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chocotonez · 1 year

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high school sweethearts (jay/fem!reader)

a/n: ok first enhypen fic!! I had so much fun writing this :>

summary: you bring home your boyfriend Jay to finally formally meet your parents, who you love more than anything but you’re mentally prepared for them to hate him. but you’re in for a very pleasant surprise <3

warnings/genre: fluff, suggestive at some parts esp the end, reader is referred to as daughter and she her pronouns is used, swearing, your parent are so sweet and lovely and great, reader can be a bit baby-like/dramatic(?), food…lmk if anything else needs to be tagged! <3 high school au/bad boy au

As you nervously fidget with your hands, you heard a knock at the door. You took a deep breath, steeling yourself for what's about to happen. You walk over to the door and open it, revealing your boyfriend, Jay. You pleaded with him to dress just a tad less like he came straight out of a wattpad bad-boy story, and you clicked your tongue while cuffing his flannel sleeves and straightening out the chain. You loved your parents, god, no question about it, but they were very…More on the traditional side. They were never cruel to others, but sometimes they just didn’t understand, and you didn’t want them to make any unintentionally rude comments just because they saw a guy wear earrings.

You met Jay after he frantically DM-ed you on Instagram for answers for a homework assignment to be submitted that night, and instead of being a cheat, you told him you would help him with it. You became his tutor, then his friend, then his girlfriend. You made sure he didn’t jeopardize his future and he made sure you lived a little.

"Hey," he greeted, smirking, although you could tell he was just as nervous as you were.

"Hey," you reply, trying to hide your nerves. “No swearing, don’t talk about…We’ve been over this before, just don’t get us killed--And don’t talk about that one time you snuck me out, or when you-”

“Lovie, I’m not that dumb. Relax, we’ll be okay.” He squeezed your shoulders, looking you over. Cute. A cardigan, baggy jeans, the necklace he got for you with a cami underneath, it took all his power not to drag you into the bathroom and kiss you all over your face.

“y/n? The food is ready, darling!” Your mom called, as you took a deep breath, dragging him to the dining room.

“Jay, we’ve heard a lot about you, thank you for taking care of our daughter,” your dad greeted warmly, firmly patting his shoulders. Your mom was scrutinizing every detail, and you rushed him to sit down before she noticed the chain hanging off his jeans’ belt loops.

“y/n told us you don’t have any food allergies or what not, but just in case I made vegan lettuce wraps! Oh, and smoothies of course, but let us know if you want anything else to drink,” your mom offered, setting down the meal. Jay squeezed your hand under the table, feeling you tense up.

“Awe, thanks Mrs. l/n! The food looks great--Oh, do you need any help getting that all from the kitchen?”

“We couldn’t possibly ask a guest to do that!” Your mom waved, dismissively, Jay getting up anyways.

“Good thing you’re not asking, right?” You gave a sudden side-eye, unsure how your parents would take to sarcasm, but to your surprise, your mom chuckled and allowed him to help lay out the rest of the food. Your mom turned on her favorite family-friendly radio, before dinner started.

“Jay, my daughter tells us she tutors you?”

“Oh, yeah, she does.”

“She helps your performance in school?”

“She got me to an honors diploma in less than a month,” he said half-jokingly, your dad smiling and nodding approvingly. It felt like you were watching some otome game, with the meter showing how much your parents liked Jay, and it was fluctuating with each passing second. “You raised her really well.” A few moments passed, before the silence was broken again--

“So, you wear earrings?” Your mom asked, as you glanced at him.

“Yes, she actually got me this pair for my birthday.” Your mom looked at you, but to your surprise, she nodded and smiled in approval.

“They look lovely on you! You know, kids these days, they manage to pull off so many different accessories and clothing, very progressive!” He blushed, as you fought the urge to poke his cheek and tease him, instead just giggling and nudging him.

“You know, back in my day,” your father started, “I actually wore earrings myself.”

“I can’t say you wore them as well as Jay does,” your mom joked, your dad chuckling.

“That reminds me, y/n told us you can skateboard?” Jay affirmed this, your dad laughing. “I used to be really good at skating as well! Oh, y/n will never admit this but I was quite the troublemaker when I was younger, skating after curfew, stealing gum from convenience stores, just boy things, hm?”

“Well hopefully I follow your path and grow up to be a gentleman.” You always forget how charming he is, even just in typical situations. His charisma was good at talking you two out of trouble, but you never thought it would come in handy for something like this. You stared at him while he talked, hands moving, head bobbing, a few polite smiles and some genuine ones. You were surprised at how comfortable the atmosphere was.

