. She knows it — knows you.

Kiara Carrera knows what being loved by you feels like.

But it’s not the type of love she wants to know.

Sometimes… sometimes, when she’s not in her right mind, she’ll watch you and JJ.. how you are with each other. She watches the way he pulls you into his lap constantly as though he always needs to be touching you (she doesn’t blame him), his arm wind around your waist and you look as happy as ever in his lap. She watches the soft kisses you each press to each others forehead. Watches the childlike giggling the can only be described as that of two teenagers hopelessly enamoured with one another.

The rest of the Pogues tease them all the time, jokingly disgusted with the PDA but they’ll turn their heads with smiles at the end of the day, knowing their friends are happy and in love.

Kie doesn’t feel that way.

It’s horrible of her — she knows, god, does she know. She’s had this argument with her stupid fucking brain so many times as she lay awake in the dead of night. You’re both her best friends, she needs to be happy for you. She should be. She is, even!

(She’s not)

Her heart cracks every time she watches the way you fall back into the embrace of the boy you love while she’s left pining for you. She mentally screams at the way you press kisses all over his faces and then finish at his lips while he’s looking up at you like you hung for fucking moon and sun. The smile that you wear upon even just glancing at him is enough to tear apart her broken and tattered heart — you never glance at her like that. You will never.

Kiara knows what it is to be loved by you: the both of you have been best friends since kindergarten.

She knows the sweetness to your soothing words that slow her rapidly pacing heart. She knows what you look like when you first wake up… she knows how you like your coffee, your favourite colour, your favourite flower! She knows the gentle or joking terms of endearment the leave you pretty, plush lips. She knows you at your worst and at your best and she loves it all. She loves all of you.

Sometimes… when she’s alone, not surrounded by the distracting tune of your laughter, she lets her mind trick her into thoughts of how JJ wasn’t good for you and she’d be better — she knows you better, loves you more.

Expect, when reality sets in, she knows she’s wrong. JJ is good for you. He knows you, he loves you. Worships you, really. Kiara knows the he knows all the things she does about you: your favourite song, your favourite drink, your favourite show. And, oh my god, she knows through and through just how well he treats you — if it’s not already fucking obvious from the way you are with each other — she has to heart it all the time, from the both of you.

JJ’s words alone she could’ve handled. She could listen to him dazedly ramble about how you good you looked in your bikini, how you made his heart flutter, how you smelt so good, whatever. She could listen to him, a small swirl of jealousy in her stomach but she was mostly dazed too — the both of them settling for dreamily gazing over at you, she could deal with that because she was thinking the same, she just couldn’t voice it.

But you… your words, she didn’t know how much longer she’d be able to handle them. The way you mumbled sentences weaved with nothing but pure love and adoration, the sweet echo of your voice pitched with admiration. It was normal though, you were best friends, of course you were telling her all of this. At sleepovers, when you both sat down in her bed and somehow he’d get brought up and you wasted no time gushing over him and telling Kiara about your moments together, all giddy and grinning with blushed skin.

She wanted to sob.

She wanted the ground to sallow her whole and spit her back into a world where you loved her how she loved you.

Kie doesn’t really remember the moment she knew that she loved you with everything she had in her.

She only remembers snippets of earlier memories from her childhood and (shock) most of them regard you. She remembers painting you silly little paintings of turtles or your favourite flower and singing off with a heart before giving it you the next day. She recalls all of the friendship jewellery, some of it long gone but the other half she still wears. She remembers going into the beach to help the baby turtles survive. She remembers the both of you going around picking up plastic and litter in general. She remembers the dressing up parties you had, both clad in outrageous princess dresses.

Later into her childhood, she remembers more. Her thoughts — feelings. Kiara thinks about the stories her parents used to read to her, the fairytales of a beautiful prince and her knight in shining armour, living happily ever after. She remembers thinking… princess and prince? Was it never a princess and princess? Could it ever be? From the stories she was read, it never ended up in such a way.

But she didn’t get it. As far as she was aware, you and her were both princesses. And… you were the only person she’d ever want to live out her happily ever after with.

(She never told anyone: scared of what they’d say as she defied normalcy)

Even as she grew older, into her adolescence, those feelings never went anywhere. She watched as you found your own princes (boys who didn’t deserve you, in her humble opinion). Her heart sometimes stopped at the thought of her happily ever after finding her own happily ever after… her own prince.

(What was wrong with her?)

The question plagued her constantly; she wished she’d never introduced you to the Pogues, she wished it was just you two still, she wished you’d look at her the same, she wished she could treat you… touch you like JJ does, she wished she could love you openly and unapologetically.

Sometimes… when she sat with her hand to her mouth to muffle her sobbing, laying alone in her cold room, she wished JJ could just disappear. That made her sob even louder, she loved him, he was her friend… but you, you were so much more to her.

You were her princess.

And…and JJ was your prince. You didn’t want a princess.

Kiara, in the past, wouldn’t call herself deluded by any means but now she was beginning to question it. She got trapped in her fantasies, in fabricated lies to ease the pain of her heart.

She liked to pretend now.

She liked to pretend that you did in fact feel the same about her. When the two of you lay snuggled up together, her heart banging erratically in her ears while you lay calm as ever.. she liked to imagine that you were equally as nervous, the you felt the spark against your bare skin in the way she did. She liked to pretend that when you looked at, your eyes were big and bright and full of romantic love — the expression you wore around JJ.

She liked to pretend that as you both lay on your side, hushed soft whispers of late night conversations slipping between you, eyes solely on one another… that you didn’t see her as a friend. She liked to pretend that as you glanced at her lips, to see what she was saying through the quiet of her voice, it was all because you felt the same. She liked to pretend that the sweet giggles and irresistible scent of you would become an every night thing — the princess and the princess finding solace in each other.

But, your solace was within your prince. Her friend. Someone she’d introduced you to.

Kiara Carrera knew unrequited love all too well and yes, the rumours are true, it is a bitch. A stone cold one.

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mayfieldss · 1 year

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Dating Kiara Carrera would include;

If we're being real. A lot of fights.

Kiara is very strong-willed, stubborn, and opinionated, which you love.

But sometimes it causes waves in your relationship.

They are always settled though, the little fights you have with her.

Sometimes you apologize first, sometimes she does. It depends on what the fight was about.

But she cares so deeply for you that she can't stay mad, no matter how hard she tries.

She's loyal beyond words to you.

And she will defend you with her life.

Girl is throwing hands at anyone who dares to try and hurt or shame you in any way. She's protective and she's not afraid to show it.

Kie loves it when you kiss her.

When you initiate a kiss, she is swooning and in absolute heaven.

She loves it when you stand up for her, and she loves it when you stand up to her as well.

It makes her proud to see that her person isn't afraid to tell her what's on their mind, even if it's hard.

She's a 'my lap is your seat' kind of girlfriend for sure.

chair? what is that? You sitting on her lap? 100%

She's also big on you laying between her legs, head on her chest. The cuddles are nessacary and needed for her.

You're like her personal stress relief. One touch and she's feeling better, but it's best when she can hold you impossibly close.

"Just one more kiss..."

Kie is supportive as fuck.

You're going to give a speech, receive an award, or make a presentation at school?

Kie is there and cheering loudly at the back of the classroom, even if she isn't supposed to be there.

"You got this babe!"

She also loves your body, even on days when you don't.

Don't feel confident in your swimsuit? You can trust Kiara to make you feel a thousand times better.

"You are so hot."

"Holy shit babe, you're so stunning I can hardly breathe."

Beach clean-ups with Kiara are a big part of your relationship.

Free time? let's go clean the beach and save some turtles.

The two of you made T-shirts that have facts about the environment on the back and you gave them out to people on the island to raise awareness about saving the planet.

Kie loves dancing with you. Anywhere, anytime, if you ask her to dance, she is dropping everything to get on the floor and twirl you around.

Late-night close-ups at the wreck are the best. It's just you and Kie, in the empty restaurant together and you can do whatever you want.

The Kooks know not to mess with you, ever. Though sometimes the few without any common sense like to try.

You're Kiara's, and crossing you? Well, that's a bad idea.

She's on them in a second, ready to burn down a building or key a car if she has to.

"I trust you with my life."

Kie is hot. Like really hot. And you make sure she knows that you think so. Because damnn your girlfriend is fine.

She is a big blusher when it comes to you, and one compliment no matter how small has her ready to kiss your face off in an instant. She doesn't try to hide it either.

"I want to make out with you so bad right now."

When other people try to flirt with you at parties, Kie stays calm, but she'll be damned if they don't know your hers by the end of the night.

She's got her arms around you, and she's kissing you, lips, cheeks, forehead, and neck until you're laughing and swatting her away.

She knows you like it though.

Watching movies in bed on Kiara's laptop is a top-tier date night for the two of you.

Snuggled close together watching a film late into the night is more than enough. Neither of you needs fancy restaurants and strange food for a date to be good.

You just need each other.

Please let me know if you want me to expand on any of these!! I will do it happily <3

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ecoamerica · 25 days

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thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles · 8 months

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Kie's Seashells (Day Five

Kiara Carrera x fem!reader

Warnings: swearing, not proofread (again)

WC: .7k

@surftrips okay I know I keep saying that all of these are my favorite but I really am proud of this one

“I’m done,” Kie sighs, slouching in the hammock. “I’m giving up on love. First John B, then Pope, and now JJ? I’m screwed.”

“That’s nice,” Sarah replied, flipping another page in her book.

“That’s it? No, you’ll find love someday, you just haven’t found the right person?”

Sarah shook her head. “Nope.”

“Gee, thanks.”

“The right person’s been here the whole time. You just need to open your eyes.”

“God, cryptic much?!”

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“Kiara!” Anna Carrerra yelled from the bottom of the stairs. “You have dinner shift tonight!”

“I know!” Kie returned, huffing and tying her hair back. “I just don’t care.”

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Kie was cleaning up the Wreck by herself. There wasn’t much to do besides wipe tables and sweep floors. Something in the back booth caught her eye, and Kie wandered to the table.

A beautiful jar of seashells sat on the table, full of pale pink sand and adorned with a gorgeous blue netting bow.

Kie picked it up in awe. Whoever left this behind is crazy. There was a note written on the top of the jar.

Kie-- end of B dock, 11 pm. Don’t be late. ♡

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Kie shivered against the ocean breeze as she walked down the dock. She could see someone at the end of the dock and slowed a bit, suddenly nervous. What if I’ve just walked into my kidnapping?

“Hey, Kie!” Y/n called. “C’mon, don’t be shy, it’s just me!”

Kie laughed. “Only you would fill a jar with the prettiest things you can find on the beach, Y/n.”

“Yeah, too bad you weren’t out there when I was collecting beautiful things. That, and you wouldn’t fit in the jar.”

Kie pushed Y/n’s shoulder playfully. “Idiot.”

“Aw, thanks.”

