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messwithideas · 3 years

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What’s the Plan?

Pairing: JJ Maybank/John B x reader Words: ~980

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

“Are you sure about this?”John B asked when you opened the front door. “Of course I am” you snorted and all the three of you went inside, quietly. “Mom’s at work and dad’s… somewhere” you said when the whole house was dark and quiet.

You weren’t allowed to have guys in the house, especially if there was no one else in the house, and especially not have them in your room and the door closed. You really didn’t know the real reason why you couldn’t spend time with guys in your own house, even they were your best friends. Your mom had just said No. She was a little bit… protective? And did your dad have any opinion on this? No. He didn’t care who you bring to the house –he wasn’t spending time in the house as much as your mother was, and your mother had turned to be the “man of the house”. You walked to the upstairs, you behind JJ and John B, just making sure that none of your parent wasn’t coming home in the same second. All of you get inside your room and sat down and started to have the basic time what you always had together; talking about school, making fun of Kooks and just telling some weird stories. Hours flew and you had no idea what the time was –your mom usually comes home at 5 and it was a plan to get JJ and John B out of the house before 5- and you took your phone in your hands to look at the clock, and as you saw the time, you gasped and started to panic a little bit. “Umm guys…” you said and both of them turned to look at you. “Something wrong?” JJ asked and you nodded your head with big widen eyes. “You know what the time it is?” and John B looked his watch and his face dropped. “It’s 5” and it was heard that the front door closed. “Y/N, you home?” your mom shouted from downstairs. “Oh shit” JJ said and everyone in the room started to panic a little bit. “Y/N?” your mom shouted again, and the sound of her footsteps reached in to your room from the stairs. “You home?” the voice of your mother’s started to come closer.“What we’re gonna do?” JJ asked a little bit scared. “I uh.. I-I don’t know “ you ran your hands down on your face. You looked through your room to see was there any kind of place where John B and JJ would both hide, but there was nothing. Your closet was too small. A hide under your bed was bad, because your mom would see them immediately as she walks in to your room. “What’s the plan?” JJ whispered frustrated when the steps of your mom were coming closer and closer. “Now I know!” you said and started to push John B and JJ at your window. You opened the window and forced them to get out of the window. “Just stay out of the sight” you said. “What?” JJ asked but you already shut the window and pulled curtains down. “Y/N?” your mom opened the door and it that same second you jumped on your bed, took a book in your hands and acted like you were reading. “So you were home…” you mom said and her eyes were wandering quickly and invisibly all over your room. “Why you didn’t say anything when I called you?” she asked. “I-I didn’t hear you” you lied. “Through your reading?” she asked and you nodded. “Why you are even reading in the dark?” your mom noticed the curtains being down. “I-I just wanted to try how good my dark sight is” your mouth spilled some really weird lies out of your mouth, and it was seen from your mother’s confused look. “Okay then…” she started to back off.

“What are you guys doing in there?” a voice asked from the ground. John B and JJ turned around carefully, hoping it wasn’t your dad. Luckily it was just Kie. “Shh” JJ showed his finger on his lips and Kie shook her head with a laugh. Kie moved a little bit closer to them. “Y/N’s mother came home?” she asked and both John B and JJ nodded their heads. When your mom had closed your door, you jumped out of your bed and opened the window. “That was a close call!” JJ laughed when your head popped out from the window. “Yes it was” you breathed. “But we’re clear?” John B asked and you nodded. “We’re clear. Oh, hi Kie!” you said when you saw Kie down there and laughing. “I think it’s better for us to go now” JJ said and you looked at them. “Yeah, I think so too” you smiled ashamed, and John B and JJ started to get down from the little roof piece what was under your window. The boys were down and walked away with Kie. You shut the window and crashed slowly to the floor and put your head against a wall. “That was way too close” you blew the air out of from your lungs. “Y/N, Kiara and the boys are here!” suddenly your mom shouted. You got up from the floor confused and walked to the front door, where Kiara, John B and JJ were standing. “You ready?” Kie asked and before you were asking where, John B threw the go-with-the-plan –face. “Yeah, I’m ready” you said when you get the hint. “Let me just grab my things and then we can go” you said and started to put a jacket on you, and before you headed outside from the front door, your mom stopped you. “Next time, try to hide them quieter and lie a little bit better, okay?” your mom whispered and you blushed. She had heard everything.

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Already Gone pt. 2

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader Words: ~3.2K

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

Part 1

All of you three were walking all around the town, just killing time. As you were walking on a quiet street, a big tree got your attention. Even it was a really big tree, maybe the biggest in the island, it wasn’t the reason what made you slow down a little bit. You saw a glimpse of a really familiar red cap. You slowed your speed so much that you stopped and John B, Pope or Kie didn’t notice you leaving behind.

You looked at the tree and you felt how your heart was beating warmness for the first time after couple months. You tilted your head a little bit to your right. “JJ?” you said under your breath and started to get a little bit existed. ”JJ!” you yelled out of nowhere and started to run and your yell made John B, Pope and Kie turn around. ”Y/N?” Pope asked and all of them saw you running towards the huge tree. But as you arrived to the tree, there was nothing. “What?” you breathed and a hollow feeling got back in your heart and your sight started to get blurry. “Y/N what was that?” Kie asked when they came to you. “I-I…” you looked around. “I thought I-“ a sob came out quietly. John B walked to you, put his arm around you and turned you away. ”Let’s get you home, okay?” he said and you nodded with tears in your eyes. You looked over your shoulder and saw the big, old tree standing there alone. “I thought I saw him…” you smiled down and John B pulled you closer. Pope and Kie made eye contact with John B, who looked at the tree a little bit allusive.

JJ had his hand on his mouth and was holding his breath. He wasn’t sure when to move but when he wasn’t hearing your breaking voice anymore, he peaked his head out carefully from behind a bush and sighed for relief. “Fucking hat” he looked up, took the red cap from his head and hurled it on the ground and buried his face in his hands. “Fuck” he breathed. He knew it was a bad idea to appear to the places where all of you were walking around.

“I think I’m going crazy” you said as you walked through the chateau. “Don’t say that” Pope said and you all took a sit on the back porch. “Well did you see anything? Did you see the red trucker cap of his?” your eyes turned frighten and everyone shook their heads. “That what I thought so… I’m losing my mind. I’m seeing glimpses of him in every corner and places where he’s not suppose to be. I can’t stop thinking about him and sometimes I can hear his scoffing… Soon I’m gonna see him truly” you started hyperventilating and John B sat next to you and closed you in to his arms, again. “I have no control anymore…” you sobbed and buried your face in his chest. It was heart breaking to John B, Pope and Kie to see how you were losing your hope on JJ not coming back. The first month after he fled, you wished, dreamed and prayed every night that you would find him next to you, but every time you woke up, eyes swollen and hollow hearted, there was no one next to you. Only a cold, empty spot.

You cried yourself to sleep, Kie and Pope had gone to their homes and John B was watching over you –since JJ left, you didn’t want to stay at your own home because it brought way too many memories of JJ and if you stepped inside, you couldn’t get yourself out there anymore and your parents wouldn’t let you go because they were concerned about you and your wellbeing. But they knew where you were staying the nights and they knew how important you friends were to you, so they didn’t demand you to come home –John B, Kie and Pope gave you the best support in many things, better than your own parents. John B tiptoed to the door, throw a jacket on him and looked over his shoulder to you, making sure you were sleeping and sneaked out of the chateau. He walked quickly, looking to his left and right, and behind, making sure that he wasn’t followed. He arrived to the big old tree where you thought you saw JJ. He waited and waited, and soon he heard a branch snapping on half under a shoe and soon there came the blonde from the darkness. Without saying anything to each other, John B threw his arms around him and hugged him tight. “Where the fuck you’ve been JJ?” he breathed to JJ’s neck. “I’m sorry man” JJ breathed. They both let go and after taking one step backwards, John B slapped JJ’s head. “What was that for?” he whined and held his head. “You know exactly what for” John B bit his teeth and JJ looked at him confused. “Cut that I-don’t-know-anything-about-anything –bullshit… It was a stupid move” and JJ already put his head down. “You know how she has been and you don’t want to make her worse, you know that” JJ started to feel guilty. “She’s scared that she’s ending up in an asylum by seeing you everywhere. And you know how hard is to tell her that it’s just her grief what is making her to see you, even everything what she sees is true” John B spitted and JJ avoided his best friend’s eyes –and avoided tears getting to his eyes by biting his bottom lip. “It hurts me, deeply and hard when I had to lie to her” John B breathed heavily. “She loves you, you love him. We love you, you love us. All of us care about you” he put his arms on JJ’s shoulder and caught his reddish and apologizing eyes looking at him. “Why won’t you just come back?” John B threw him a small smile. “I-I can’t…” JJ mumbled and put his head down. “Why? Why the fuck you can’t?” John B started to shake him. “Why did you even left if you want to be seen? We can see you every day, sneaking around and leaving clues that you’re here” John B started to rise his voice and JJ had to back away from him and his arms. “JJ, we need some answers” but he didn’t say anything. “She needs to know” John B started to calm. “She needs to know that she’s not losing her mind” and JJ nodded approving but scared. “Just… Just do something. I know you can do it” John B said after little silence and tapped JJ’s shoulder and soon they both separated.

Days flew and you were still slightly confused did you mind really played trick with you or was it really JJ and his red trucker cap what you saw. You started to get so hopeless and unmotivated that you couldn’t get up from the bed. You would just stare the ceiling and the wall all day long. Even John B, Pope and Kie tried their best to get you up and do some activities, you just couldn’t do anything and it broke your heart and soul. They tried anything just to make you feel better. “We’re gonna go to the march” John B walked to the back porch and looked over you while you were sinking deeper and deeper into one of the chairs. You muttered something and he already knew you weren’t coming with them. He was almost leaving the porch, but he stopped and turned around. “It’s going to be okay someday” he said but you didn’t move a muscle. “He will come back” and you sighed. “How do you know that?” you muffled. “I know JJ. He will come back. He always does” John B threw a quick, comforting smile to you. “But do me a one favor” and you put your tired eyes on him. “Get some air, please” his smiled turned into sweet. “I’m already getting some air” you looked all around the porch but he rolled his eyes. “I mean go for a walk, or something” he hymned and you waved your hand to him to leave already. As John B had left, you couldn’t lay on your place much longer because your back and legs started to ache. It was time to move a little bit. You growled up and slouched outside but not knowing you weren’t alone –JJ was around.