“So… what’s up?”

“Oh, nothing. I just thought we could spend the night on my parent’s boat. Sound good?”

Kie grinned, tilting her head to the side. “Random, but okay.”

“Hell yeah! Pulling an all-nighter with my favorite Carrera,” Y/n grinned, pulling Kie into her side.

“Oh, please. I had better be your favorite Carrera.”

Yeah, I’ll be honest, I don’t like your parents too much.”

Kie laughed. “Me either.”

Y/n laughed too, stopping at her parent’s boat to usher Kie onto the deck. “Milady.”

“Shut up, you’re turning into JJ.”

“Oh, that guy? God, what a comparison.”

“I happen to like ‘that guy’, thank you very much,” Kie scoffed, stepping onto the boat. Twinkle lights glowed within and a speaker sang softly in the corner. “Damn. Rough night?”

“You always manage to make it better, Kie,” Y/n murmured, pushing Kie into the main room and closing the door.

Kie sat on the couch, grinning. “All this for me?”

“And more, Kie. You deserve it.,” Y/n nudged the cooler with her foot. “Beers’ in there. And maybe a couple of ice cream sandwiches, but only ‘cause I love ya.”

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The sun was rising slowly over the marina, the golden hues crawling across Kie’s face and up Y/n’s legs.

“Hey, Kie,” Y/n mumbled, slowly sitting up. “You wanna dance?”

“Do I wanna what?” Kie asked, barely awake.

“Dance. C’mon, dance with me.”

“There’s not any music--”

“Just listen to the marina, okay? And then I’ll take you home.”

Kie stumbled to her feet, taking Y/n’s hand as she pulled Kie close with a hand on the small of her back.

Kie leaned her head on Y/n’s shoulder, feeling the soft, rhythmic thump-thump of Y/n’s heart.

“Hey, Kie?”

“Hmm?”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

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“Kie. Kie, baby, wake up,” Y/n gently shook Kie awake as the sun rose. “Baby, dance with me.”

“It’s, like, the buttcrack of dawn, Y/n. Can’t this wait?”

“No. Come on, please? For me?”

Kie slowly rolled out of bed and let Y/n lead her out onto the balcony.

“C’mere, darlin’,” Y/n pulled Kie close, resting Kie’s head against her chest.

“I hate you.”

“I know.”

“Like, so much.”

“Would you still hate me if I asked you to marry me?”

“Probably. I don’t even look good.”

“Liar. You look beautiful,” Y/n kissed Kie’s forehead softly and pulled away. As she got down on one knee, she said, “Kiara Carrera. You’ve had a hold on me since the day we met, even if you didn’t know it. These past two years have been a complete dream, and I’m terrified that I’m going to wake up.”

She pulled a small box out of her pocket. “Kie, baby, light of my life. Will you marry me?”Kie nodded, her hands over her mouth and her eyes welling with tears. “Yes.” Y/n slid the ring onto her finger and kissed Kie softly, resting her forehead on Kie’s. “Oh my God, I gotta tell Sarah. She was right.”

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maybanksbabe · 7 months

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𝑲𝑰𝑨𝑹𝑨 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑬𝑹𝑨

❀ - smut ⊗ - angst ✩ - fluff

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

> Smoking + Making out w/ Kie (❀ ✩)

College Musician!Kie {Moodboard}

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jjswifesblog · 6 months

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kiara carrera aesthetic

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rafetopia · 5 months

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𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚

“𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐈’𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐬𝐨…”

𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

nothing yet

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

nothing yet

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

nothing yet

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

nothing yet

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

nothing yet

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babeydollx · 2 years

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Comfort

Warnings: nightmares

Pairings: Kiara Carrera x Female Reader

Summary: You wake up in the middle of the night because you had some really bad nightmares so your girlfriend Kiara comforts you.

Word Count: 400+

a/n: I don't write for Kie enough so I really gotta write for her more lmao.

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You were tossing and turning in bed because of a nightmare. You felt like you couldn't escape it until finally you woke up with a loud gasp. You were covered in sweat, your heart was racing, and your cheeks were tearstained.

Kiara had waken up slightly when you jumped awake. You did not know that she had woken up and you began to cry silently because of your nightmares. She frowned and then sat up and moved closer to you.

"Baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" She asked softly as she pulled you into her arms.

"I- I just... I had some really bad nightmares and they just... felt so real." You stuttered as you sobbed.

"It's okay, the bad dreams are all over now. You're safe." Kie said softly as she laid back down, pulling you down with her. She laid on her back and you rested your head on her chest. She held you close and kissed your head softly.

"I love you, baby." She said softly.

"I love you too." You sniffled. She pet your head and kissed your head again. She was trying to do everything she could to make you feel safe and calm. She hated to see you upset like this and she always tried her best to make you feel better.

"You're okay now." She said softly. "The nightmares weren't real, it was just your imagination." She said. You nodded as your sobs calmed a little. She always knew just how to make you feel safe, calm, happy and loved.

You were so lucky to have a girlfriend like Kiara. You honestly don't even know how you ended up having such an amazing girlfriend like her but, you were so grateful that you got to be with her. She gently caressed your arm and you sobs now turned into quiet sniffles.

"That's it, you're okay now. Just try to think happy thoughts." She said. After a few minutes of her softly talking to you and snuggling you, your eyes got heavy. Your eyes slowly fluttered shut as you fell asleep in Kiara's arms.

"Sweet dreams." She whispered in your ear as you drifted to sleep.

a/n: I hope y'all enjoyed this little blurb!

Taglist: @luversgirl

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stormberry-12 · 1 year

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the pogues/ESPECIALLY JJ would protect innocent!reader SO MUCH. like she could be the youngest or something and they would go back for her (for ex. when they had to leave jb in s3). anyways jj would so definitely say something like, “you’re like their little sister, but you’re MY girl.” yk

my woman ~ jj maybank x reader

Ahh yes, I totally agree, and I LOVE the innocent!reader and JJ trope>>>

summary: in the ask! not from season 3 but a close concept. :)

pairing: jj x innocent!fem!reader

warnings: slight language, reader in danger, mega fluff.

notes: lowercase intended, this was made late at night and not rlly edited srry if its bad lmao, (jj requests open still)

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you shifted around and felt the sun on your face as your eyes fluttered open. you were in the twinkie bumping along a winding road, clinging onto jj, who was sitting in his seat, like a koala. or as jay called it, "the front pack", it was like a piggyback but on his front because he always wanted to check on you and make sure you were okay.

you shifted your legs around his torso and lifted your head from the crook of his neck.

"hiya, cupcake," he whispered softly, taking one of his arms that was wrapped around you and moving it so he could brush strands of hair from out of your eyes. "good nap?"

you nodded, wiping the sleep from your eyes, and he smiled. you suddenly recalled how you had gotten here and relief washed over you.

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you were running through alleyways on the cut, you felt betrayed. where had the pogues gone? they were there with you five seconds ago and now you were running away from those bloody square groupers alone.

over by the pogues, jj was having a mental breakdown, "where did she go man?"

"damn it!" john b exclaimed."pope, i thought she was behind you when we cut down this way!

"we have to go back for her-" jj houghed.

"i don't know jay..."

"no... no. we have to." he held his hat in one hand and ran the other through his hair in distress.

"he's right, we have to." pope agreed.

"come on man, we finally lost those guys and now you want to follow em?" john b sighed.

"jb you of all people should understand, she's like a little sister to you man! she's still only 16 and this kind of stuff scares the shit out of her, i can't do that to her guys-"

"john b we're going after her," kie pleaded.

"god! we're wasting time, i'm gonna go after her, even if i have to do it by myself!" jj ran off in your last seen direction. john b gave in and followed along with the rest of the pogues, they all knew jj was right, and their group wouldn't survive without you.

as you continued to run, blood pumping through your ears, you looked for the best spot to hide behind, trying to throw them off. you slid behind a large dumpster and listened as the sets of footsteps of the two men ran past you.

you waited a moment, calming your breathing before you moved from behind the bin. you jumped as the footsteps came back in your direction, but instead of those square groupers, it was jj and the pogues.

"y/n!" j sighed in relief scooping you up into his arms. "I'm so sorry, that will never happen again-"

you just stood there too exhausted to complain, your face buried in his chest. john b brought the twinkie around the corner and you all piled in, driving off into the night.

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"you came back for me," you smiled at your boyfriend wrapping your arms around his neck, still facing him on his lap.

"of course," jj said. "you know you're like their little sister, we honestly would fall apart without you... and your my girl."

"your girl?" you giggled.

"my girl, my woman, my soulmate." he repeated smoothly pressing his forehead to yours and closing his eyes. "you sure you're okay?"

"yeah," you said, leaning into his touch, playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. "perfect,"

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luvstarss · 10 days

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Life as a family with JJ maybank

Warnings:None!

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vampiretendencies · 1 year

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request; jj blurb idea! wearing his clothes for the first time/him seeing you in his clothes for the first time. maybe showering at the chateau but you didn’t bring anything so he gives you a tshirt! hehe literally kicking my feet under the table rn

pairing; jj x fem!reader

warnings; fluff, maybe suggestive

authors note; i was doing the same when you sent this anon in love with this idea ! (req a blurb from below w what’s left on the prompt list, or send in blurb, imagines, & fic ideas) a few more hours until season 3!

other ways to say i love you prompt list

The opportunity to wear JJ’s clothes tainted your thoughts undoubtedly.

Not only because it belonged to him but because everything about JJ’s wardrobe, is so JJ.

No problem with repping any and everything that belonged to your infamous boyfriend. Wether it be wearing his pair of boxers as shorts, a wife beater to slumber in, or a random tee shirt to go out in broad day light.

You just longed for his material to be around your figure.

Congenial and adequate, soft yet comfortable— all elements of his clothes that are alike with JJ.

They are his clothes, after all.

“JJ let go of me!”

Stood smack in the the middle of JJ’s room at the chateau. His window partially open, wind bristling from the night air, making its way through. Whilst the hard wood floors beneath the two of you tracked the imprints of your feet. Bed rolled around in, from you forcing JJ off of you then— merely to let you get up and off of the bed to shower, that you did. Since you came out though, wearing little clothing, (given that there wasn't much of your own items lying around at the Chateau) he hasn't let you be.

He encapsulates you with his sinewy arms, body swallowing you whole. Whilst you forcefully push your hands against his broad, shirtless chest— the skin mellow and thick. Indentations of your miniature hands marking his skin, like your were a rag doll; screaming for dear life.

All JJ could muster was a low, raspy chuckle.

“Say you won’t leave.”

JJ wanted to make love to you all day long.

Not sex.

But emotionally.

To emotionally make love, to have and hold. A day full of luster, every millisecond spent around or with you. To confide in and maybe even shrink you and put you in his pocket.

A keepsake.

“You know I can’t, I don’t have another change of clothes.”