“So he’s really here?” Pope asked and John B nodded. “He’s been here a month” and he started to slow down the boat. “A month? One whole month?” Kie shouted. “How long you’ve been knowing?” and John B tried to calm her down. “Just couple days. I saw him in that same second as Y/N saw his red hat” he said as he turned the engine off on HMS Pogue. “Did he say why he left?” Pope asked but John B shook his head. “What is going on with him…” Kie sighed. “But I told him that Y/N has to know that her eyes haven’t been lying to her” he said and walked to the boat’s deck where Kie and Pope were lying. “So, I said to him that she’s gonna be alone tonight at chateau” he took his shirt off and dove into the water. “And you believe he’s gonna do something?” Kie asked over the deck as John B came to the surface. “Of course he’s gonna do” he shook his head to get his hair away from his face. “Or I wish he would do something” he mumbled and dove again.

You were heading back to the house from your little walk and as you were slouching on the dry path way, you noticed something on the ground, close at the front door. It was something that didn’t belong to the nature. It was something red, something noticeable. You walked slowly to the odd object. You kneeled down and took it to you hand. It was JJ’s cap. Your heart skipped a beat and you looked to your right and left. No one. You got up and span around. Still no one in nowhere. “This is it. I’ve lost my mind” you chuckled restlessly, trying not to freak out as you were holding his cap. You started to breath quietly and concentrate to the nature to hear was there something abnormal in the symphony, but there were all the same nature symphonies as always. You looked at the dirty and dusty red cap in your hand and turned it around, and even smelled it –just making sure that it was real object in your hand. You still didn’t believe it and you believed that your dream was really realistic -like lucid dreaming gone out of control- so you decided to pinch yourself awake. “Oh shit” you hissed as you sank your fingernails in to your skin. It hurt. It made a little mark to stay on your arm. You didn’t wake up. It was real. You knew that John B, Pope and Kie, all of them were at the sea, your parents were at work, but somehow you felt that there was someone with you, and were having eyes on you. You span around one more time but didn’t see anyone. “I hate this place” you chuckled when you started to get goosebumps. You took the last step up to the front porch but noticed that the door was open -you always close the door and lock it when you’re alone and leave the house. Now it was unlocked and fully open. You started to feel threatened and the adrenaline flowing through your body. You had been taught to always have something with you to protect yourself; a knife, a pepper spray or a flashlight. You bent down slowly, still having your eyes inside to the house and took a little pocket knife out of your shoe and open it silently. You tiptoed carefully inside and had a really good hold on the knife as you walked through the kitchen to the back porch’s door, but before you opened the door, you saw something on the knob. It was a bandana. Black and white bandana, just like JJ’s. “Please someone wake me” now you started to get more scared. You took the bandana to your hand and felt it was warm and slightly sweaty -it had been worn recently. You pushed the door open carefully and tried to sneak to the porch, but the door was old and rusty so of course its hinges creaked loudly. You hid in your shoulder and shut your eyes as the creak wasn’t ending. “Shit” you bit you teeth. The door stopped, so the creaking and you opened your eyes and started to look around but there was nothing or no one. No movement, no life, only the dust flowing in the air. You started to walk towards the shore but turned around immediately realizing it would be was of time. When you were back on the porch you suddenly heard something coming inside from the house. You went inside quietly and walked towards to the noise, being ready to attack. But as soon as you arrived to the kitchen and made eye contact with a mouse, you put your knife down, frowned your face of disgust and watched how the mouse went down from the counter and ran back to its hole. You sighed, turned on your heel and decided to go back to the porch, but as soon as you stepped on the wood floor and turned left, you started to feel really uncomfortable. Your back shivered, adrenaline started to flow faster in you and took a really good and tight grip on your knife and waited it to approach you. You felt how a hand was coming to take grip on your shoulder and you decided to attack. You turned around, grabbed the approaching hand and swung your knife, making the attacker back off. “The fuck Y/N?” and blood started to drop on the floor. “JJ the fuck?” you gasped when you noticed you’d actually slit his arm slightly open. “You could’ve stabbed me in my chest” the voice chuckled from fear. “What the-“ you opened your mouth but suddenly there didn’t come anything out anymore. It felt like someone had ripped your vocal cords out of your throat. Your eyes got wide open, frightened, shocked and watery as you looked at him. You took way too much air in, just to try make your brain work but nothing happened. You lose the grip on your pocket knife and it dropped on the floor, making JJ jump a little bit. “JJ?” you finally got something out of your mouth but with a broken voice. “Is- Is that really you?” you took one step closer and felt how your tears were ready to be fallen down. He was looking at his bloody hand as his other hand was holding the wound, trying to make the bleeding stop. He didn’t want to look at you because he knew he couldn’t handle your broken but hopeful eyes, but he saw you getting closer and closer to him. “Please say something, just to make sure that this isn’t my mind playing with me” you chuckled quickly but you couldn’t keep the smile on your lips. Luckily JJ nodded and you breathed happily –but worried- out. You didn’t know should you jump into his arms, hit him, yell at him or just burst into tears, but you decided to back off and have a sit but somehow you started to feel dizzy and JJ noticed this. “You okay?” he asked concern as he saw you swinging on your stand. “I-I uh…” you stuttered with your words and took one, stumble step backwards. “Hold up” JJ said and took a hold on you, not letting you to crash down. “Yeah, I catchya” he grunted while having your whole weight on his other arm as his other arms was bleeding to death. JJ put you to sit down but didn’t sit with you. “I’ll get some water, okay? Stay there” he went inside, leaving a little blood trail, and came back with little first aid kit and a water bottle. He sat down next to you, gave the bottle to you and started to clean his wound but it was hopeless to watch. You’d got your head together and when you started to see everything clearly, you looked to you left and saw how JJ was struggling with the cleaning. “Gimme that” you said and took the cloth from his hand and started to clean the wound, what you unfortunately had made.

He whined when you cleaned the wound with rubbing alcohol and he complained when the bandage was “too tight”. “What a baby” you snorted in your head as he kept whining. You kept rolling the bandage around the wound when you noticed he breathed in. He cleared his throat softly but you didn’t look at him even you felt his eyes were on you. “I shouldn’t have left like that” he kept looking at you as you ended patching his arm. He took his arm carefully to his side and you crossed your hands together and rested them on your lap. “I’m sorry” he said after a long break and you breathed silently. “I know I hurt you and other, I even hurt myself. But I really don’t know why I fled like that, I really don’t know…” JJ kept apologizing and stuttering with his words but you weren’t listening him at all after he said the word sorry. Even he kept talking and talking about nonsense, you already knew he was sorry by his tone in his voice. It was deep, shaky and broken. “You know” you stopped him in the middle of his words. “I really don’t care why you left anymore” and he looked at you confused, swiped wet face a little. “You’re here and that’s all what I want right now” you looked at him and took his face to your hands and pulled him into kiss. The kiss broke and you saw how confused and a little bit scared JJ was. “Did you see a ghost?” you started to joke around already, but he shook his head and wasn’t laughing. “You’re not mad?” he asked and you looked at him sweetly. “I was never mad. I was just desperate for not knowing the reason why you left” and he smiled down. “But I really thought I was going to spend the rest of my life in an asylum while seeing your red cap behind the tree, the same cap and bandana at here” you chuckled and so did JJ. “Sorry about that” he rubbed his neck. “I had to do something to get your attention. I couldn’t just pop out to the door and be like Sup bros I’m back!” he laughed and smiled at you apologizing. “But will you forget me?” he asked, starting to hide in his shoulders. “Of course” you smiled and pulled him into one more kiss.

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It’s Not The Same Anymore

Pairing: Nick Robinson x reader Words: ~770

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

The air in the airport was awful. The airport shouldn’t be a place where you feel sad and depressive. It's the place where you should be happy that finally you’re getting out and have a good time in the other countries, experience new places and cultures and just relax. But this time was different. You didn’t want to let him go, and he didn’t want to leave you either. “Sweety, it’s time” your mom said and you gently pushed yourself out of Nick’s arms.

His smile was happy but also miserable, so was yours. “We will talk every day, okay?” you said while a tear was running down on your cheek, and Nick nodded with a sniff. Your mom started to walk to the gates and you knew this was it. “We will see each other soon, I promise” your eyes started to get wet again and so did Nick’s. He quickly threw a kiss to your lips and now you were walking away from him. You mom had got a new job from Europe, and there was no other choice than move with her to the other side of the world, because you were too young to live by your own and none of your relatives weren't around. It was just you and your mom. It was hard to tell Nick that you’re moving far away and you’re not gonna see each other so often anymore –you had been dating over 2 years and both of you thought you’d found your soulmate, the true love. But Nick understood how important this job is to your mother and you coming with her. Luckily, the internet has been invited so you don’t have to play pigeon post.

It’s been 6 months since you moved to Europe and you’d told to Nick that you’re gonna visit him soon. But soon was never coming. You didn’t have time and money to fly back to US, and your mom didn’t have time and she didn’t allow you to travel by yourself across the world. The long distance relationship started to get a little bit frustrating when you and Nick never found a good time to talk and it was getting a little bit dull to always ask “How was your day?” “Is everything there well?” and so on. Of course, you were missing Nick and he was missing you, a lot. Both of you had cried yourself to sleep, hugged a pillow at nights wishing you would be next to each other and remembering all the good memories what you had together and imagining what you would be doing in this moment if you were together. And all of this started to make you think. Even you both promised to each other that you’re gonna get this long distance relationship to work, you started to think twice and you even asked help from your mother and she just said “Whatever feels good and it’s best for you. And you can always stay friends…?” So, one day when finally you both had time for each other, you talked things through and when you said the most awful words ever “I’m not sure is this going to work anymore”, you found out that Nick had been thinking the same. After a long discussing, you both decided to stay as friends from now on, and you felt how a huge rock had rolled down from your heart. But for Nick, it was awful. It felt like his heart would’ve been ripped in pieces. When your call was over and you had said goodbyes to each other, Nick was staring his room’s wall and started to feel how he was full of emotions but feeling numb at the same time. And as he was staring the wall, all the memories of the two of you started to come inside his head and felt how a tear dropped down from his eyes, and it didn’t take a while when he felt how his lungs was getting empty from the air. He burst into tears and the crying didn’t stop. Nick loved, and still loves, you so much. He wanted to spend his entire life with you. He had planned everything; the house, the pets, the trips, the wedding, everything. You were his best friend, partner in crime and true love. And now everything had taken away from him. Even you’re still best friends, everything isn’t the same. Everything hits different from now on. He can’t kiss you anymore. He can’t hold you anymore. He has to show his love to you from different angle, from the best friend angle, not the boyfriend angle.

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It’s 12 Somewhere Else

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader Words: ~1,6K

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother langauge” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry...]

You walked to the door and the music was coming through the door. “Well they are ready to party” you snorted to yourself and knocked the door with huge force. You waited few seconds and the door opened “You’re going to pay if there’s a hole on this door” your friend laughed and you get inside their apartment.

It was 3pm on New Year’s Eve and your little friend group had decided to celebrate the New Year in the city, going through bars and just have some fun, getting excited about the next year and leaving all the bad things what happened this year behind. You were eating, drinking, listening to music and just getting the energy and excitement in your bodies, because it was soon time to head outside and face a lot of people. Everyone had made some new year resolutions, like getting into a relationship, concentrate more to themselves, getting into better shape, make new friends and many more, but you didn’t. You just wanted to see what the next year brings and go along with it. But you had a one wish what you wanted to happen –a New Year’s kiss. Even it’s a little bit cliché “tradition”, you just wanted to have it once in your life time before you leave from this planet.

The partying had started and you were already heading to the 4th bar, and at those 3 last bars, all of your friends had made new friends and the group was growing from men –but guess who didn’t have made friends? You. And it was annoying you a little bit because the clock was getting closer and closer to midnight. Everyone had gathered in to the center of the city including you and all you saw was a big screen with a clock on it. It was already 11:30, 30 minutes left and you were the only one with no date and not going to have the midnight kiss.

“10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5” everyone started to count. “4, 3, 2, 1” the clock turned 0:00 and you had lost your hearing. “Happy New Year!” the city blared and everyone around you hugged or kissed someone. Your friends kissed their dates and of course they hugged you and kissed your cheeks. “Maybe next year your wish would come true” one of your friends comforted you –they saw how unhappy you were. “Yeah, maybe next year” you said down. “But I think I’m going home, I’m a little bit tired” you said. “Y/N come on! Please don’t go” your friends whined. “Let’s go to the bar. We’re gonna find a man for you” but you shake your head. “The opportunity went already” and you said goodbyes to your friends and their dates. You didn’t go home. You went to your local bar, what was quite empty. You sat at the bar and ordered gin and tonic. “Happy new year” the bartender said when they handed the drink to you. “Thanks” you said melancholic and took a sip from the drink. You looked around you and all what you saw was couples and little friend groups, and you were the only one who was alone –or you thought so. Playing with your empty glass, staring at the bar’s greasy and sticky table and not feeling the celebration at all, the bartender gave another gin and tonic to you. You looked at them confused and the bartender leaned closer. “This is from that man over there” they said and slightly pointed with their head to the end of the bar table. You turned your head slowly to the way and saw this sweet looking, blonde man taking his drink from the table to his hand and heading to your way. “Fuck” you breathed quietly. You had no idea what you looked and there was no time to open your phone’s camera and fix yourself. You just hoped that you didn’t look like mess. “Is this seat taken?” the man asked and you shook your head. “No. Please sit” and he sat next to you, his whole body towards you. “I didn’t know is that your favorite drink, but I saw you ordering it earlier” he said, trying to not sound like a stalker. “It’s one of my favorites” you hymned. “But hey” he rose his drink. “Happy new year” he smiled and your glasses jingled together. “Happy new year” you muttered somber. “I can see you didn’t have the best last day of the year” he asked carefully and you shook your head. “It should’ve been better” you sighed and drank your drink in one sip. The man waved to the bartender and soon there was another gin and tonic in your hands. “Are you trying to get me drunk and take me to your place?” you asked a little bit sarcastic but the man shook his head with a laugh. “No. I’m not like that. I just want to order drinks to the pretty lady” and you blushed. “Steve Rogers” he gave his hand to you. “Y/N” you introduced yourself as you shook hands. “So Y/N, may I ask you something?” he get a little bit closer to you. “Why you’re not having a good night?” and you sighed. “I-I get it if you don’t want to talk about it” he was a gentleman and something inside you wanted to open up to this man. “Well, this is going to sound ridiculous, but I didn’t get the midnight kiss” you blushed from embarrassment. “Really?” Steve looked surprised. “I know it sounds stupid and a little bit cliché, but I just want to have the New Year’s kiss once in my life before I die” you groaned, starting to get a little bit emotional –the alcohol in your body was the one who got your emotions stronger. You and Steve started to talk about everything, just getting to know each other a little bit –you also told how you started to feel lonely when every friend of your had found a date but you didn’t.

The bar was closing. “May I walk you home?” Steve asked as you walked out of the bar. “If you want to” you smiled. “It would be a pleasure” he smirked. The walk to home was… interesting. Lot of drunk people still screaming “Happy New Year”, some even shouted “Happy Christmas” even Christmas was a week ago. You had arrived to the outside of your apartment and it started snowing. “I’m sorry that you had to listen a stranger’s problems through the night” you apologized. “It’s nothing” Steve smiled and took little step closer to you. “I just wanted to have the kiss, finally experience “the tradition”, but maybe next year is the year…” you looked down to your feet but felt Steve’s eyes on you. “Well, even it’s 1:59 in here, it’s 11:59 somewhere else and a new year is just minute ahead” and you put your excited but questioning eyes on him. Steve looked at his watch and when it hit 2:00, he looked at you. “It’s 12 somewhere else?” you laughed nervously to him, tried to hide into your shoulders and Steve nodded. He took your face in his hands and pulled you into passionate, smooth and soft kiss. As the kiss broke, they stare between your eyes felt like magic. It felt like you were in a dream and everything was from a fairytale. “Happy New Year Y/N” Steve smiled. “Happy New Year” you sighed peacefully and pulled him into another kiss.

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The Rink of Bruises

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader Words: ~800

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother langauge” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry...]

New York really is beautiful around Christmas time. All the lights and the people are just magical and it really is a calming sight. But you had no idea why Peter had taken you into the city. He had just said “Let’s go out”

“Can you just tell me where we are going?” you whined when you were walking hand to hand closer to a park. “You’ll see” he said smiling, and you started to hear laughter, screaming, crying and “Ice skating?” you said when you’ve arrived under big lights what was lighting an ice skate rink with full of people in different ages. “Surprise!” he said happily and you swallowed. “Are you kidding me?” you said and Peter’s smile dropped immediately. “What? What’s wrong? You don’t like it?” he felt broken. “No, I mean… I’m ashamed to say this, but I don’t know how to skate” you smiled uncertain and Peter looked at you. “Oh…” he said. “I-I didn’t know” he put his head down. “If I knew, I wouldn’t bring you here” and you put your hand on his arm. “Well, I never brought the conversation up” you hymned with a smile. “We can go somewhere else, like just walk in the streets” Peter said and already turned on his heel but you stopped him. “No. Let’s stay. Maybe you can teach me?” you said and Peter had a smile on his lips. “Really?” and you nodded. You borrowed some skates and you were ready to head the ice. “Just have a hold on me okay?” Peter said as you were taking a careful step on the ice. As you put your weight on the ice, you bended back and forth, but Peter had a good hold on you and was not letting you fall down. “Bend your knees a little bit-” Peter started to give some instructions to you. “And then took a little “scooter” step with you left foot” and you looked at him. “Scooter step?” you asked. “Pretend you’re riding a scooter down the street, but without the bars” he chuckled and you nodded. You took few steps with your left foot and you were smiling. “This isn’t that bad” you said. “And now take another step with your right foot” and when you switched your balance from your right foot to left, you sway forwards and almost were faced with the ice. Peter helped you to get your balance back. “Maybe this was a bad idea” he said but you shook your head. “No. I want to learn this thing” you said firmly and kept taking steps, slowly but surely. After 10 minutes of taking slow steps and losing balance how many times, you were ready to try your own. “Are you sure…” Peter said when you took your hand off him. “I am!” you said confident, but as you took the first steps, you were on your knees and met by the ice. “You okay?” Peter held his laugh. “Yes, if you help me up” you giggled and he help you up. “Ready?” he said as you cleaned the ice from your legs. “Yep” and you took more than three steps, but now you sway backwards and found yourself on your butt. “Go ahead, laugh” you smiled and Peter gave a little laugh at you, but he help you up again. “Okay, let’s try that again” he said and watched you going. Slowly you went one side of the rink without falling down on the ice, but your feet were aching. “I think I’m not gonna walk in days” you laughed as you rested against your legs. But as you took the next side, you were already down and now you felt frustrated. “Don’t be sad…” Peter said when he rose you up. “When you learn it, you will never forget it” he said. After 30 minutes of skating, over 50 times falling down and whining about your legs hurting, you finally managed to learn the easy hard sport and you wanted to go home. “Just one round more” Peter said and you rolled your eyes. “You said that 4 rounds ago…” you whined. “But this time, if you don’t fall, it will be the last round” he snorted and you hit him gently. And you did it. You skated one round without falling down or swaying back and forth. You were proud of yourself, so was Peter. You stepped out of the rink, returned the skates and started to head home. Your walking was really hard because every muscle of your legs was aching. “I’m feeling that my whole body is going to be full of different colored bruises... I’m gonna kill you if I have a bruise what is the size of a football on my ass” you groaned. “Don’t worry. It’s going to be as big as a basketball” Peter grinned.

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The Wrapping Master

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader Words: ~830

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother langauge” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry...]

“Where the hell is JJ?” Pope looked his phone. “He should’ve been here 10 minutes ago” John B was leaning at the table and resting his face in his hands. 20 more minutes of waiting, there were footsteps getting closer the chateau and the door opened. “Finally!” All the three shouted, not happily at all. “Sorry, lost the count of time” JJ breathed. He had run.

“We’re already late, so let’s go!” John B waved his hand in a high speed, like there was a mission to accomplish, to get everyone out of house. “JJ, hurry up!” John B shouted. “I-I…” he looked somehow concerned. “Don’t you dare tell me that you forget the presents?” John B put his angry eyes on him and bit his teeth. “No, I have the presents but…” JJ smirked embarrassed. “You forget to wrap them, am I right?” John B sighed and rubbed his eyes. “You were so right!” JJ laughed but John B kept shaking his head. “Just…” he took his hands off from his eyes, but kept his eyes shut. “Just come up with something” and JJ had disappeared to somewhere when John B opened his eyes. “What’s taking so long?” Kie shouted from the car. “JJ…” John B sighed. “He forgot to wrap the presents?” Kie asked. “JJ forgot to wrap the presents” he repeated and John B got in the van.