Behind every ‘can’t’ JJ miraculously finds a way, opportunity at hand to see you clad in something of his.

“Lets find you something of mine?”

JJ flicks his tongue, peering down at you due to the fact that he knows he’s won and you aren’t moving a muscle. His hands maneuver themselves to the lower part of your ass, hands habitually grasp the masses with a squeeze of his hands.

“Are you gonna’ give me something to wear then or what?”

You hid your secret giddiness inside, not wanting to be the one to initiate this sentiment— things seemingly working themselves out anyway.

“Actually, baby … just fuckin’ walk around naked … s’even better.”

He acknowledges the glint in your eye, possibly even a twitch that says, ‘get me some damn clothes before I wring your neck.’

“Okay okay, whatcha’ thinkin’ a little Heywards t-shirt action … Bait Shop shirt … ?”

He let go of you distastefully, instantly salivating for the contact again. Walking over to the wooden drawers of his dresser, pulling out multiple options— signaling you to come over and pick.

“Surprise me.”

And you turn around, facing the emptiness of his room, that wasn’t his room, but nonetheless. Rummaging was heard as he hummed and mumbled minuscule things to himself.

“Turn around, pretty girl.”

An off-black brownish t-shirt is thrown into your hands. A decor in the upper left side that read ‘Sex Wax Est 2005’, font circular and embellished with stars on either end.

“Your turn-“

He was already turning around, the gentlemen that he prided on being. You grinned at the cotton beneath your digits, bringing it up to your nose— though it had been washed, his powerful musk still retained it. The silky sensation of yeasty beer and a freshly rolled blunt encompassed your senses.

“Need more time?”

“Just a second, J.”

If only he knew your fixation was obsessive beforehand.

“I’ll just be here … y’know ... missin' my girl."

Feet away, physical touch being his love language fully had a choke hold on him per usual.

After you were done with your inspection you pulled the thin material of your cropped cami past your shoulders, bra clasped tight to your back. Leaving you to remove those lacey pocketed shorts that adorned your body; his shirt lazily pulled past your head, drowning you in its bigger size, falling just to your mid thigh.

The sole way to sleep with JJ disclosed.

You felt more his than you ever had in the past; claiming his array of bib and tucker with exuberance.

His baby suffocating in him.

You cleared your throat gesturing for him to turn around, his mouth gaping open as he's awe struck; open long enough that you were impressed something didn't fly in it.

"Shit you look better than me!"

Ogle eyes whilst his mouth formed a tight-lipped smile, stomach churning and insides wavering at the woman he chose to take part in his life with him.

It may be a shirt to most, but with his person inside of it made it all the more nostalgic, heart growing tender.

"C'mere gotta get a better look at you."

Following suit you step forward to him, lips instantly connecting with your jaw with pure infatuation.

"S'perfect baby."

"Yeah? Think I can pass as the new JJ Maybank?" In the same position the two of you were in minutes ago, except grins are wider and souls aching all the more for eachother; and you mocked him.

"Pass me a beer and a J."

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Love is Embarrassing | JJ Maybank

summary: although JJ had promised your brother he wouldn’t ever hurt you, you saw him kissing Kie while you were on a break.

pairing: JJ Maybank x Routledge!reader

genre: emotionally heavy anst, fluff in the end

contains: reader being a real bitch, mentions of Luke and parental abuse, inspired by some songs in the album “GUTS” by Olivia Rodrigo, kinda shitty ending but let me know.

word count: 2,7k

author’s note: alright I know I’ve been MIA and a bitch and I haven’t posted anything in months (worse if you see how much stuff is on my “upcoming works” section), but I’ve just had a lot of ideas, little time and little confidence to write. one of my best friends just showed me obx and I’m in love with this blonde and I got (I think) a spoiler about him and Kie and I just had to do something with my feelings.

This is a work of fiction. I do not own the characters of Outer Banks nor any characteristic of the show. I am writing this story solely for my own entertainment and the marvel or comfort of any readers.

“If I fuck up with her that might as well be the last thing I do in my life, John B! I mean it!”

the words that JJ heatedly uttered to your twin brother the day he found out about the two of you were repeating over and over in your head right now. You remembered it all too well; John B was seething, absolutely pissed, seeing red. You and JJ Maybank knew each other for as long as he and your brother were best friends, when you turned 14, he declared to all the Pogues that you were off limits, and about two months ago, you and JJ started seeing each other. One month into it and JB discovered you, which was easy considering JJ already spent most of his time with both of you at the Chateau. JJ promised his best friend that he wouldn’t fuck up with you because two things mattered the most for him in this life; their friendship, and yourself.

But as of lately, he was having some problems with Luke and he asked for some time “out” so he could figure his shit out without involving or hurting you and you disagreed but you’d do pretty much anything in this world for this man so you decided to say yes.

To his bullshit.

Bullshit, you figured out about half an hour ago, when you heard a confusing conversation between him and Kiara – the perfect one – and when you went outside to track the noise, you saw them kissing.

You were fifteen minutes late to leave for the weekly kegger and you forced yourself to lock yourself in the bathroom and call in sick – because that you were, and you wouldn’t handle being out partying and pretending like seeing the kooks, and seeing them two wouldn’t make you feel the same type of nausea at this moment.

Sarah was the third person to try and make you get out of the bathroom. The first being your brother and the second, Pope. Although you were thankful neither JJ nor Kie had tried to talk to you, when you heard your best friend’s voice, you were actually starting to feel sick, you were having a migraine from holding tears up, and you were sweating.

“Y/n, come on! You were so excited to come not even an hour ago, we’re already late and I don’t see why wouldn’t you want to come”

Your vision was blurry as you palmed the door and laid your forehead on it. Sarah realized that you really weren’t coming when she heard your voice crack.

“Sarah please, just, go on out without me this one time, I need not to be there right now and I also need to be alone please don’t ask me questions I can’t handle to answer you this moment I promise-“

As you rambled, she frowned from the other side of the door. Making sure to get everyone to leave for the Kegger, to try and remember asking you about this later on, and to reassure John B that you were actually okay.

You’ve been successfully avoiding JJ for about two weeks now. It started with enough discretion, allegedly going to the bathroom every time he entered a room, or offering everyone any snacks you would spend too much time preparing in the kitchen. For him, it started getting obvious when you looked the other way when he looked at you at the beach, or when you refused to surf and, as of recently, started slamming the doors on him. JJ was getting pissed at this rate. He started by simply frowning and brushing it off, but you couldn’t just keep slamming doors and not even looking at him, and if everyone else noticed, they just wouldn’t budge! The worst part is that he didn’t know what had happened nor if he could fix it. You understood him when he told you he needed time to figure out some stuff with Luke, but the truth was he was still very much freaked out about that. He still loved you, and he couldn’t afford to see you like this anymore, especially when such behavior was being directed at him. JJ missed you. Even if he couldn’t really figure his shit out, he missed you screaming at the top of your lungs as you entered the sea, he missed your smile, your laidback grin that he was the only receiver of, he missed your colorful bikinis, and how they embraced your features as you would jump onto every wooden swing near the shore, your curly hair flying everywhere filled with salt spray. He just missed you, the real you. And he had to talk to you to see if there was even a chance that he could get you back.

You, on the other hand, kept avoiding the questioning looks the pogues would send you every time you were harsh or avoidant at JJ, your brother even attempted to talk to you, silently, just with glances, and figure out if his best friend had hurt you. But even if he did, it only hurt because you loved him too much, and you decided it was best to protect him from John B’s wrath. You felt embarrassed whenever Kiara questioned you with her eyes as well; you felt embarrassed to be near her. You kept crucifying yourself and both her and JJ because of everything, often zoning out of the conversation and just bitterly reminiscing about the times you consoled your boyfriend as he cried late at night in your room, being gentle with his bruises. – thinking how could you be so stupid? giving up everything, betting on him against your brother’s better judgment. You kept paying attention to Kie and how, since that day, she looked like the sweetest thing of the Cut, the fucking hell-side of the island. Her perfume lingered in the air even at the beach and made you feel sick; you saw her everywhere now, even when you looked at him. You saw the scene of them kissing. Feeling every word she would utter toward you in conversation like bullets on your skin. As it was torture how she was the greatest thing to ever exist – how everyone loved her, how she was so much better than you; poisoning everything that you do and still being the sweetest friend, making you despise how rotten your mind was; how jealous your eyes were.

You were bottled up to the brim.

It started out simple enough. JJ had noticed everyone was doing their own thing at the Chateau; John B was absent for the time being, and you were alone on the couch, fidgeting, focused on whatever. It seemed like the perfect window to try and have an actual conversation about what’s been happening. He just didn’t expect it all to escalate so quickly. He didn’t expect you to have seen a part of his conversation with Kiara about his dad – but not everything, not the ending. – He hadn’t expected a conversation with you of all people to become a bomb with a short fuse that would explode into feelings tainted crimson. watching you bleed, making him bleed all over for you.

"Pogues don't mack on pogues, y/n! this shit freaked me out, your brother finding out freaked me out, yeah, even if he’s my best friend and I was afraid that-”

“Oh, so you go ‘round and fucking get with Kiara?! this is fucking bullshit, JJ! bullshit-

“Y/n, listen to me!”

You both were screaming, Kie’s eyes went wide as she tried calling your name as well but you had already started crying and couldn’t pay attention to anyone but him. At this point, as John B arrived at the Chateau and followed the noise, the people around you calming you down couldn’t be sure if they were afraid of his arrival or actually relieved. You kept interrupting each other. JJ pulled his hair and you pointed at yourself and to your side – as if Kiara was still there – strength marking red fingertips above your chest.

“‘Cause she’s not even a real pogue, right?! that’s why you got so confident about it, huh?”

it was almost as if the room went silent. Kiara decided to step outside to give you space; to take a moment to breathe in and take notice that you didn’t mean that. She was sure you didn’t. The rest of the group started to move aside as well although they could obviously still hear the commotion. Only you, John B, and JJ were in the living room. Your brother grabbed your shoulders from behind trying to ground you in any way he could, JJ growing nervous at the rate of the conversation and his friend’s presence.

You looked into his eyes and it was as if the blue in them was slowly fading, his eyebrows shot up and his mouth twisted in a clearly upset frown. As tears stained your cheeks, pride still overpowering your shame and feelings pent up, you started with more meaningless empty jabs, which, said angrily enough, would only make JJ bleed more as he fell silent himself.

“I really loved you, you know? You gotta laugh at the stupidity.. right? Come on you were going around doing that shit and I swear JJ I used to think was really smart… I was just a mesmerizing, paralyzing, fucked-up little thrill for you, tho… best friend’s little twin… ridiculous.”

At that, John B diverted his attention toward his friend with stern questioning eyes. JJ gulped.