“Where the hell am I gonna wrap these?” JJ ran his fingers through his hair while watching the presents what was not neatly wrapped in a paper. He walked all over the house and stopped by the couches and saw a lot of old magazines and newspapers in a box next the couch, and JJ got an idea. “Next Christmas, we keep an eye on JJ that he buys the presents in time, okay” Kie hit her head on the head rest of the seat. “Okay” John B rested his head on the steering wheel and finally the front door opened. “Move move move!” Pope shouted from the window and JJ jumped in the van and John B had never drove that fast what he was driving now. You were rolling your phone in your hands as you were looking through the window and waiting them to arrive. “Why I always have to be the one who waits?” you groaned and when the air from your lungs had come out, you started to hear fast tiers coming closer and soon the van took a sudden stop in front of your house. “About time…” you sighed and went to the door to open if for them. “Sorry we’re late” Kie carried a huge box of food. “JJ was hopeless Santa’s little helper” she whispered. “Hey, I heard that” JJ scoffed and all the four were inside and settling the table. The five of you had a little tradition that on the day after Christmas Day, you would gather together and have your own Christmas, because everyone still wanted to spend the Christmas days with their families. After the food was cleared from the table to everyone’s stomachs, it was time to curl up on the couch, watch Christmas movies –anyone really wasn’t concentrating on them, it was just a little background sound- and open the presents. All of you had brought the presents to the sight –everyone had bought one or two presents for each one- and were handing them to each other. As everyone was counting their presents, just making sure they had received presents from anyone, you counted your over and over again. Someone hasn’t given their presents to you. “JJ?” you asked as he was digging his bag. “Yes?” he asked, not putting his eyes to you. “I think you forget someone” you cleared your throat. “I know. Just… Hold on” he kept digging his bag and finally took two presents from there and hang them over to you. You looked at the presents confused. You didn’t know should you laugh or not, but John B, Pope and Kie burst into laugh. “So this was the reason why you were late?” you snorted and JJ nodded, keeping a big and proud smirk on his lips. “That’s… inspiring” you laughed. JJ had wrapped your gifts in to the newspaper and magazines what he had found in the chateau. “That’s really clever, gotta say” Pipe laughed as all of you were opening the presents. “I know. I’m a smart guy” JJ said but everyone snorted. “That’s the most beautiful wrapping what I’ve ever seen” Kie laughed and JJ had never felt this proud of himself. “I should call myself as the Wrapping Master” JJ said but everyone looked at him jaded. “Fine. I’m not gonna call myself that...” he rolled his eyes and everyone kept opening the presents. “I think I might steal this wrapping idea from you and use it by my own for now on” you said as you took the presents to your hands.

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Cookie Monster

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader Words: ~790

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother langauge” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry...]

“Are you sure we don’t have to cut this recipe in half?” you asked while reading the recipe. “Well what does it says?” mom shouted from the living room. “It says that this dough would get you over 20 cookies” you laughed. “That’s enough for us, and especially for the cookie monster” and you chuckled.

You loved cookies, and ever since you got to taste cookies for the first time in your life, you became the cookie monster and it was the nickname what your mom had given to you. You could eat 30 cookies in one sitting and still want more. You didn’t know why you loved them so much, and for your mom it looked like an issue, or even an addict. She even suggested you to apply those meetings, like AA meetings. You started to do the dough and followed the recipe phase by phase, but when the dough was ready and you started to make cookies out of it, you noticed that there was going to be more than 20 cookies. “Umm, mom?” you laughed while you were watching the full tray. “Yes?” she come to the kitchen and laughed. “I hope you have another tray, or maybe 3” you laughed. It looked like the dough hasn’t gone anywhere and there was more and more of the dough.

After 30 minutes of putting the cookies on the trays, the dough was finally gone and now you were having 4 trays full of cookies. “This is going to be a disaster” you laughed when you put the first tray in the oven. The apartment’s air started to fill with the amazing smell and it surely was heading to the other apartments. “I have an idea” your mom paid a visit to the kitchen. “Okay…” you said uncertain when you took the last cookies out of the oven. “You know that there moved a new family next to us” she began. “So, what if you bring them that one tray of cookies?” and you looked at her shocked, offended and sad. “But there would not be enough cookies for me…” you frowned your lips down and wanted to take a little tantrum act. “Y/N… there’s over 50 cookies. I bet there’s enough cookies for you” she laughed while shaking her head. “I’m really thinking about sending you to those meetings” she said under her breath as she walked away from the kitchen. “What if you go there and give the cookies to them… In your dreams” you mocked your mom as you opened the door. “I heard that!” your mom shouted from the living room but you already were in the hallway and at the door where the new neighbors had moved. You raised your hand to the doorbell and pushed it down, and the bell rang inside the apartment. “Just a second!” behind the door came a voice, guy's voice. You had no idea what kind of family had moved in there, but you’ve been thinking that there’s a couple who has maybe one or two kids. But as soon as the door opened, you were speechless. “Yes?” the guy behind the door had his eyes on the floor. “I- uh…” your brain wasn’t working. There was this young man, maybe at your age with brown fluffy but wet hair and brown hazel eyes. Oh, and he was shirtless. Finally the guy put his eyes on you and they went wide open and an embarrassment was screaming from them. “Oh shoot…” he blushed. “Hold on a sec, I-I’ll put a shirt on” he took one step backwards, not leaving his eyes from you. “No, don’t!” you almost yell. “I mean, not needed” you cleared your throat. You couldn’t take your eyes from his bare, moist chest. “I-I… I made too much cookies and…” you stuttered with your words. “I’m, I’m from that apartment” you showed the door behind you. “A-and my mom wanted to welcome you” you smiled awkwardly and handed the cookie box to him. “That’s very kind from your mom” he chuckled and took the cookie box to his hands. “I-I’m Peter” he put a quick smile to you. “Y/N” you said. “But I think I’ll go now, I have some things to do” you took a step backwards. “Like eating cookies?” Peter asked laughing and you nodded. “But see you around, I guess” he breathed, still having that little smile on his lips. "Hopefully” you smiled with a nod and Peter shut the door and you went back your home. “So, how was the family?” mom asked and you tried to hide the smile from your lips. “It was a nice little family” you said and went to the kitchen and started to eat the cookies without removing Peter's face from your mind.

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Everyone Likes Sledding

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x reader Words: ~1.2K

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother langauge” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry...]

You woke up early. Weird. You never woke up before 11, but your intuition woke you up at 9. You rolled up your curtains and you couldn’t believe your eyes. The whole ground was white and the air was white too. It had snowed overnight, and a lot. There was no end of it. Hawkins has never been this white.

You sat on your bed and looked while the white little dots landed peacefully to the ground, making the ground getting whiter and taller. It was a magical view. You walked to your closet and took your fuzzy socks and threw a thick and warm flannel over you and headed to the kitchen, what was quiet. The rest of your family wasn’t woken up yet. You decided to open all the curtains in the house and do a little favor; pick up the mail. The first step to the snow felt wonderful and you were thrown back to your childhood and to that one specific winter day, where you spent the whole day with your friends, having a snowball fight and heading to the sled hill. Sled hill. The desire started to grow in you. You wanted to go to the sled hill, even you were 17. There’s no age limit to go sledding… You get back inside and saw your parents in the kitchen making breakfast and saw how your little sister came out of her room, yawning and rubbing her eyes. “Have you looked outside?” you asked from your sister but she shook her head. “You should” you messed her hair, threw the newspaper on the kitchen counter and headed to your room. You needed to make a call. You dialed the memorable number and the line was ringing. As you waited the line to broke, you heard a little gasp from the living room. “It’s snowing!” your sister screamed and you chuckled and the line broke. “Hello?” a rusty and tired voice answered. “Oh, did I wake you up” you hymned and there came a little, mad mumble. “Sorry. But Billy, look outside” “Why?” he groaned. “Just open your curtains…” you rolled your eyes and you started to hear little rumbling through the line as Billy was getting up from his bed and heading to his window. “And?” he asked. “Can you see it??” you were really hyped. “Snow on the ground. So what…” he sighed. “Billy, you’re not understanding this” you said. “No I’m not” he breathed and a little chuckle came from his lungs. “Listen-“ you started. “Y/N, the breakfast is ready!” your dad shouted. “Just a second!” you blocked the speaker for not killing Billy’s ear. “So, as I was saying… I want to go sledding” and Billy chuckled end of the line. “Go ahead. There’s no one to stop you” and you sighed. “I want to go with you” and even you wasn’t seeing Billy’s face, you knew he was jaded and was not willing to participate. “Y/N!” your dad shouted again. “But I’ll call you later” and you put the phone down and went to the kitchen. “Billy wasn’t as excited as you were about heading out?” your mom asked and you shook your head. “I kinda knew it” you hymned. “Just make him to go with you” your dad said and you put your confused eyes to him. “Dad, I can’t do that…” you laughed. “You know Billy...” “Yes I do, but everyone, I mean everyone at least likes sledding” you dad said. “When I was your age, I was just like Billy” and you, your sister and mom snorted and almost chocked to your food. “You were nothing alike Billy” your mom looked at her husband apologizing. “But anyways-“ you dad cleared his throat. “I didn’t like sledding at all. I said it was children’s thing to do, but when your mom forced me to go with her, I actually liked it” “And every year you buy a new sled…” your mom added and everyone chuckled. You sat on your bed and dialed the number again and Billy answered right away. “You’re still thinking about it?” he asked. “Of course. And you’re coming with me” you said with strict tone. “Clean your mouth young lady” Billy coughed. “Put something warm” and you hang up the phone and started to search some clothes to keep your warm.

You carried the sled on your shoulder as you were walking at Billy’s, and when you arrived there, he was already outside. “Oh, I didn’t know you own an actual jacket” you giggled as you saw Billy wasn’t wearing his leather jacket. “Can we just go? What faster we go there, the sooner we get out of there” and your rolled your eyes and gave the sled to Billy. You stopped at the hill and saw a lot of children. You were the only “adult” ones. “This was a bad idea…” Billy groaned and started to feel ashamed. You hit his stomach. “Stop whining. You don’t have friends so there’s no worry that someone could see you” you mocked. “That kinda hurt” he said, not really knowing was he meaning the hit or that he doesn’t have any friends. You walked to the top of the hill and put the sled down on the ground. “You go back, I front” you said and waited Billy to sat down and holding the sled still that you could get in it. “I’m gonna kill you if I broke a bone” he said. “You’re whinier than my sister!” you said and you pushed the sled down. The first slide is always the exciting and nervous one, but as soon as you’re down, everything is gone and you go into the loop of running up to the hill, sliding down and then again, running to the top. After the first slide, Billy wasn’t whining again. It seemed that he actually enjoyed it, because you heard him laughing every time you went down. He even suggested that you would do some race, if Billy “borrows” someone’s slide, do some weird position on the sled and go weird routes. Billy wanted to tease some kids by pretending to slide over them but before he would hit them, he would doge them and leave the kids breathless, but luckily you demanded him not to do it and he didn’t do it, even he tried multiple times. You spent over 4 hours at the hill and when your clothes were wet enough by the snow, you decided to go home. “I gotta say, this was kinda fun” he laughed while dragging the sled behind. “I told you” you snorted and hit his arm gently, but Billy bent down, took snow to his hands and threw it on your way, put you dodged the snowball. “Maybe another day” you were tired and were not ready for a snowball fight. You decided to go home via detour, and as you were on a field, Billy put the sled down from his shoulders and stopped. “Sit down” he said and you did what he said and now you were in a horse sleigh.

“Did you have fun?” your mom asked when a cold air came into the warm, cosy house. “It was the best day ever” you laughed. “Turns out, Billy is like dad, or, dad is like Billy” you walked to the fireplace what was still warm. “He didn’t like it first but still laughed through the whole time?” your mom asked and you nodded. “Men…” both of you sighed.

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A New Friend

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader Words: ~1K

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

You were sitting in The Wreck all by yourself drinking coffee and munching pancakes as you were going through your phone. Your family decided to have a little trip, and you thought you’re finally getting out of the country and go to Europe or something, but no. Your parents decided to locate the trip to Outer Banks.

And why you were sitting alone in The Wreck, not with your family? Well, quote unquote your mom “Go see the place and maybe get new friends!”. “Mom, we’re on vacation, not on a summer camp where you have to make friends…” you’d said to your mom but she had just laughed and almost threw you out from the hotel room. So, you were walking around the island and feeling a little bit hungry. And just like from an order, you saw The Wreck and you decided to stop by for a breakfast. The restaurant wasn’t empty but it wasn’t full either. There was a good amount of people. As you were eating and drinking, you started to hear loud people coming in and when you moved your eyes to the door, you saw a group of three guys walking in and greeting a girl, who seemed to work at the restaurant. The loudness of theirs got everyone’s attention, but the loudness wasn’t the thing what got your attention. It was this blonde guy who walked in last. They got your attention. Your eyes was following the red cap in his head and when the other two guys were talking with the girl –who worked here-, you saw how the blonde's eyes wandered the place. The eyes moved past you, but they came back immediately and now the blue eyes were staring at you from the other side of the restaurant. Your heart skipped a beat and a piece of food was stuck in your throat. You cleared your throat silently and looked down to your empty plate and you started to feel how your ears were glowing the color red. “Good job Y/N” you yelled in your head and kept looking at your phone and drinking the coffee.

Through the time what you were sitting in there and drinking your coffee, you once in awhile glanced over to the blonde boy, and every time you looked at his way, he was already looking at you. And every time your eyes met, you moved as quick as possible your eyes somewhere else, trying not to look like some kind of creep. As your eyes were clued to your phone, you suddenly felt and saw someone sitting next to you. You took your eyes off the phone and looked at your right and there was an old, drunk and filthy man sitting next to you, and smiling at you. “Oh no” your head screamed. You smiled quickly and friendly to the man and went back to your phone, but you still felt the man’s eyes on you. “I haven’t seen you before. You gotta be new around here?” the man opened his mouth and you close your eyes. You didn’t want to talk to this man, but you didn’t want to be mean and ignore him or ask him to leave. The man started to talk something to you and you just kept smiling and nodding to him. But soon the conversation of his started to get more innuendo and flirty and you started to feel uncomfortable. And you weren’t aware that someone was having eyes on you all the time. The blonde guy was watching, time to time, but he started to pay more attention when he saw the old man sitting next to you and talk with you. He started to concentrate more to you that he had muted his friends, who maybe had asked questions or his opinion of subject x. He saw how you were rubbing your neck and playing with your fingers when you started to feel uncomfortable. He noticed that you wanted to get away from the situation but there was no escape. “I’ll be right back” he said to his friends and they looked at him confused and followed him with their eyes. The blonde started to approach you and the man. He straightened his back, cleared his throat and opened his mouth. “Hey honey!” the blonde smiled and both of you –the man and you- turned to him. You looked at the guy with your brows grunted, but when you saw him raising his brow quickly as possible, you knew what he was doing. “You ready to go?” he asked when he came between you and the man. The man groaned and got up swinging and left. The blonde sat down and made sure that the man was really out of the restaurant, and when he wasn’t seen anymore, the blonde put concerned eyes to you. “Are you okay?” he asked and you nodded smiling. “Thank you for saving me” you smiled more. “It was nothing. It’s a pleasure to save the princess out of the villain’s hands” he chuckled and you chuckled with him. “But really, thank you” you couldn’t stop thanking him. “You’re welcome” he smiled down. “I’m JJ, by the way” he said suddenly and looked really deep into your eyes, like trying to get in your head and seek everything about you from there. “I’m Y/N” you introduced yourself and you started to talk a little bit, like you telling that you’re on a vacation and so on. Soon you noticed your parents coming in the restaurant and waving at you. “I think my parents found me” you chuckled. “JJ!” his friends shouted and waved him to leave with them. JJ got up from the seat and looked down to you with a smile. “It was a pleasure to meet you” he said and landed his hand on your shoulder. “Hope we see again” he winked his eye to you and it made you blush. “I hope it too” you said and JJ walked away as your parents sat down with you. “Who was that?” your mom asked when she sat down and looked at the blonde. You looked at the door and saw JJ looking at you one more time with a smile. “A new friend” you smiled and JJ was out of the restaurant.

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Keep the Secrets

Pairing: Nick Robinson x reader Words: ~950

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

It was again those Saturdays when bunch of teens were going to gather together at someone’s house and have a lot of fun –alcohol involved. It was just a little house party and there were people you knew, but it felt like there was the whole school in that house.

The night was getting along nicely and a lot of song had been sang, many drinking games had been played and many laughs had laughed. But as the night was getting longer, the words started to fly and many tongues was found each other’s mouths. Teens... Nick was getting tired and decided to leave, but he couldn’t find you anywhere. He walked around the whole house and asked has anyone seen you, but everyone said no. When Nick walked to the upstairs, he saw one door slightly open and little light on in there. He walked carefully to the door, thinking maybe you would be there, blacked out. But when he opened the door more, he wasn’t expecting that view. He saw you, on the bed kissing with a guy. This was the start for his heart getting broke. Nick wasn’t seen, so he backed off and wanted to get out of the house as soon as possible. But before he opened the front door, he went to one of your friend and said “If you find Y/N, tell her that I went home” and he was out of the house. Nick and you have been together over 4 months, but since you started dating, Nick has been hearing rumors about you cheating on him all the time and being a little bit boys’ girl. But Nick didn’t believe in those rumors. He didn’t want to.

Monday had started and everyone had got over their hangovers. Nick hoped you would appear to school because he didn’t hear anything from you after Saturday night. He didn’t get any kind of sign that you would be alive after the party. Nick was walking on the hallway when he overheard something; “Did you heard what she did at the party? She had a little fun time with Tom!” “Again? But she’s still together with him, right?” “Yes she is” “So this means she cheated on him” “But this wasn’t the first time…” He hoped the girls were talking about someone else than you, his girlfriend, but there wasn’t a lot of girls in this school who had rumors being a cheater. And wherever Nick walked -bathrooms, hallways, classrooms- he overheard the same story about a girl cheating on her boyfriend -there wasn’t a lot couples in the whole school. He didn’t see you at all in the day but right after Nick was heading home, you showed up to the parking lot. “Hey” you smiled to him but Nick didn’t throw a smile back to you. “Is something wrong?” you immediately noticed that something was wrong. “Well it’s nice to know that you’re alive” he sighed a little bit jaded. He still wasn’t looking at your way. “Yeah, my phone died…” you chuckled lying and that made Nick throw his eyes to you quickly. “Your phone was dead 2 days and it made you not to come school today?” he bit his teeth and took a good look on you and he noticed something on your neck; a hickey. That wasn’t made by Nick. “I had a really huge hangover and I… I just couldn’t come to school” you laughed but stopped laughing when you didn’t hear that beautiful chuckle of Nick’s. Nick nodded his head and breathed roughly through his nose. “Nick, is there something I need to know? You seem a little bit… angry?” you got a step closer to him but he stopped you by opening his mouth. “Stop the bullshit already!” Nick almost shouted. You jumped a little bit and backed off. You’ve never heard that voice tone coming out of his mouth. “What are you talking about?” you coughed but Nick shook his head while laughing. “I know what you’ve been doing behind my back, and I saw what you did at the party with Tom…” Nick bit his lip. “I really don’t remember from that night” you laughed nervously like you’d lost your memory, even you remembered everything. “Sure” Nick coughed annoyed. “Keep the secrets. Be the liar. Be the cheater” and now you knew what he was talking about.

“I thought we were loyal to each other” Nick said after little silence. “But I guess I was wrong” You walked closer to him but he backed off. “Nick…” you sighed but he shook his head. “That doesn’t help anymore” and it was seen how mad he started to get, again. Nick was so heartbroken that he was getting angry. “We can talk this through” you said but Nick shook his head more and laughed. “No we’re not” he laughed and a cry was stuck in his throat. “There’s no more we. This is it” “Nick, please. I was drunk. I’ve made mistakes” a stone dropped on your heart. You felt ashamed. “Mistakes?” his eyes started to get red. “So there has been more than just one mistake?” he chuckled shocked. “I- I…” there was no way to lie to him anymore. He knew. He knew everything. “Just…” Nick breathed. “Just get away from me” he said under his breath, looking down but you didn’t go anywhere. “Nick…” you begged but he didn’t want to hear your lies anymore. “Just get away from me” he raised his voice so hard that a tear dropped down to your cheek from your eye. He didn’t look at you way, he just turned around and walked away from you, almost running. You watched him leaving, but something wasn’t right. You didn’t know how to feel. You were not sad, angry or anything. You feel nothing.