“Look, man I just really need to talk to her and explain myself, ‘aight? I didn’t do what- Things are really not what they seem right now and I need her to-“

“Fuck, JJ, that’s bullshit! How can you not even flinch when you fucking lie like that! Things are just like what they seem you never even fucking loved me! You can’t love anyone, ‘cause that would mean you had a heart, right? But you’re a fucking Maybank! And I really tried to help you out all this time but now I know that I can’t!”

You were calming down, but exploded again, as the words left your mouth though, you started regretting them, the most deeply someone could ever regret anything maybe, worsening by the second as you saw the man you still loved muttering a small “no”, cracking at your words and shedding a tear. As Kiara heard what you said from the outside, she didn’t even think before bursting into the house again, turning every head in her direction.

“Y/n you’re spiraling and you’re saying things you’ll fucking regret! I kissed him, alright?! This is my fault. He stopped me, he loves you and he wouldn’t do that, okay?”

Though the words she was muttering were calming you down, she was calling you out, she was absolutely mad at what you said about JJ’s father because she had context and it was really fucked up. You felt small.

“Kiss?!” John B asked, his eyebrows shooting up. It wasn’t his intention to aggravate the situation but it was his little sister involved. JJ tried to start talking and explain the situation – which Kiara had left him to, but he could really only think about one thing.

“I- uh… did you mean it? What you said.”

JJ rarely expressed any sign of vulnerability, so as his voice broke, you felt like your heart did too, rushing to explain yourself now, and trying to get closer to him.

“I didn’t mean it, J, I really didn’t! God, I don’t even know how you can still even look at me right now I’m so sorry I was just so fucking broken at the idea of you che- of losing you, and I- I thought you had found someone else and I damn near started world war III right now and it’s just because I love you so much and I know you don’t deserve another fucked up demonstration of love, you deserve to feel so good, Jay, and I’m really sorry, I love you so so much, and I will understand if you never-“

You were interrupted by the shock of his own body against yours. The both of you were panting, crying, completely tired sighs leaving each mouth as if this was all going on for days and you were so hurt, yet needing each other so much. John B and Kiara were ‘okay’ enough with the newfound situation to leave you both to your own devices again, and you just clung to one another, sitting on the floor for what felt like hours until he decided to speak again.

“Y/n… I asked for us to take some time because it was becoming too real, y’know? What we felt for each other.. it was, touchable- it is. And when everyone else found out, and then John B… You know I don’t talk about this usually, not with anyone but you, but I didn’t want my dad to find out about us, to find out about you. I don’t want him knowing what you are for me I don’t want him knowing that laying a single finger on you can be worse than any punch he could throw my way. And I wanted to figure this out without you knowing about it because you’d say it’s fine, and I-“

As your mind processes his words, you start to think how in the world you got a man whose the first concern about a monster of a father would be you. How could you deserve it, especially after what you had insinuated about him. “It is! It’s fine, honey, we can-“

“No, y/n it’s not fine because I don’t ever want you to even worry your pretty little head about a situation like that, y’know? And It’s not fine because the pogues are my family and the love I feel for you, if anything would happen to you because of him I’ll be damned, damned, and in jail for murder, you can trust me I will.”

He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. All you could do was keep the hold you had on each other, slightly caressing his head.

“Since I didn’t want you to know about it, I went to Kie, that night of the Kegger, and she tried to help me and she said she loved me and I did too but then she kissed me and I assume it’s what you saw but I did step back, I promise! I told her off… Y/n I told your brother that if I intentionally hurt you, if I fucked up with you like this then that might as well be the last thing I did in my life and I mean it. I love you so much, little Routledge, and I’m all in now. We can figure shit out as we go but as long as we have each other, okay?”

As JJ spoke, he held your hands, reassuring you at the end. Hours had passed ever since you started talking, so when the pogues felt everything was calmer they decided to go back in the house slowly – figure out how you were, what were the plans for the night.

“Do you really forgive me for what I said? I will understand, J, I’m so, so sorry, I love you so much” You touched your forehead with his, and JJ sighed, shaking his head slightly. “I love you. I love you, y/n… can’t be without you.”

And as you both kissed each other as if you were making up for ages lost, Sarah smiled at the corner of the room, John B interrupting the show. “Come on with the PDA, love birds… What are we doing tonight, then?” He half-heartedly scolded as you got up, hand glued to the blonde's. You let out a big sigh again, before brushing them off with an honest, but half-assed excuse, already making the way to your room.

“I mean, you could go to Heyward’s… I think we’ll just lie down a bit.. ‘twas kinda draining…” you saw a bunch of side smiles as the group left through the door, Sarah grinned, letting out a puff of air through her nose, and when Pope went to close the door, he screamed back in the direction of your room, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” which earned a scream back from an already lying down JJ, “might as well not do anything!” and for the first time in a while, you laughed, making your way to lie on top of him, his embrace being all you needed.

“You know… we could go out to surf tomorrow,” he offered, still missing the sight of a happy you, your bikini, and the ocean.

“First thing in the morning.” You answered.

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i'll take care of you ~ jj maybank

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You woke up to the sound of your phone ringing. You reached our for it and when you saw who the caller was, you immediately sat up and answered it.

"Babe? What's wrong?"

JJ's heavy breath was the only thing you could hear.

"JJ? Is everything okay? What's going on?" you pressed, panic settling in your chest.

"Can I come over? I'll explain everything" his voice was so small, you could barely hear him.

"Of course you can, baby"

"I'll see you in 10 minutes" he said and hung up, not giving you a chance to say anything else.

It wasn't weird to get phone calls from JJ in the middle of the night, but he was never this distressed. Your mind started coming up with all kinds of scenarios, one worse than the other.

The 10 minute wait seemed like forever before you heard the all too familiar knock on your window.

You immediately jumped and opened it, being met with the bloody and bruised smiling face of your boyfriend.

"What happened to your face?" you asked while helping him enter your room without making too much noise to wake up your parents.

"Nothing serious, it's fine. Doesn't hurt as bad as it looks" he shrugged his shoulders and laid back on your bed.

You stood rooted in your spot, staring at him. You knew where the bruises came from all too well, but it didn't help that JJ was still trying to hide them from you.

"J, please just tell me the truth" your voice was small, knowing that JJ couldn't deal with screams and anger.

"I am, it's nothint that hasn't happened before. I'm used to it, it's fine" he was now sitting up, patting the spot next to him.

You bit your lip but complied and sat down, putting your right hand on his knee.

"I'm sorry you have to go through this, baby" tears started streaming down your cheeks by now, sobs fighting their way out of your body.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, it's just how he is. He's not always like this, you know, he has his good moments" the fact that he still tried to defend his dad, beaten to a pulp by him, brought even more tears and sadness in you.

"You don't deserve this, baby. Nobody should ever lay a finger on you, let alone a hand. You deserve so much better" you rested your head against his shoulder, squeezing his knee in comfort.

He brought a hand down to his knee and took hold of yours. You interlocked your fingers and squeezed, knowing how much JJ needed to feel you there with him.

"I have you, and that's all I need. Don't be so hard on yourself, it's not your fault" he whispered, kissing your forehead.

"Please let me take care of you. I'll talk to my parents and see if you can stay here for a while. They can even become your legal guardians until you turn 18. I know they'll do it, and you'll finally have a safe place that you could call home" the idea seemed so simple and easy for you, but it seemed like such a stretch to JJ.

"I can't ask you or your parents to do that, babe. Being a burden to your family is the last thing I want to do" he tried to reason with you, but you weren't having it.

"No, you listen to me. I am not letting you go back home, JJ. My parents love you and I know they are going to want to help you. Please don't push me away, let me help you" you were basically begging him at this point, but you didn't care.

Nobody deserved the life that he had, and you'll be damned if his father touched him one more time. You were going to do everything in your power to make sure he'd never received another punch or insult from his dad ever again.

"Okay" he finally whispered after a while, chewing on his bottom lip.

You let out a big sigh of relief you didn't know you were holding and wrapped him in your arms, silent tears falling down your face.

He buried his head in your neck, taking in your familiar scent and warm hold.

He finally felt like things could finally take a turn for the better. Like he would get a new chance at life.

All because of you.

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THE GIRL IN THE SOCKS ON THE ROOF - JJ Maybank

Summary: save my life and i'll save yours, pretty boy. In the coastal paradise of Outer Banks, Y/N teeters on the edge of the rooftop in socks, drowning in despair, and there's Papa JJ appearing in her life like an angel.

"'Cause it's too cold for you here and now, so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater."

Warning: female!reader, triggering themes (mental health struggles, including references to self-harm, depression, or suicidal thoughts and acts), alcohol, drug, weed, swearing, etc., this will angsty as shit and fluffy, do not read if you don't want to! you have been warned, let me know what you think!

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JJ has no idea that he had saved a life.

well, he never believed such a thing, never believed that he was this special to think twice that the person he saved will do anything to pay him back.

And that person was Y/N, the girl in socks on the roof of a building, a tall one.

It was a summer night, the night of the Fourth of July, an hour away from the fireworks starting and here was the handsome blond walking out of the store with few beers and snacks with Sarah Cameron by his side.

Yelling echoed around the neighborhood, and the two blondes turned towards the sound, a man running after a very gorgeous girl in shorts, a top and some socks.

No flipflops, or sandals, just black socks, running down the streets and busy looking behind to notice JJ and Sarah standing there watching in pure confusion until she bumped at him.

"YOU DIRTY LITTLE BITCH COME BACK HERE!" The man yelled and Y/N picked up the bags of snacks he held, apologizing and handing them to him in panic.

Eyes wide with tears covering them, wild hair like she was electrocuted, chest going up and down rapidly, she met Sarah's eyes and shot her the most heartbreaking smile.

"I am so sorry," she turned to JJ, meeting his pretty eyes that watched hers in concern, god she was beautiful, he has never seen someone this gorgeous even in the state of panic.

Before he could even open his mouth to respond, she continued running, she was very fast, legs moving in a speed of light, everytime her feet landed on the ground, pain rushed through her veins.

Adrenaline pumping, the summer night breeze slapping her cheeks left and right, she could feel Sarah Cameron's eyes on hers and the handsome boy whom she bumped into.

As they climbed the Twinkie, JJ's mind not once left the girl who disappeared five minutes ago, he knew who she was, well... he saw her in a few parties, standing there with a drink in hand talking to one pogue mostly.

"I feel like I saw her before," he whispered turning to Sarah who watched in slight worry as the man ran past them with so much hatred in his eyes, a murderous look that scared her.

"That's Y/N, sweetest Kook with apparently a rough life," she replied wincing as another curse left Mister L/N's lips, a frown on her face, JJ's hand was on the steering wheel, feeling a sudden protectiveness towards the girl who bumped into him.

It looked like she had a rough life, especially when she was running in only socks with a man chasing behind her, his eyebrows almost touched and he watched the man in disgust.

He reminded him of his dad... but oh he didn't know that he was basically his dad's twin brother.

"God I hope she doesn't get caught by Mister L/N," she whispered in worry, guilt eating her alive and once JJ started to drive, he looked around in hope to find her.

Nothing.

"It's the fourth of July..." spoke Sarah again, and his mind went back to Y/N's eyes... brimmed with tears reminded him so much of his, he really wanted to know the reason why she was in that state.

And the second time he saw her was on the roof of a building, John B has sent him again to buy fireworks to light on the beach, but then something caught his eyes.

Someone.

The moonlight shone down on her, black shorts, white top, hair flying everywhere thanks to the wind, black socks, she stood on the edge of the roof staring ahead, the moonlight kissing her skin and making hear tear glisten like diamonds, what the fuck.

Without thinking twice, he sprinted up the stairs, ignoring that it was a building with people living in it, rich people that would knsult him idf they saw him in, he raced up the stairs, boots clapping against the ground as he grabbed the railing for support trying not to trip

He never ran so fast, worry ate him alive as he ran in the speed of light.

Opening the door to the roof with all his force he rushed to the girl just as her feet lifted and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her back to his chest.

She gasped in surprise, her tear-streaked face turning towards him. For a moment, time stood still as their eyes locked. JJ could feel the rapid thumping of her heart against his chest, matching the adrenaline rushing through his own veins.

"Hey, hey, it's okay," he whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and relief, he turned her around and watched as she looked into his eyes, body shaking with a combination of fear and exhaustion.

"You don't have to do this. You're not alone."

She studier him with glossy eyes, watched as he pushed away her hair from her wet cheeks and cupped her cheeks as if he knew her for years.

At his words she collapsed in his arms, clinging to him tightly, as if holding on for dear life, he wrapped his arms around her as tightly and ran his hand down her hair.

He wasn't used to giving hugs, felt awkward when someone gave him one ir he did, but he hugged her, the weight of her struggles and pain was palpable, and in that moment, JJ understood that there was so much more to her story than what he had glimpsed before.

"Grab my hand," she did as told, hand trembling as he gently guided her away from the edge, leading her to a safer spot on the rooftop.

She slipped down the wall, wrapping her arms around herself tightly ss the breeze got rough, then JJ sat beside her, forgetting his task and what he was supposed to buy.

They sat down together, the distant sounds of fireworks starting to fill the night sky, but not the Outer Banks yet, in 10 minutes, JJ's heart raced as he tried to find the right words to say, wanting to offer comfort and support to this girl he barely knew.

He turned to her, taking off his red hat and ruffling his blond hair, "sup, I'm JJ," he finally said, his voice soft but steady and she chuckled at his words, "And you...you don't have to face this alone. Whatever it is, I'm here for you."

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of gratitude, she sniffled, wiping away the tears that continued to stream down her cheeks.

"Sup, I'm Y/N..." she whispered, her voice barely audible as she pulled her knees closer to her body, staying silent for a minute gnawing at her lower lip, she spoke again, "Thank you, for saving my life and...being there when no one else was."

JJ's heart ached at her words. He couldn't fathom how someone as beautiful and kind-hearted as Y/N could feel so alone and unloved.

He pulled out the lighter and played with it for a few seconds, "I don't know what you've been through, but I want you to know that Papa J, is here for you, no matter what. You deserve to be surrounded by people who care about you."

Y/N's eyes welled up with tears once again, but this time they were tears of relief mixed with a glimmer of hope. She had never expected a chance encounter with JJ to lead to this moment of genuine connection and understanding.

But she blinked away the tears and smiled at him brightly, sitting by his side, her shoulder pressed to his as they stared ahead, "I'll make sure to keep that in mind, Thank you, Papa J," a smile that showed his dimples appeared and she felt herself go warm.

"You know what will make you feel better?" He suddenly spoke standing up and slapping his butt to get rid of the dirt, she looked up at him in confusion, wondering what will make her feel better.

"What?"

JJ smiled down at her brightly like a Cheshire cat, "light some fireworks on the beach, smoke weed, drink beers," he suggested putting his hand in front if her to take.

She stared at his hands for a hot second, glancing at the edge of the roof that she almost fell from and then back at him, she never drank alcohol or even had a puff of smoke, breaking the rules sounded like a good idea at the moment.

"why not." She put her hand on top of his watching him hold it carefully, gently, his rings cold and sending a shiver down her spine.

He lifted her and glanced down at the socks, "damn don't your feet hurt?" She laughed softly and followed his eyes down, "they are hurting now, like a bitch." He nodded in response and they walked towards the stairs, hand still in hers.

Her eyes went back to the edge of the roof again, but JJ blocked her path and pushed the door for her, "after you, be careful not to slip, I almost did with my damn boots." She rolled her eyes but grinned at him.

"You're the clumsy one." She replied making him roll his eyes and gasp dramatically, pretending to faint while doing so, it made her laugh.

She had a gorgeous laugh, contagious that it made him laugh as well, he wondered why a girl like her would even think of trying to leave this world.

He wanted to ask, but no. This wasn't the right moment.

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He handed her his scandals (which led to her saying that his feet were bigger than her face) and called John B to apologize and explain what happened while she was looking for slushy flavors.

Then they went to the beach, watched the fireworks, drank beers, and shared weed, one after the other, placing her lips right where his were, he taught her basic surf tricks, and he did everything to make her forget about the troubles filling her mind.

And it worked.

They laughed, and they talked for hours, sharing stories, dreams, and even their deepest fears, water was reaching her thighs as she watched the colorful explosions in the night sky.

She was high and watching the sky have multicolor stars with so much awe, her eyes glossy and her hand waving underwater, and JJ admired.

Every single feature, the way she watched the fireworks and stood by his side, hair wild and crazy, speaking her mind in a way he never thought anyone would do so, wearing only her bikini top and shorts.

How can a person high till cloud 9 speak like that? He thought, "I mean, that's the thing, Lana Del Rey once said..." She put her finger up, swallowing, "Live fast, die young, be wild, and have fun. That’s my motto, but my dad did everything to not give me my freedom, everything, and believe it or not this is the first time I felt happy."

JJ knew what it was like, it was the same for him, his dad was a fucking asshole and everyone knew it, they all blamed that man's crime on him, and he hated that she had the same problems.

"I think we need to get out, you're way too high baby," he spoke with a laugh grabbing her waist and starting to make his way out of the water.

"oh come on I'm trying to be emotional here! Wait- did you just call me baby?" she asked grabbing his wrist, slurring over her words.

JJ chuckled, his heart warming at Y/N's playful reaction. He had been so caught up in the moment that he had let slip a term of endearment without even realizing it.

But now, with her intoxicated state bringing out her candidness, he found himself unable to hide his smile.

"Yeah, I did call you baby," he replied, his voice teasing, "It just slipped out. But you know what? I think it suits you."

Y/N's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and amusement crossing her face. "Oh really? And why is that?" he couldn't respond instead raised his eyebrow at her, showing his cute dimples that made her smile even more brightly.

"I will not tell you." and next thing he knew she pulled him deeper in the water and pulled him along, pushing him with her in, his hand wrapped around her waist to not lose her and water surrounded them.

them swimming around one another, the light coming from the moon and fireworks the only thing brightening their surroundings, all euphoric. As their eyes locked underwater, JJ felt a surge of anticipation, the world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them suspended in the watery depths.

They swam closer and closer, her hair moving around her like a mermaid, he watched as the multicolor lights flashing kissed her skin, eyes twinkling like pearls.

As they swam closer, their bodies gracefully gliding through the liquid medium, time seemed to slow down. Every movement, every touch, was heightened by the magical atmosphere surrounding them. The water embraced them, caressing their skin and amplifying the intensity of their connection.

Y/N has never seen such a beautiful person like JJ, his blonde hair shimmered like strands of liquid gold, framing his face in a way that accentuated his angelic features, ocean eyes watching her in a way no one did, it made her blood run hot even underwater, his muscles twitching as he moved.

God, he was beautiful....

He was angel. That's it, he was an angel sent from heaven to save her from the roof and make her life worth living for.

Their faces drew closer, the space between them narrowing with each passing second, but just as her lips were about to brush against his, doubt crept into JJ's mind.

He hesitated, like he always did, his thoughts momentarily overpowering the weird feelings he felt in that moment. He withdrew slightly, his hand releasing its grip on her waist.

His wide eyes met hers, and for a moment, the silence between them was deafening, she hesitated as well, confused as to why he did in the first place, but never going to question it.

Maybe he didn't feel comfortable, she thought, JJ's mind raced, questioning the wisdom of his decision, too risky, she's high and probably won't remember by tomorrow- JJ calm the fuck down.

He hated himself for hesitating but he had no choice, she grabbed his shirt and swam back up with him to the surface, JJ followed, cursing himself for letting his doubts cloud the moment, for allowing fear to guide his actions.

But deep down, he knew he couldn't ignore the nagging thoughts that had caused him to retreat.

Y/N, for her part, seemed to accept the situation without questioning it. Her silence spoke volumes, leaving JJ with a mix of relief and regret, as they resurfaced, the world above the water greeted them with its own set of distractions.

The sounds of laughter and music filled the air, the festivities of the night continuing as if nothing had happened below the surface. Y/N's wide eyes met his again, searching for answers that he couldn't provide.

JJ gave her a weak smile and her, perceptive as ever, returned his smile with a gentle nod, and just before she started to swim back to land, he spoke with a high pitched voice to not make her go.

"me and my friend want to become Kooks, looking for gold, anything that will make us rich, when this world will become gentle with us, I'm gonna get a new board. I'm gonna deck it out, and I'm gonna go on a surf trip. Ride, whatever the waves take you, you know?" he said watching her stop and turn back around.

A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she listened to his plans, his determination shining through despite the uncertainties of their current moment.

Dreams do save lives after all.

"Do you have your passport, pretty boy?" she asked with a laugh at his determination, it made his hammering heart slow down, and relief wash over him as he thought she was mad at him at first.

"Hell no, I don't got a passport, Kookiest thing ever." he replied making her laugh even harder, throwing her head back and staring at the sky, her laughter echoing through the water and bringing a sense of lightheartedness to their conversation.

“You definitely should do that, that’s a real dream, surf trip, I believe in you,” she said with a chuckle, starting to swim towards the rock where they kept their stuff hidden just in case someone might steal them, gesturing him to come along.

“you’re saying that like I will do it alone,” he said lifting himself up and out of the water, wrapping the towel he had in the Twinkie around her and grabbing his stuff, “well you will do it with your friends, not alone,” she replied wrapping the towel tighter around her, putting on her sandals.

JJ grabbed their stuff and walked out of the rock, offering his hand so she wouldn’t slip, “and you,” he replied making her smile and glance back at him, "me? So I'm a Pogue now?" she asked teasingly ruffling her hair with the towel.