#nick robinson #nick robinson x reader #nick robinson imagine #nick robinson imagines #nick robinson fic #nick robinson fanfiction #nick robinson one shot

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messwithideas · 4 years

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Playdate

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader Words: ~540 Inspider by a song: Melanie Martinez - Playdate

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’smistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, sorry]

She feels like she’s nothing more than just a friend to him and she can see it remarkably clearly that he cares about her very little, even they get together often. How frustrating it is, she outwardly proclaims that she’s just as uncommitted as he is. She’s starting to get tired of all the games she has to play to just to stay with him.

But every time he calls her, she’s already on his door, waiting him to come open it and letting her in. They are alone. Nobody’s home, just the two of them and he just wants to play board games or hide and seek. But she doesn’t want that. She doesn’t want to play games with him no more. She wants to give him what he needs, but he never shares his toys or communicate, it’s hard to understand. She sees him opening the closet of his board games and taking the overplayed game Monopoly, but he doesn’t see that she’d brought her favorite game with her. He doesn’t even ask did she bring anything with her. He never asks. She wishes she didn’t care about him, or how much she has to chase after him, but she can’t stop thinking about him. She keeps lying to herself and to others that she doesn’t give a fuck about him, even deep inside she gives a fuck about him, every day. She takes her game behind her back and put it on the floor, ready to be played. He looks at her and the game. Guess it’s time that she tells him the truth. “If I share my toys, will you let me stay?” she asks with apologizing eyes. He looks at the Monopoly in his hands and the game what she had thrown on the floor. He’s thinking. Should he let her stay or kick her out for not playing his favorite game with him? He puts the Monopoly down and opens her board game. Guess he understood that she knew what he really wants and needs.

The game ends and they found each other waking up in his room, under the sheets, finding hard to breath. There were no board games with them. They weren’t playing hide and seek. They were playing adult version of Twister. The gazes of each other’s eyes were ashamed but joyful and relieved. The sheet was pulled down and the game of hers had never even been started. They already had jumped into the game what wasn’t chosen by either one. He got up from the bed. “Are we regretting?” she asks and it made him stop. “You said I should leave before we wake up regretting what’ve done…” she fussed the sheet and she felt how the bed went down a little by his weight. “Do you regret?” he asks putting his hand on her shoulder, wanting her to move her eyes to him. She shakes her head. “Do you?” she asks and he pulls the sheet over on them. “No” and second round of Twister was ready to start. Guess she wasn’t just a play date to him, even she had told herself that many years. Maybe it was a good idea to bring her favorite game with her.

[A/N: this was kinda weird, i know. And sorry that i haven’t been posting much lately, kinda having “writer’s block” and i’ve lost motivation, but i hope i’ll soon get back into writing and start writing more]

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My Mom Asked Again

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader Words: ~840

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

You didn’t want to move to Outer Banks because you didn’t want to lose your friends and you were scared that you won’t get any friends while moving into a new place –it took a while from you to get friends, especially close friends who you would trust and tell everything what bothered you in that time of the day.

But you shouldn’t have been so afraid and pessimistic about new opportunities, because in the very first day in Outer Banks you met a little group of friends, a girl called Kie and three imbecile guys -or that what Kie liked to call them- John B, JJ and Pope. After one day -them showing the island around- they already asked you to hang out with them in the next day and you accepted it without hesitating, even you didn’t know the guys at all. But after surfing, partying and fooling around with them every day, all of them became your best friends. But JJ became the closest friend of yours –your relationship would’ve been counted as soulmates, even no one believed in them. He knew everything about you, even those things what your parents didn’t know –you had a really strong relationship with your parents and you told everything to them, from the good to the bad news- and you did everything together; went to little adventures without others, he taught you to surf better, you taught him with school. Many people thought that you were together, or either one of you would catch feelings but everything was false. There was no romantic affection.

“JJ, are you hungry? We have some left-overs from yesterday” your mom asked while JJ was waiting you at your front door. “I’m fine, thanks” he said politely. “You ready?” you said coming the stairs down and having a towel on your shoulder. “Ay ay, Captain” he laughed and he opened the door for you. “Be careful and don’t drown yourselves!” your mom shouted from the kitchen and soon the front door went close. You walked the porch’s stairs down and headed to the car where John B, Pope and Kie were waiting. “Was she offering some left-overs to you?” you chuckled and opened the car’s door. “Yes she was” JJ laughed and you snorted. “Of course she did” and soon you were heading to the decks.

After way too many hours later, John B dropped you to your house and you headed quietly inside, knowing your parents would be asleep but you weren’t aware that your mom was awake. “Did you have a good day?” she asked coming behind an archway and you jumped few inches to the air. “Mom!” you gasped. “Don’t do that” you caught your breath and your mom kept giggling. “But did you have a good time with JJ?” she asked. “And others?” she added, not making it obvious that she was obsessed with JJ and only asking about him. “Yes, we had a really good time. But you should go to sleep, just like me” you threw her a close-lipped smile, tapped her shoulder and went upstairs. You knew that your mom was really obsessed about JJ and secretly wanted you and JJ to be together.

New day and new adventures to go. You were already up and making breakfast in the kitchen before your parents. When you had drank your coffee and taken the last bite of your sandwich, you heard someone coming to the kitchen. “Heading out again?” your mom was awake too. “Yep” you munched the sandwich and walked past her. “Y/N may I ask you something” she said before you were gone out of the front door. You turned around and looked at her while rolling your tongue in your mouth –getting the food out of your teeth. “Is… Is there something going on between the two of you?” she asked carefully. “Me and JJ?” you asked and she nodded. You snorted. “No mom” you coughed. “We’re only friends” you smiled to her. “But, you know… You could be cute together” your mom really wanted the two of you to be a couple. “I know, we could be the cutest couple in this whole island” you laughed and your mom got excited. “But don’t get too excited” you saw her reaction. “There isn’t any kind of romantic… passion between us” you said putting your hand on the doorknob. “The thing what we have, it’s called platonic relationship” you opened the door. “But is he still having the dinner with us tonight?” your mom asked quickly before you disappeared in the car. “Yes he is” you smiled and closed the door. You opened the door, get in next to JJ and John B started to drive away from your house. “My mom asked about us” you said. “Again?” Pope laughed. “Mmhm” you laughed. “She really wants the two of you together” John B snorted. “But to be honest, we would be helluva cute couple” JJ laughed and everyone in the car agreed.

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Jealous

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader Words: ~640 Inspired by a song: Labrinth - Jealous

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

It has been 4 months since you and JJ broke up. JJ found out that you had once, only once hooked up with someone else during your relationship, and JJ being JJ, he didn’t kept his mouth shut, he stormed his thoughts out of his mouth to you and that was the end of your love life.

JJ was mad at you -everyone should be mad when they find out someone had cheated on them- but something was rumbling inside his head whenever the wind blew from the sea to his face while lying in the hammock.

I’m jealous of the wind That ripples through your clothes It’s closer than your shadow

He was getting the rage out of his body, and now he was doubting. Why you did it to him? Was there something what he wasn’t giving to you? Was he enough?

He sees you every day with different guys. It seems that you had already moved on. Guess your relationship didn’t mean to you as much as it to JJ. He thought -wished- that he would move on too, forget everything, but seeing you laughing, smiling, enjoying the life like you did with JJ back in the days, it broke his heart to see that you were enjoying the life with other guys now.

As I sink in the sand Watch you slip through my hands Oh, as I die here another day ’Cause all I do is cry behind the smile

He needed to clear his thoughts with someone. JJ didn’t burst his thoughts out, he didn’t want to. It made him feel pathetic and weak, what he doesn’t want to be. You were the only one who he had enough brave to open up, but now when you’re gone, he doesn’t know what to do. Walking from his house to JB’s, the rain decided to pay a visit upon Outer Banks

I’m jealous of the rain That falls upon your skin It’s closer than my hands have been

But when JJ opens the chateau’s door, he started to think twice about his plan to open up. He regrets and denies it so much in his head that he’s not gonna do it. He’s keeping all in and as the night came, he finds it really hard to sleep and keep his head shut.

I’m jealous of the nights That I don’t spend with you I’m wondering who you lay next to

His words started to scream louder in his head and as the night became day, he started to understand the truth.

But I always thought you’d come back, tell me All you found was heartbreak and misery It’s hard for me to say...

Keeping his eyes on the ceiling, fussing the sheet and gently rubbing his chest in the way you did when you and JJ had the chateau by yourself, no Pope, Kie or JB. Just the two of you. He find it hard to swallow and started to feel how his eyes started to burn. He thought his jaw is going to break by biting his teeth too hard for keeping the howl inside.

A burning line ran slowly down on his cheek. He sighed carefully, concentrating not to let a sob out loud as JB was sleeping in the other room. He took one more breath in, turned his head to his right, where you always were. You were always on his right side no matter where you were, right side was your place to be.

He pictured you sleeping there, puffing like a little pig. Little sorrowful, mixed with pity -smile appeared on his lips. ”I’m jealous of the way you’re happy without me” he said under his breath and his jaw started to shake slightly. He shook his head, turned it back to look at the ceiling and took the last breath in before forcing himself to fall asleep.

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Attached To The Fool

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader Words: ~2.2K

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

You told your heart and head “Stop making me looking like a fool!” whenever you saw yourself smiling when someone mentioned his name. Even JJ was one of your friends, you didn’t want to have a crush on him, but your emotions decided to put a target on him and boom, there you are, shaming yourself for having a crush to someone who you don’t want to have.

You really didn’t find JJ as person who you would get a crush on, he was way out of your league. But you didn’t find him ugly, oh god no. You find him more handsome than John B, Pope or any other guy in the island, but something on his actions and decisions made you shake your head. Every time you, Pope, Kie, John B and JJ were hanging at the chateau, JJ always messed up something. He either set a tree on fire by dumping his joint to the dry grass under the tree, risked his life by doing something stupid or came up with the most idiotic ideas what you’ve ever heard. He was a brainless crackhead who everyone somehow loved, and you seemed to love him the most, even you didn’t want to. You always loved guys who were like Pope; had brain, had a good life in their way and was just a golden boy. But guess watching JJ’s actions way too long, your type had changed and now you were attached to the fool. You’ve always been yourself around Pogue; laughed at stupid dad jokes, freaked out a little bit when someone got a wound to their body, were like a toddler who’s not getting enough attention and acted like a high school’s football captain when the Kooks were around. You were full of different personalities and emotions. But after you started to realize why you were always feeling nauseous around JJ, always smiling when someone said his name, always having his stupid, high smile on your mind, you started acting like a dude around JJ; always scoffing him, always hitting him “manly”, always hating his cheesy comments what he said about someone and every time you noticed yourself turning into a guy, you were already shaming yourself before doing anything and questioned your existence. You didn’t know why you acted like that, and sometimes Kie came to you and asked “What are you doing?” and you always said the same thing: “I really don’t know”. But one time, when Kie asked her usual question about your behavior, you couldn’t keep it inside anymore. “I think I like JJ” you said confused. “You think?” Kie snorted. “I know you like JJ. You’re acting hard to get. You want him to chase after you for not showing him any kind of interest” and that made you shame yourself even more. “Is it that obvious?” you asked hiding your face in your hands and Kie nodded her head, smirk growing on her face. “Oh fuck…” you breathed. “But what’s wrong with JJ?” she asked and you looked at her through your fingers. “Everything” you said. “Open up more, please” she laughed. “I… You know what he’s like, right?” you started to chuckle nervously. “A crackhead, an idiot, feisty…?” Kie listed all the qualities of JJ. “Yes” you said and Kie wasn’t following you at all. “I’m not understanding this situation” she laughed. “JJ is out of my… league. He’s not my type. I like golden boys” you groaned and Kie put her hand on your shoulder. “Everyone’s ”type” changes. Everyone doesn’t have just one type” and your head started to ache. “C’mon girl, you can get through this” she tapped your shoulder. “No I won’t. I want to act normal around him but I just can’t. I hate myself because of that” you rubbed your head. “Maybe you should just tell him” Kie said and you put your frightened eyes to her. “Are you crazy?” you raised your voice. “I think he won’t mind…” she said a little bit allusive. You looked at her a while, your brain shutting its doors for not working anymore. You were so confused but didn’t ask any further questions.

Pogues threw a party in the Boneyard and all the teens were there and everything was going well, except your control in drinking. You took one sip from your cup and soon you noticed you were stumbling with your words and steps. For the others it was funny to watch how you talked nonsense to everyone and tried your best to walk on tree logs –or standing still. The night started to get long and your drinking had got to that point where your emotions started to feel strong and you needed some alone time. You walked to the shore and sat down on the sand and looked into the pitch dark ocean while the water was flowing through your feet. You were thinking everything from plants’ existence to your emotions’ acts and soon found yourself thinking about that one person who you didn’t want to think at all. His whole appearance and actions made you to grow a smile on your face, but your smile wasn’t fulfilled, not yet. You only needed to hear his voice, then your smile would be completed. “Why you’re sitting here alone?” and your sweet smile had a hold on your lips. You turned to look over your shoulder and only thing you could see was one pair of skinny legs and a little bonfire coming behind them. “I just wanted to” you hymned and turned your head back to the black horizon. “C’mon, let’s get you bed. It’s getting late” JJ came next to you and offered his hand. “I can get up all by myself” you pushed his hand away and started to get up, but sitting a while on the sand and still feeling heavy by the booze, you had lost your balance and you crashed back to the sand when you were almost on your feet. You heard JJ laughing at you. “I guess I need a hand” you chuckled and he helped you up. You found really hard to stand and as you were up, you almost fell down again but luckily JJ put his arm around you and helped you walk away from the shore to the bonfire. “There you are” Pope, John B and Kie laughed when they saw you in JJ’s arms walking to the light what the bonfire were glowing. “Did I miss something?” you asked because why else they would’ve said that. “Nope” Pope smirked and all the three looked at each other. “Okay then…” you said. Your head started to feel heavy and you tried few times to keep it still, but you were out of energy and you let your head to drop on your left but it leaned on to something, someone. You looked up and saw JJ smirking at you –you’d totally forgot that JJ was still next to you and having a hold on you. John B, Pope and Kie looked at each other and then JJ who was looking at you and his lips turned to a sweet smile and his cheeks went red. JJ made quick eye contact with the three and all of them winked their eyes to JJ.

JJ put you sit down with him on a log and he just sat next to you silent, and still having his arm around you. John B, Pope and Kie had a little plan in their head and JJ was aware of the plan, but you weren’t. Pope took his phone from his pocket, connected it to their speaker and started slowly turn the mood to tense and sweet. All the three turned their heads to you and JJ and as the previous song ended and next song started to play, you woke up immediately by recognizing the song by its first beat. You took your head off from JJ’s shoulder and started to listen closely.

I don’t wanna be alone tonight It’s pretty clear that I’m not over you

It surely was Sam Smith - Dancing With a Stranger, one of your favorite songs and you couldn’t listen it without dancing. You looked at JJ and were surprised when he was looking at you with a grin on his lips. “You wanna dance?” he asked politely and your heart started to beat faster than ever. “S-sure” you stuttered and he helped you up, still stumbling with your steps. You started to feel the song deep inside and you didn’t care who where watching you dance. But as you were dancing, you started to feel some eyes on you. You turned around and saw JJ watching your moves and smiling at you. You blushed and got a little embarrassed smile on your lips and stopped. JJ shook his head, came closer to you, put his hands on your waist and made you to continue your beautiful dance moves as he gets along with you.

Look what you made me do, I’m with somebody new Ooh, baby, baby, I’m dancing with a stranger

“You think this is going to work?” John B asked while the three were watching you and JJ getting close. “I hope so” Kie said rubbing her chin. “But how we get them burst their feelings out to each other?” John B asked and Kie took Pope’s phone from his hands and started to search one good song. “Are they smart enough to concentrate to the lyrics?” Pope looked at the song what Kie had put on queue. “I hope so” Kie looked nervously you and JJ. You and JJ were having fun with each other but JJ was nervous because he knew what is going to happen but he didn’t know when –now or in 30 minutes. The song ended and the next started and it was way too slow comparing to the previous song. You looked at the speaker where the song was coming and then you looked at JJ and saw how swallowed nervously.

When I hold you close to me I could always see a house by the ocean

“May I have this dance?” he asked like a little boy, head a little bit down but puppy eyes shining. You couldn’t do anything else than smile and take his hand. JJ gently placed his hands to your hips and you securely wrapped your arms around his neck. JJ started to pull you closer and you started to move together, perfectly to the music as one. Your bodies molded together. Every move he made was attached to you. You started to feel so comfortable under his touch that you rested your head on his chest and you heard the beat of his heart. It was calm. The heat of JJ’s hands and body contained you and you no longer had control of your body or mind, you had never before experienced anything like this, neither was he.

And you were imagining sitting next to me And holding my hand for the whole thing

The lyrics really made sense and somehow you started to think that was this JJ’s way to tell his feelings? There had to be a reason why he suddenly asks you to dance with him and especially have the night’s slow dance with him. But the longer you were in his arms, the more you started to feel how the attachment grew with each sway and touch. Even you haven’t said a word, you both felt that the love was already there and not a single doubt existed.

Falling in love Falling in love Deeper than I’ve felt it before with you, baby I feel I’m falling in love with all my heart

“How sure are you that this is really going to work?” John B groaned when nothing major had happened yet. “Be patience JB” Kie said. “It will happen, I know it will” Kie said and never let her eyes go from you. They were watching you two swinging along to the all love/slow dance –songs and getting closer and closer. But nothing had happened and John B, Pope and Kie started to get frustrated. “Maybe we should just give up on this…” Pope said and turned on his heel but Kie stopped him. “No. They both are shy to make the biggest move, okay” Kie hissed, wanting also to give up. As Pope and Kie was sighing and groaning while nothing was happening, John B breathed in like, everyone just thinking he was frustrated, but out of nowhere he opened his mouth; “Can you two just fucking kiss?!” and it reached to your and JJ’s ears. “JB!” Kie smacked his arm and Pope hit John B’s head. “What? You wanted it to happen” John B giggled but Kie and Pope shook their heads. As John B’s words reached to your ears, you looked at JJ and saw how ashamed he was. “Wait a minute” you opened your mouth. “Did you have something to do with this?” you chuckled and JJ nodded his head humbly. You snorted quietly and put your head back to rest on his chest, but JJ took your head immediately to his hands and looked deeply into your eyes. “I’m just gonna say that you look stunning, every day” he smiled, pulled you in and you get along with the kiss. John B, Pope and Kie looked at you, still having your moment and John B hymned. “I wanna know would that even happened if I would’ve kept my mouth shut?” John B smirked and he got Kie and Pope to slap his head yet again.

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Say You Love Me

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader Words: ~1.2K Inspired by a song: Luke Evans - Say You Love Me

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

You were sitting in The Wreck, cold cup of coffee and an unfinished sandwich on the table next to you. You had your little notebook –most would call it a diary but you hated that word- and your pen was in a fast use. You were killing time and giving some company to Kiara on her shift.

“Y/N, can you just tell me who it is” Kiara came to your table to take the cup and plate away. You snorted quietly and shook your head. “Why not?” she sat down and leaned closer to you. “I’m not gonna tell anyone” she whispered and you moved your eyes from your notebook to her. “Is it Rafe? Or Topper?” she started to list all the boys in the whole town but you kept silence in your mouth. Kiara was quiet and she was thinking whom you would have so major crush that you won’t even tell to Kiara about it. “Is it Pope?” she nudged your arm and had a smile on her face but you kept shaking your head. “Please say even a one hint about him” Kiara groaned but you just kept writing. “Fine, be enigmatic” she threw her arms in the air and went to continue her shift. You chuckled, write the last line to the notebook, said goodbyes to Kiara and went home.

You opened your room’s door, threw your bag on the floor, took the notebook, crashed on your bed with it and opened it one more time just to read those words what perfectly described your feelings in this moment

Say you love me to my face I need it more than your embrace Just say you want me, that’s all it takes Heart’s gettin’ torn from your mistakes

Smile on your face, you didn’t know how quickly the time had passed; JJ was coming to pick you up. “Shit” you cursed under your breath when you realized you haven’t got shower and he would be here in 5 minutes. There was a knock on the front door and your mother opened it. “JJ!” your mother loved JJ. “Please come in” she welcomed him in. “Y/N’s getting ready but you can go to her room to wait her” she smiled to JJ and he walked in your room and sat on your bed. His eyes were wandering all over your room and soon his eyes landed on your notebook, what was fully open next to him. He knew that no one can touch or even read someone’s diary, but he got a little bit curious because of the beautiful handwriting. He quickly looked at the door, making sure you weren’t coming and he moved his eyes to the diary and started reading. While reading it, he started to grow a sweet smile on his face but was soon interrupted when he heard footsteps coming closer to your room. “JJ?” you jumped a little bit, almost dropping your towel down. “Oh, your mom let me in” he grinned and put his eyes down to the floor, avoiding to grow a lust while seeing the water on your bare skin. “Of course she did…” you laughed jaded. “But I-I can get out while you get dressed” and he was already out of the room.