"Well, I am your friend, you like adventure, saving animals and the sea, you don't hate us, I think you are born a Pogue, besides we could really use your help to become rich," he said shrugging while opening the door to the van.

washing her feet to get rid of the sand she climbed in the passenger seat, towel still tight around her, a mischievous glint in her eyes, "Well, if being a Pogue means embarking on thrilling escapades with you and running from cops, count me in," she said, her voice filled with excitement.

"deal."

and she did become one, helped them find the gold by stealing maps from her father's office, and became a sister to almost everyone, Kiara didn't trust her which was fine, but she didn't hate her either.

Besides she understood what it was like, JJ had stayed by her side for the rest of the time, she was on his, she saved him in many ways, the jacuzzi night, she held him, they ran from cops, she stole for him, for them, got in trouble as well and she was loyal.

That way she cried with him that night when she found out what Luke did to him was the same thing her father did to her, cried with him, and held him at the same time, they were both broken after all.

The night she tried to end her life was the night she met JJ Maybank and he saved her in every way a person can be saved, she stayed the night in John B's house, on the couch, her head to JJ's.

everyone was already asleep, both of them damp after their night swim.

"I see you," he suddenly whispered, the light buzzing from god knows where filling the silence along with the crickets, for a second he thought she had fallen asleep since no answer came from her, "and?" she asked a hot minute, tilting her to the side.

His scent filled her nostrils and made her tensed shoulders relax instantly, "you wouldn't have jumped." he replied staring at the ceiling, his blonde hair falling over his eyes.

JJ's whispered words hung in the air, the weight of their meaning sinking in. Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she processed his statement, his words cut through the darkness, reaching deep into her soul, and touching upon a truth that she had kept hidden for so long.

"God knows what would've happened if you weren't there," she whispered staring at the ceiling with tears blurring her vision, she played with the shell charm of his bracelet.

"but I'm glad it was you," her voice was barely above a whisper, but he heard it, and when he spoke his voice was as soft as a feather, "I'm glad too," he had said and then she felt her blood run hot, cheeks turning rosy.

and with that, they both fell asleep, her finger hooked around his bracelet and his finger drew patterns, their faces so close at the edge of the couch, her head to the right and his to the left, noses almost bumping.

Their breaths synchronized, her scent mixing with his creating the most intoxicating perfume that ever existed, peace washing over them as they slept close to one another, safe from any trouble.

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They fell in love, and they hesitated to tell one another, like the night they hesitated to kiss, there was a palpable tension that's for sure, even the blind could sense it.

But the day she realized that one day she will stop hesitating was in the boat when he fell off it.

"Clear."

He whispered and Y/N walked away with JJ following behind her, a man suddenly appeared in front of her making her call out for the pretty blonde, "JJ..." "of course, there's more of you..." he said pulling out a machete, "get down on your knees," he ordered and JJ grabbed the girl by the waist pulling her back as soon as the man stepped towards her. "Yeah, that's not gonna happen." with that, he charged at the girl who ducked immediately, JJ punched the man and pinned his arm, and Y/N kicked him right in the crotch before with the door to the emergency power locker supply.

Y/N ran towards the railing calling out for the Routledge boy, "JOHN B!" she yelled not even noticing the man approaching her from behind, JJ's eyes widened in horror as he called out for the girl.

"Y/N!" she turned around, eyes on the weapon that went flying towards her, she moved away but it sliced her arm making her wince in pain, "Y/N!" he called again in worry.

Eberhimi lifted his machete and JJ caught his wrist, grabbing him from behind, and elbowing the younger boy in the stomach, he swung at Y/N who caught his wrist and grabbed her collar, her head went to the side and the end of the weapon went right to JJ.

Her eyes widened in terror as JJ fell off the boat into the water, she bit Eberhimi's wrist before grabbing the hand that held the machete, twisting it, and she slammed his head against the glass before the wall.

And with that, he fell to the ground unconscious, Y/N ran towards the edge and called out for JJ whose face was on the water, "JJ!" she called loud enough for Outer Banks to hear.

Y/N's heart pounded in her chest as she watched the boy, she climbed the edge and her demons immediately consumed her, panic gripped her as memories of her own pain and struggles flooded her mind, the night she was standing on the edge.

the same feeling she felt during the fourth of July threatening to overwhelm her, she didn't do it, yet here she is standing on the edge once again.

But she knew she couldn't let fear paralyze her. She had to act. She will step off the edge, god she hoped the water wouldn't turn to solid rocks and kill her immediately, as a payback for not doing it that night

Either you face it or JJ dies. she thought.

With her heart pounding and her mind filled with a mixture of terror and determination, Y/N took a deep breath and closed her eyes tightly before stepping off the edge.

The air rushed past her, and for a split second, she felt weightless, suspended between the fear of the unknown and the hope for a different outcome.

As she descended towards the water, her mind raced with thoughts of what awaited her below. Would the water be a lifeline, cradling her safely in its embrace? Or would it become a cruel reminder, punishing her for the choice she didn't make before?

It was too deep, way too deep, she wasn't that good at swimming either, her feet touched the sand for fuck's sake that night because she was scared!

"JJ!" she screamed swimming towards him, turning the boy around she wrapped her arm around his waist, trying to keep them both afloat.

Her heart was racing as she struggled to keep her head above water, tried to fight her own demons that gripped her hair, feet, and everywhere and pulled her, "Please wake up JJ," she pleaded, her voice choked with tears and water that started filling her lungs, "I need you." she begged.

"JJ, stay with me." she called pushing his pretty blonde hair out of his face as she slapped his cheek gently, "J, please. Please!" she exclaimed louder this time.

Y/N's arms were growing tired, and she was struggling to keep JJ's head above water, his entire body leaned against hers desperately.

She could feel herself slowly drowning, but she refused to let go of him. Kicking and trashing around, moving her legs in fast motions, looked nothing like swimming, but kept her head a little above. She moved her legs around at a rapid speed to keep them both afloat, her heart was pounding in her chest, and she was gasping for air, her eyes burning from the salty water.

"Hang on, JJ," she said, her voice shaking. "We'll make it through this together." Despite her fear and exhaustion, Y/N continued to fight, determined not to let JJ go.

she leaned her head against his, his entire head leaning on her shoulder, "John B's coming, John B's coming." she whispered hoping he could hear her, mostly to herself, so she doesn't give up and let her demons take her.

The world really was against her huh?

Y/N was growing weaker by the second, her arms and legs were aching, and she could feel her muscles going numb.

She slowly leaned back, her eyes growing heavy as she struggled to stay conscious, "JJ," she called his name a thousand times, her voice barely above a whisper, "Stay with me, please."

Y/N knew she was fighting a losing battle, she did everything she could to stay awake and not let the water take her.

She squeezed him tightly, feeling his body grow heavier in her arms, despite the pain and exhaustion trying to take over, and dominate, she stayed awake until help arrived.

until John B. arrived.

"JOHN B! HELP!"

Y/N's lungs were burning, and she could feel the water going into her mouth as she called out for help.

"Help!" she shouted, her voice hoarse, "Please, John B help us!" she could feel herself slipping away, her body growing numb as the water enveloped her.

She coughed and sputtered, the taste of salt water filling her mouth, but even as she struggled to breathe, she refused to let go of JJ.

She held him tightly, her arm wrapped around him so tightly, doing everything she could to keep him above water, even pushing him slightly above her even if it resulted in her being underwater.

"Hang on, JJ," she said, her voice shaking, "Just a little longer. John B is coming." Despite the overwhelming odds against her, Y/N continued to fight, her legs moving rapidly as if she never swam in her entire life, determined to stay alive for JJ's sake.

Y/N sobbed against JJ's neck, her tears mixing with the salt water, "I'm sorry," she said, her voice trembling from the cold and fear, "I'm sorry. I should've been hit."

She felt guilty and responsible for JJ's injuries, and the weight of it was unbearable.

The water felt like it had hands, pulling her down and dragging her away from JJ. But she clung to him, her grip growing tighter as she fought against the current.

Soon enough, John B appeared and the pogues called out for their friend, "NO! No! No!" exclaimed John B stopping the boat and reaching for his best friend, his brother, and his family.

Y/N couldn't hear her friends calling out for her. She was lost in her own world, struggling to keep her head above water.

As soon as she felt JJ's weight slip away from her, safe and in the arms of her best friend, she let the water take her.

She felt herself sinking deeper and deeper, the darkness closing in all around her.

It wasn't until she felt the strong hands of Sarah, John B, Pope, and Kiara grabbing her and lifting her from under the water that she opened her eyes, gasping for air.

She clung to them tightly, using their strength to lift herself up and out of the water. She was shaking and disoriented, but she was alive.

"Thank you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, "Thank you for saving me." with that, she looked around for JJ, and her heart sank to her stomach when she saw him lying motionless in the lifeboat.

She crawled towards him, her hands shaking as she reached out to slap his cheek, "Wake up, JJ," she pleaded, her voice choked with emotion.

"Please, wake up!" But JJ remained still, and Y/N felt a sense of panic rising in her chest, no, he can't die.

she knew that she had to do something to help him, so she began slapping his chest, trying to get the water out of his lungs, her friends surrounded her with worry and fear rushing through their veins.

Only Y/N calling and begging him to wake up boomed around them. "Come on, JJ, you can do this. Get up!" she said, her voice quivering badly, she was always a tough person with no fear in her eyes, and now they could see the pure anger and worry in them.

"Don't leave me like this." Y/N continued to work on JJ, refusing to give up even as her arms were limp and her eyes were blurry.

JJ suddenly sat up, coughing and spluttering, water coming out of his mouth.

He looked around, disoriented, and saw John B smiling down at him, "Welcome to the land of the living, dude," John B said, his voice filled with relief. "No CPR needed, huh?"

He didn't respond, instead, his eyes landed on Y/N's hand on his chest, and then on her tear-streaked face.

He sat up, feeling the weight of what had just happened hit him, his tensed muscles dropped at the sight of her like this, "Hi," she greeted, her voice hoarse and filled with relief.

"'sup?" he added teasingly, trying to lighten the mood.

Everyone laughed, and Y/N smacked him before pulling his head towards her chest and hugging him tightly.

She cried silently and kissed his forehead repeatedly, whispering, "Oh, darling, oh JJ, I thought I lost you."

JJ hugged her back, burying his head in the crook of her neck, "I'm here," he said, his voice shaking with emotion. "I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere." He held her tightly, feeling her warmth and her love envelop him.

For a moment, everything else faded away, and all that mattered was Y/N and JJ, together and alive, that was also the day they both realized they were really in love.

"What the hell happened?" JJ asked, reaching to touch his wound, but Y/N slapped his hand away, replacing it with a piece of fabric.

"The blunt end of a machete," replied Cleo, her voice filled with concern, "Machete?" JJ asked a hint of pride in his voice, "The blunt end. Next time, duck," Y/N said, nodding at Cleo before turning to glare at JJ.

JJ chuckled, wincing slightly at the pain in his side. "I'll try to remember that next time," he said, his voice laced with humor, "Thanks for the save, Y/N."