You were lying in the hammock and watching the sunrise and how it painted a beautiful masterpiece to the sky. You started to hear some rustling coming closer to the hammock and you already knew who it was by the smell. “Move your ass and let me in” it was JJ and you did what he demanded you to do. Now you and JJ were lying on the hammock diametrically, you almost having JJ’s smelly feet on your face. This was the way you commonly spend time with each other, as friends. But you wanted to have more than just a platonic relationship with JJ. You wanted to have him and call him yours, but it was only a dream.

Listening the seagulls calling, wind blowing through the trees and other’s laughing quietly on the background, all of them made you go into your head and without your noticing, you were mumbling the words of your little love lyrics. “Just say you love me, just for today And don’t give me time ‘cause that’s not the same”

and suddenly you heard a lower tone saying the verse to an end

“I want to feel burning flames when you say my name I want to feel passion flow into my bones like the blood through my veins”

You raised your head to see JJ close his mouth and putting his eyes to you. You jaw was dropped down and brows reaching to your hairline. “Did you fucking read my diary?” you asked and got sit so quickly that the whole hammock swang and it made JJ fall down to the hard ground on his back. You laughed but stopped immediately when you heard him chuckling under the hammock. You looked at him with scared but angry eyes. You wished that JJ didn’t understand who was behind those words what you’d wrote. He got up to sit, never leaving his eyes from you and his mouth opened again

“’Cause I don’t wanna fall in love if you don’t wanna try But all that I’ve been thinking of is maybe that you might”

Now he was standing on his feet, having his face on your level and started to come closer, a sweet grin on his lips. You started to feel timid and tense when he didn’t move his eyes from yours and he was getting closer and closer, almost to the skin. “JJ, what are you doing?” you laughed nervously but he kept his grin on his lips and opened his mouth one more time.

“Slowly, slowly you unfold me. But do you know me at all?” and he crashed gently his lips to yours, but the hammock being unstable, you both fell down from the hammock to the sandy, dry ground and you found JJ top on you.

“Someone told me love controls everything. But only if you know” you smiled at him. “Won’t you stay?” he hymned and kissed your forehead. “How many times you read it?” you asked looking at him jaded. You were still a little bit angry for him touching your personal stuff. “Just that enough to remember it” he snorted and moved your hair from your face behind your ear. “You wrote it down?” you knew JJ and what he does to remember something. “I wrote it down…” he laughed ashamed and dropped his head down. “But now I know the secret what no one else know” he grinned and it made you to roll your eyes. “I knew it!” come a cheerful shout behind the two of you. “I knew it was JJ all the time!” it was Kiara. You and JJ turned your head to her and saw how Pope and John B were smirking at the fireplace. All of the three had seen the whole scene and your secret was revealed.

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messwithideas · 4 years

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Already Gone

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader Words: ~680 Inspired by a song: Sleeping at Last - Already Gone

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

Part 2

You heard the door open. “Hi mom” you said from the living room as she came in and put her bag on the floor. “Hey” she said and stayed in the entering. You looked over your shoulder to the door and saw her browsing today’s mail.

“Anything for me?” you asked and she nodded slowly. “Who is it from?” you asked and your mother walked over to you, turning the letter around. “I don’t know. It only says your name. No address or stamp” she said and gave it to you. It was just a simple letter, your name in the middle of the envelope. You walked to your room, opened the letter and noticed it was fully hand written, and long.

Remember all the things we wanted Now all our memories, they're haunted We were always meant to say goodbye

Even with our fists held high It never would have worked out right We were never meant for do or die

I didn’t want us to burn out I didn’t come here to hurt you now I can’t stop

“What?” you said under your breath. You started to feel uneasy. There was a knot in your stomach.

I want you to know That it doesn’t matter Where we take this road But someone’s gotta go

You stormed out of your room. “Y/N?” your mom asked but you didn’t hear her. You pulled the door open, making it almost fall down its hinges. “Where are you going?” you mother shouted from the house as she watched you running far away from the house. “Y/N!” a distant yell reached to your ears but you didn’t have time.

Looking at you makes it harder But I know that you’ll find another That doesn’t always make you wanna cry

It started with the perfect kiss then We could feel the poison set in “Perfect” couldn’t keep this love alive

You know that I love you so I love you enough to let you go

It looked like a haunted house as you arrived to his yard. No one was home and there was nothing left, inside nor outside. You searched the whole house. Empty. All clothes were gone. All pictures were gone. Every valuable object was gone. There was only the old, dusty furniture left inside. You stormed outside looking everywhere, tears running down as rivers on you cheeks. It felt like the whole world was spinning even you didn’t move a muscle. You started to feel dizzy. Nauseous. “Anything of this doesn’t make sense” your head screamed and you crashed on your knees to the ground, still holding on to the letter.

And I want you to know You couldn’t have loved me better But I want you to move on So I’m already gone

You heard a car approaching to the yard but you didn’t keen to see who it was, but as the three doors slammed one by one close, you put a fake smile on your face. “Where’s JJ?” John B breathed. You tilted you head up to the sky, asking for a reason why all this was happening. Pope and Kie ran inside the house and John B stayed with you, trying to figure out what was happening. “The house is empty” Pope came back outside. You gave a hollow laugh and the tears didn’t stop their falling from your dry eyes. “He only left this” you showed the letter in your hands. The letter was almost torn down while keeping a tight hold on it, making sure you’re not gonna let it go from your hands. John B took the letter, read it and looked at you with his sorrow eyes. “I’m sorry” he said under his breath and wrapped you inside his arms, and after one second you felt more arms around you. The Pogue had broken.

No one, not a single person didn’t know why JJ left. He was happy here; he had a home, friends and girlfriend. Why he wanted to leave his home, friends and girlfriend under to an unsolved mystery.

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messwithideas · 4 years

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Can I Join?

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader Words: ~1.1K

[A/N: english isn’t my “mother language” so i’m sorry if there’s mistakes, typos, or it doesn’t make any sense, i’m sorry…]

You were staying the night at John B’s house with him and JJ –actually you invited yourself in, just to have food what John B had made. As the heat was getting inside the house from every window and door, all of you started to feel tired and you all decided to go sleep, even it was 10pm. John B had made you a bed to the kitchen’s floor –it was just a dirty, old mattress with a sheet and a pillow- because JJ had already taken over the spare bed.

The whole house went quiet but the nature started to play their own symphony piece outside. You couldn’t sleep because of the hard floor, noisy nature and the warmth, so you decided to move yourself next to JJ. Tiptoeing closer to see JJ’s bare back, you cleared you throat softly. “JJ?” you whispered. No answer or movement in him. “JJ?” you said again and he grunted. “What?” he turned his head to you, rubbing his eye and let a tired groan. “Is there enough room for me to join?” you had a humble smile on your lips. He moved himself a little bit closer to the wall, moved the blanket and the pillow making room for you and tapped to the free space next to him. You sat on the bed carefully, because it was an old bed, made of wood and it creaked every time you got up or sit down –it even creaked when you breathed. You made yourself comfortable next to him, rolled your pillow few times to find a cold spot on it and pulled the blanket over you just a little bit, making sure that the monsters under the bed wouldn’t eat your feet. “Did you bring your own pillow?” JJ rolled to his back and turned his head to you. “Of course” you hymned. “Your pillows are made of rocks” and you felt how JJ rolled his eyes while he snorted. He rolled to his stomach, put his arm under his pillow and faced the wall. “Lights out Y/N, and don’t you dare to talk in your sleep” he muffled to his pillow. “Don’t you dare to snore” you coughed and turned your back against JJ’s.

It was maybe the hottest night in the whole summer and the hotness kept rising. Every position you changed, nothing felt good and you started to feel how the bed was already wet from your sweat. But as you weren’t able to sleep, you kept staring the clock on the wall and it had been showing 3:30 for the last 10 minutes. It had stopped and you didn’t have any idea what the time would be –you had left your phone on the kitchen’s counter and it was way too hard to get up and get it from there. You were hanging your arm over the bed, playing with your fingers and quietly blowing air to your hand, trying to make them dry from the sweat. Soon you heard the bed creak slightly and soon there came a big bang as JJ changed his position –you thought that the bed snapped in half. You flinched a little bit because of the creak and when you had caught your breath and your heart was no longer going to pop out from your chest, you started to feel some warmth coming above your side and soon there was warm, sweaty and bony arm resting on your waist. You held your breath and your eyebrows reached to the hairline of yours. “Is it really JJ’s arm what is resting on my waist?” you asked from yourself and before you let your breath go, you felt how the arm gently pulled you to the center of the bed and a sweaty forehead and nose was against your neck. You felt how tense and a little scared he was while doing his act by the shakiness of his breath, but as soon as you let your breath out, making your lungs empty, he relaxed at the same time and breathed the warm air to your back, making you shiver a little bit. You knew that JJ had a crush on you when you were little, in the age of 7, but you couldn’t imagine he would still have a crush on you -or you thought he was still crushing on you because why else he would do this kind of act. He had never done this to anyone. But when he was resting his arm on your waist, you didn’t feel uncomfortable –if we don’t count the moist, sticky, unpleasant feeling what you were having on your whole body because of the hotness. You kinda liked it, someone having a hold on you. You rolled to your back and felt how quickly JJ took his arm off from you and did 180 to have his back to you. You let a smile grow on your lips, moved closer to JJ –and trying to ignore the bed’s noises- and did the same what JJ did to you; rested you arm on his waist and put your forehead against his neck, but you decided to do something more. You quickly licked your lips to get moisturized and gently pressed them on JJ’s neck and you saw how he shivered and you heard how a little hymn came from his lungs. He liked it. You waited JJ to turn around and no long time to wait, you were already seeing the sweet and surprised smile of his. “So that’s why you wanted to come next to me” he smirked. “That was the second reason” you giggled and he rolled his eyes playfully. “But what now?” JJ asked and sweetly petted your cheek as he looked every single detail of your face through. You’ve never been this close to each other. “I-I don’t know” you licked your lips and your eyes were already wandering to his lips. JJ saw where your eyes were and he threw a smirk on his lips and he did what you wanted him to do. As the kiss broke you both let a quiet laugh and you kept looking each other’s eyes saying nothing. It was heard that the wood plank in John B’s room was stepped on and soon he was in the kitchen, opening the fridge and after he closed the fridge, he stopped and looked to your way. “Before you’re going any further, I’m gonna throw that piece of trash out and by a new bed” he groaned and slouched back to his room, making you and JJ looking at each other and holding your laugh.

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