Y/N shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "You saved me, I save you," she said, her eyes softening as she looked at JJ, "I couldn't let anything happen to your dumbass."

JJ smirked, but then he suddenly fainted dramatically, his body falling back onto the boat.

Y/N gasped and rushed to his side, checking his wounds, "JJ, JJ, are you okay?" she asked, her voice full of worry, suddenly, JJ's eyes snapped open, and he grinned up at her. "Gotcha," he said, laughing.

Y/N rolled her eyes in vexation, but she couldn't help but smile, "You're such a drama queen," she said, shaking her head in amusement.

JJ sat up, wincing slightly at the pain in his side, "What can I say?" he said, his voice filled with humor. "I like to keep you on your toes." she looked at JJ in pure annoyance, raising an eyebrow, "I can throw you back, you know," she said, her voice laced with sarcasm.

JJ grinned, knowing full well that she would never actually do it. "You won't," he said, his voice teasing.

But then Y/N gave him a glare that made him wince. "You won't, right?" he asked, suddenly unsure, "if you annoy me, then I will."

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A/N: this might be one of the most beautiful things I've written along with Fairytale, my Kaz Brekker book which you can check out on Wattpad, my account is: KazBrekker090!

I am in love with JJ, that is it, took a while for me to finish this so please do comment what you think and whether I should write a Part 2 where they kiss? Request anything you wish by the way! and thank you!

Like and comment pls!

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a-aexotic · 1 year

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❜ 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

rafe cameron

fics

-> clingy!rafe part 2 sort of part 3?

-> comfort fic

-> half & half universe

-> picture perfect universe

-> diet coke

-> blank space

-> paris

-> my tears ricochet ☆

-> dancing with our hands tied ☆

-> getaway car part 2

-> haunted

-> fav headcanons

-> rafe defending pogue!reader

-> love triangle w/ jj & rafe part 2

-> dating john b's sister

-> being in a secret relationship

-> enemies to lovers

jj maybank

fics

-> confession on poguelandia (routledge!reader) ☆

-> jj as a soccer player

-> right where you left me

-> love triangle w/ jj & rafe

-> jj cheating

-> jj being protective over you

sarah cameron

fics

-> angst to comfort ☆

john b routledge

fics

-> vitamin D masks

-> platonic!sister reader getting trapped by rafe

pope heyward fics

-> confession

-> helping you fall asleep

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spnhits-blog · 4 months

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Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader

Warnings: jealous JJ, Rafe being himself, fem!reader, fights, friends to lovers, angst, fluffy ending

Summary: When JJ sees that his best friend, and long time secret crush, is spending time with Rafe Cameron at a party he makes a scene and has to deal with the consequences.

A/N: Not my best, but it is my first one shot! Please let me know if you like it, or want to request any!

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"Hey, princess." Rafe barked, giving Y/n a sly smile as he approached her on the beach.

Y/n rolled her eyes, squinting at the arrogant, hot, but insufferable kook. "What do you want, Rafe? Haven't gotten your fix yet?" She referred to just the other day when he and Topper got into a brawl with Pope and JJ over yet another kook versus rouge dispute.

Rafe dryly chucked and rubbed his chin. "No," he spat before stopping himself, he came over here for a reason. "Listen, I- uh, I wanted to see if you were going to the bonfire tonight."

Her annoyance quickly dropped into concern, he must've been planning something to go down with her and all of her friends. "What's it to you?"

"Hey," he raised his hands in surrender. "I'm coming in peace, alright? Y'know I've always had a thing for you, and that overprotective boyfriend of yours is always starting shit with me - "

"JJ's not my boyfriend." Y/n quickly cut him off, which got a half smile out of Rafe. She caught on to her mistake of only becoming vocal just to basically say 'I'm single'. And she couldn't shake the feeling in her chest when she admitted she'd never be with JJ. "W-well I mean, there isn't really anything with us but that doesn't change - "

"Princess, just hear me out." He took her silence, as an acceptance to keep talking. "I want to see you there. Just give me a chance for one drink, maybe one song, or if you're feeling good then - "

"Rafe." She hissed, her cheeks becoming red as her head whipped around to see if anyone was watching the two of them converse. Rafe started to laugh, seeing her frit over what was happening. She looked back at him and couldn't help but let out a breathless chuckle.

"Okay, okay I won't get ahead of myself. But I'm planning on seeing you tonight, got it? Don't let me down, gouge princess."

Y/n opened her mouth to speak, but fell silent when he started to walk backwards with a wide smile and return to his side of the beach where all his other friends hung around. What the hell is he thinking? I mean, sure he's flirted with her before but she always thought it was to get under JJ or John B or even Pope's skin. What if this was a prank or something?

Her mind raced a million times a minute, but she couldn't help but notice that she wore a small smile on her face after their run in. God, why was Rafe only the male attention she's gotten lately?

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"Rafe asked you out?!" Kie squealed, as her and Sarah looked at Y/n with the biggest bug eyes ever.

"Well, not exactly. He just wants to hang out at the bonfire that's going on tonight."

Sarah covered her mouth with her hand, looking in between the two girls. It was weird hearing that her brother Rafe wanted to go out with her best friend, a pouge nonetheless. "Are you going to? I mean, it is Rafe."

All the girls grimaced at the thought of all the destruction he's caused in their lives. All the fights with the boys, the family trouble Sarah's had to deal with over the years, and just the overall fact he was basically the kook king.

Y/n sighed, "I don't think so, I mean it's so not a good idea. Or look."

Kie furrowed her eyebrows, "Do you want to?" There was a beat of silence, which Kie took as a hint of an answer. "Cause it seems you're giving logical answers instead of a flat, 'no, it's Rafe of all people'."

"Well of course yeah, 'Rafe of all people,'" Y/n groaned, dragging her hands over her face before looking at her best friends. "I just, I don't know. Most guys around here aren't interested in me, y'know. I've been hopelessly following JJ for like ever. And yes, it's most likely a prank or just a ruse to start something with the guys again... I can't help but think about how it did make me feel good to have someone interested in me, even if it is Rafe."

Kiara and Sarah looked at each other with a dreadful look that Y/n wasn't paying attention to. They, of course, knew the reason why no guys ever approached you. It didn't have anything to do with you; you're beautiful, smart, and know how to ride the hell out of a wave. It all had to do with a certain blonde boy the three of you were all close to. JJ Maybank was your protector, unwanted at times and often scared and threaten away any foolish guy who tried to show their interests. They also know he was deeply in love with you, but you've always been oblivious to it.

"What, guys. Is that so bad?"

The two girls snapped out of their thoughts, and Sarah sent the girl a sad smile. "No, Y/n. It's not bad, but we just think," She looked back at Kie to try to get some more advice to give to the girl without revealing their other friend's big secret. "That there's better guys out there, that also have their eye on you."

Y/n scoffed, throwing herself on the bean bag chair that Kiara had in the corner of her bedroom. "Like who?"

Kie sighed and took a seat on her bed. "I know you don't see it but a lot of guys are. And they could even be right in front of you without you even realizing it - "

Sarah pretended to clear her throat, giving Kie a wide eyed look. She had been sworn to secrecy by her boyfriend John B to keep JJ's big secret on the down low, and she didn't want to have to deal with whatever could happen if she was the one who spilled the beans. She quickly threw you a big smile, trying to act somewhat normal before you called them out. "Whatever you choose to do, we got your back. Okay? So let's all get hot, and go meet the guys before we head out to get plastered."

All the three girls laughed and listened to Sarah. It was already 4, and they were supposed to meet at the chateau by 6. Y/n shook her head still giggling, "Fine, you're right. Now lets find you an outfit because you always take an hour choosing."

"Hey!" Sarah fake pouted, as the other two girls laughed on their way to Kie's closet.

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Kie finally parked her car in front of the chateau, the three girls hopping out of the car only to hear the guy's hollering and laughs. Pope sat in one of the chairs outside, John B laying in the hammock, and JJ reenacting some fight he got into with some kooks the other week.

"Hey, idiots!" Kie called out, catching their attention. Sarah skipped over to her boyfriend, who frantically tried getting out of the hammock to engulf her in a big tight hug. Pope's eyes brighten just by the sight of Kie, who gave him a cheeky smile and took a seat next to him on the other open chair.

Y/n laughed at both interactions and walked closer to the group, JJ standing there with his arms out welcoming her. "What you waiting for, sweet girl?" He joked, noticing they were basically 3rd wheeling the couple and the 'unestablished but still couple' (Kie and Pope of course).

Y/n giggled, playfully rolling her eyes at JJ's antics but still gave him a hug as a greeting. "Hi, Jayj." She whispered into his chest. JJ wrapped on arm around her lower back and the other held her head close to his chest, squeezing a little on her waist. Y/n immediately felt the blood rush to her cheeks, as she wrapped both arms around his mid back and breathed in his scent. She stepped back after a moment, and looked at the other 4 as a way to focus on what they came here for. "So, are we pregaming or what?"

All the pouges cheered, John B and JJ springing in action to get more beers, a bottle, and JJ's stash to present to all of them. JJ stuck a joint in between his lips, adjusting the red cap on his head as he looked at all of the pouges with a mischievous look in his eye. "This night's gonna be legendary, I can feel it."

Kie scrunched her face, but before she could call out how ridiculous he was being per usual Pope beat her to it. "JJ, last time you said that we all limped home."

JJ froze for a second but quickly disregarded his best friend, "I was high, I think. Whatever, whatever, come on guys! We're gonna have a good night," he whooped and everyone else just laughed along ready for the night to start.

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They all arrived to the boneyard for the party, one of the firsts of the summer so both kook and pouges were going to be there and they all made a pact to stay out of trouble with the kooks. Well, in JJ's case, to try to stay out of trouble.

Once everyone got a drink, John B and Sarah quickly made their way closer to the speakers so they could dance. Kie saw some other friends she knew who loved cleaning up beaches with her and went to go catch up with them. Pope and JJ were trying to find a drinking game they could play, while Y/n scanned the beach to see if anyone in particular was actually there.

Soon, she finally caught eyes with a certain kook king who was giving her a smirk from across the bonfire. She looked like a deer in headlight, and quickly tried to see if Sarah or Kie was paying attention so she could get some last minute girl advice.

But, sadly, they were preoccupied and enjoying their time. She sighed, and looked back at Rafe. He beckoned her over to him and some of his friends, including Topper and Kelce. Y/n looked over at JJ and Pope who suddenly started bickering over whether weed was good for you or not. "Hey, I'll be right back."

The boys nodded at her, not taking a minute to stop their heated debate. Y/n slowly began to walk over to Rafe, the only thing on her mind being, I really hope this isn't gonna be a prank.

"Princess, you came!" Rafe cheered smirking down at the girl who finally made her way over to him and his friends. Topper and Kelce gave her a small nod, but neither of them seemed impressed by her. Hell, they often took shots at her and her friends over the years.

She awkwardly smiled at them back and turned to Rafe. "So.. you wanted a chance for just one drink, right?"

"Yeah, here let me get you one." Rafe confidently put his hand on your mid back and led you guys to one of the kegs nearby. "Listen, I know this is weird. But what I said earlier is true, and I've never made the effort to try to see if anything could happen.. and I'm not as horrible of a guy like your friends think I am."

"One of those friends is your own sister, makes you think though, no?"

Rafe clicked his tongue, thinking of a way to justify a comeback. Y/n laughed the longer it took for him to recover. "I'm just messing with you," She took a sip from her drink and he just looked at her with an amused look.

"So this isn't going horribly bad, I'm assuming?"

"I could just chug this, and then y'know, just walk back to my friends."

Rafe looked back over to where you were standing with JJ and Pope and saw that JJ was looking around the party, most likely looking for where you went off to. He looked back at you, to see you take another big sip of your drink. "Okay, well we might as well have fun then. How about a game of beer pong, you and me versus Top and Kelce?"

She nodded, agreeing to the game against some stupid kooks. The four of them quickly racked up the cups and started to play. Top and Kelce made the first dent in cups, but Rafe and Y/n were just a little too competitive to give up.

"I thought you were the 'Kook King' and you haven't made one cup in!" Y/N laughed as she sunk the ball into one of 6 left red solo cup.

Rafe shook his arm out, "Okay, don't worry.. it's all about the comeback," he spoke steadily, and quickly threw the ball in the same cup.

"Oh shit!" Y/N cheered as the got two cups out, and the balls back. "Okay, okay. I see how you play."

Rafe smirked, "I've seen you watch me play before, you should now I'm good."

Y/n's eyes widen, stunned to even defend herself as he shot his turn. Yes, she's admired how good Rafe can look when he's not being an extreme asshole but she didn't think he caught on. She didn't even really think he had a thing for her either, but he keeps bring it up.

The four of them continuing their game until there's only one cup left for each team.

Rafe grunts as his shot bounces off the rim, if they didn't get it in this round they loose. He turned to you, and rested his arms on your shoulder as if he was your coach. "You got this."

Y/n sternly nods, and zeros in on her target. She let out a deep breath and swiftly threw the ball and it perfectly landed in the cup. Y/n and Rafe loudly cheered, catching the attention of practically anyone around them. Rafe instinctively threw his arms around Y/n's waist and picked her up with ease. The two laughed and kept cheering over Topper and Kelce's shouts of unfairness and how the game was stupid anyway.

"Damn, princess I didn't know you were gonna be that good." Rafe laughed and slowly set you down, but not backing up just yet.

Y/n opened her mouth to respond but another rough one called out from behind the pair. "Y/n, what the hell are you doing with these guys?!"

Rafe turned around to see JJ walking up to him with a pissed off look clear on his face. "Oh, come on now." Rafe humored, smirking like the devil at the other blonde man who was looking at him like he wanted to tear him apart. "We're just having a little fun, right Y/n?"

Y/N frowned from the tone of voice Rafe used to irk JJ. Yeah, she should've known it was just to get a ruse out of her friends. How stupid of her..

JJ took his eyes off Rafe and looked to your less happy self, and the anger slowly rolled off him. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and gestured his hand to you. "Let's just go, sweetheart."

Y/n looked back at Topper and Kelce, who's snickering began tp quiet down because of her gaze. She brushed past Rafe, who started getting annoyed by the fact that all JJ had to do was call you over and you'd go willingly.

Y/n met JJ's side and the pair began to walk a few feet away from the kooks. Until.. "Hey, JJ!"

Y/n gave JJ a look that said, 'just ignore him.' But JJ didn't see, he just glared down at the sand, slowing down his pace but still walking the same direction as you.

"Next time you can pick her up after I'm done with Pouge Princess."

"That's it!" JJ swiftly turned around and launched himself at Rafe. He successfully hit Rafe square in the jaw, and kept the hits coming.

"JJ!" Y/n yelled, watching as the two went crashing down on the sand both landing punches anywhere on the other.

Topper and Kelce rushed over to the two brawling guys, Pope and John B coming from somewhere behind Y/n to get JJ out of yet another fight.

"JJ, enough man!" John B yelled, as him and Pope grabbed him off of the bleeding kook. JJ was also bleeding from his lip, bruises starting to form on his arms and sides. Rafe got the brunt of it, a bloody probably broken nose clearly evident. A big bruise also forming on the side of his temple.

JJ kicked sand at the three kooks who glared at the other pouges.

Sarah and Kie slowly stepped beside Y/n watching the fight with wide eyes. "I'll get the twinkie started.." Sarah trailed off, putting her hand on Y/n's shoulder before walking away to get their getaway car.

The five pouges started to follow the blonde girl before JJ pushed John B and Pope off of him. "I'm fine, god! Get off, bro. I'm chillin!"

Y/n stopped in her tracks, and snapped her head to look back at him. They were about 20 feet away from the heat of the party, most people ignoring them now and continuing with the rest of the party. "What's wrong with you?"

JJ barked out a laugh, wiping the blood off his chin with the back of his hand. "What's wrong with me?! You're the one trying to slum it with those dumb kooks!"

"No I'm not, JJ! Stop it."

By now, the other three og pouges backed away and made their way to the twinkie. They all knew the two of them could handle this on their own.

"What? You really think Rafe is someone you want to spend time with? Since when has that been a thing?"

"God, it's not. It's - it's nothing.."

JJ gave her an unconvinced look, his arms flailing everywhere as he paced around trying to figure out some way to get rid of this adrenaline rush. "What are you hiding, huh?"

Y/n furrowed her eyebrows in disappointment, her mouth agape from what he was trying to get at. He looked disgusted at her for thinking she was sleeping with kooks. "I'm not sleeping with Rafe. He stopped me earlier on the beach and asked to see me at the bonfire tonight. I wasn't even going to, but you were busy with - "

"So you chose to see Rafe? Are you that stupid?!"

"I'm not stupid! Nothing bad even happened until you came and started a fight."

JJ nodded his head with his face all scrunched up. "Oh, yeah I saw you having a blast with those kooks. I bet you guys get along so well."

"And what if I did? I'd be a kook? Someone you hate - someone you're disgusted by?" Y/n breathed out the last part, tears starting to sting by the hurt she was feeling. Why was JJ acting like this? You and him were the closest to each other in the group, thick as thieves. But he's never treated you like this before.

JJ stopped pacing, and saw the tears in her eyes. All his anger towards you started to dissipate seeing that he was the one to make you cry. Not a kook, but him. "Y/n - "

She shook her head, blinking away her tears as fast as she could. "Whatever, JJ. Nice to see how you really feel about me."

She took off towards the twinkie, brushing away a couple tears that fell down her cheeks in frustration. She finally made it to the back of car, where Pope and Kie sat with sympathetic gazes. Great, they probably overheard everything.

"He's just not good at showing how he feels," Kie softly offered to the girl who now sat next to her. Sarah and John B looked at each other with worried faces in the front of the van.

Y/n picked at the floor of the van, rolling her eyes. "I know him, he's just being an asshole."

Without a beat JJ threw himself in the back, slamming the door behind him. There was only silence that followed until John B put the car in drive and drove over to the chateau.

They all awkwardly got out the twinkie once they were finally at John B's. Y/n headed straight for her bag she left by the hammock whereas the others entered the chateau. Before JJ was the last one in, he was blocked by John B.

"What, man."

John B gave him a pointed look, "Fix this with her. You were being a real tool."

JJ scoffed trying to play it off, but he knew John B was right. He knew you were right to hate him right now.

"Tell her." Pope spoke up, the other two girls nodding behind him.

JJ looked at everyone, before looking back at you who was hurriedly trying to grab all of your belongings.

"Shit," he whispered to himself once he started to see you angrily walk away from the house. Clearly trying to walk home, or anywhere JJ wasn't. "Wait! Wait, wait, wait." He called out, running over to you and caught your arm before you got too far.

He pulled you as gently as he could so that you'd face him. Unlike the last time you looked at him, you had a blank facial expression. Which somehow made him feel even worse than when he made you cry.

"I-I didn't mean any of that. I fucked up, okay?" He began to ramble, you not making an effort in responding or even giving him any sort of emotion. "I just couldn't deal with you and Rafe, he doesn't deserve - "

"But I deserved what you said to me?"

JJ sighed, his arm falling from his grip on your arm. He scratched the back of his head before readjusting the worn out red cap a few times. "Y/n, I'm sorry."

At the actual apology Y/n's face softened a little, it wasn't like he apologized for much or anything really.

"I was being a dick. And you don't deserve that. You deserve better than anyone on this fucking island. Especially Rafe.." He licked his lips, and swallowed the fear in his throat. "Even me."

Y/n's face scrunched in confusion, "What do you mean, J?"

JJ looked all over her face before looking in her eyes, and raised a hand cup her cheek. Her lips parted in surprise at the sudden realization of how close they were.

He slowly leaned in, checking for any hesitance she might've given him. He pressed his lips against hers, holding her firmly against his body. Y/n's eyebrows raised in surprise, and it took her a moment to even realize that JJ was kissing her. She felt him start to pull away and quickly threw her arms around his neck and kissed him back. The kiss became more hungry, one of JJ's hands trailing to the back of her neck and the other still gripping her hip.

They broke apart and gasped for air. Y/n looked up at JJ, both of their arms still around each other just heavy breathing. "Jayj.."

"I love you. I've been in love with you for years, and I've been too scared to admit it.. maybe even to myself. But when I saw you with Rafe I just couldn't help myself. And I know I might have fucked up our friendship, you probably don't even like me. I don't deserve yo-"

"Don't say that." Y/n cut JJ off, one of her hands moving from his shoulder to caress his jaw and cheek. "You deserve everything, Jayj. Don't you know that? I've been so focused on no guy ever looking at me twice on this stupid island.. I never thought you'd love me back."

JJ's eyes widen, a big smile spreading his face. "Y-you love me?"

Y/n let out a breathless laugh, nodding along. "Of course I love you, JJ. I always have."

JJ slammed his lips against her's once more, both of them smiling and giggling during it. Both of his hands traveled to grab her waist, pick her up and twirl her around. She let out a big hearty laugh, throwing her head back. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her as he set her back down on the ground.

"If I knew all it was going to take for this to happen was just to be with Rafe, I would've done it a lot sooner."

He sent her a fake glare, playfully pushing her head as she laughed. "Don't even."

"Hey, lovebirds!" Kie called out, all the pouges laughing and cheering for the newly couple. "Are you coming back inside or what?"

JJ and Y/n laughed and headed back over to the chateau. JJ softly reached behind him for her hand, the two smiled at each other softly. They've gone through so much more than just a heated argument. They could make it through anything together.

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