“You know, thank you so much for taking care of y/n. She’s a handful I’m sure, I worry we spoiled her too much growing up,” your mom teased.

“She’s sweet until she sees something she wants,” Jay indulged in their humor, your mom laughing as if he was the funniest man she ever met. “No, no really! One time I took her to get gelato, and I told her she couldn’t share with mine and she was whiny the whole way home, it was cute,” he beamed, squishing your cheek as you felt blood rush to your face. “Oh! This one time we went to the mall and she refused to leave until she got a toy from the claw machine.”

“y/n, was that the bear doll you brought home?” You nodded at your father’s question, him snorting. “You should hear her! ‘Oh Jay got me this, Jay got me that,’ as if we didn’t get her allowance! It’s so…Are your parents okay with you spending so much? There’s a whole corner of gifts from you!”

Jay waved a dismissive hand, smiling. “It’s my own money.”

“He saves well!” You interrupted. “He’s good with money.”

“Unlike you?” Your dad joked. “How is she in school?”

“An absolute troublemaker, so noisy…” Jay shook his head in fake disapproval. Your mom and dad laughed, continuing their barrage of questions on how your behavior is, if he makes good choices himself, family life, school life, friends, if you’re making good choices or not. He tried not to die inside when they asked about marriage or moving in, how college was gonna go for the two of you, he didn’t want to think too much about a future when what mattered was you, with him, in the moment.

“It’s getting late, but…” Your mom stood, retrieving something from the counter, a small black gift box that was wrapped in purple ribbon. “y/n tells us you like that sort of alternative fashion, and since you’ve been so kind to our daughter, we wanted to get you something.” You didn’t expect this, as usually when you mentioned a possible romantic partner they panicked and held such a high level of distrust you could’ve never made it work--but this night went too well, even them getting him a gift. Inside was a bracelet, black beads with a single diamond charm in the center.

What the fuck.

“Your birthday is April right?” Jay nodded, still taken aback. “We hope you like it.”

“Thank you so much, I can’t take this from-”

“Good thing you’re not taking it! It’s a gift from us, you’re not taking anything,” your mom stood, dad and you following as you began the preliminary goodbyes. “You make our daughter happy, we cannot thank you enough for that.”

“Come by for dinner again! I want to tell you stories from my day,” your dad nodded, giving him a handshake while your mom squeezed Jay in a hug. You couldn’t help it, sniffling and crying a bit at the scene. “Sweetheart, why are you crying?”

“You guys like him so much,” you sniffled.

“Are you jealous?” Jay teased, excusing himself and wrapping his arm around you. You were the cutest thing in the world, every time your parents thanked him for taking care of you he fought the urge to tell them how he would literally do anything for you, anything to make you smile and keep you safe. From the small things like making sure you wore your seatbelt, walking you home, or always being on speed dial, to the things he didn’t tell you; deciding not to drink anymore because you got worried, getting into a fight with the guy who was talking badly about you, getting rid of shady relationships…Seeing you cry was heart-breaking, but he couldn’t help but laughing at how cute you were. “I told you I’d never make you cry, y/n.”

“I just didn’t think you’d like him so much!” You explained, as he wiped your cheek. “I just really wanted you guys to like him, and you do, and I’m just really happy,” you laughed at yourself, your dad patting your head as your parents and Jay chuckled. Jesus fucking christ he would die for you, and although he wanted to make you cry in different ways, this was pretty adorable too.

“Oh…What are we going to do with you?” Your mom offered him a pitying smile. “Feel free to go home, it’s getting late. He pulled you closer, kissing the top of your head and wiping your face again.

“Love you,” he mouthed, before turning back to your parents. “Thank you for having me and being so kind, you both raised a great daughter and I’ll do my best for her.” They exchanged goodbyes, as you finally calmed down a little from your happy sobs.

“No, but really, why’d you guys like him so much?”

“Well, do you like him?” you nodded. “And he makes good choices?”

“Most of the time.”

“And he makes you happy?” You nodded again. “That’s all we could ask from someone. We want you to be happy, darling, now go get ready for bed, we love you.”

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Two am, parents left for a business trip and would be back tomorrow night, and although you mostly cooled off from dinner you couldn’t help but giggle and kick your legs at seeing him in such a domestic, typical boyfriend-y setting. You heard three knocks on your window, as you rushed to open it, Jay practically scrambling in.

“Did they like me? Did I do good?” he asked immediately, shaking you by the shoulders.

“Where’d all that confidence go?” You teased, sitting on your bed as he paced around your room.

“What if they thought I was annoying or too loud or too talkative or--” You grabbed him by the wrist, pulling him down for a kiss.

“They would’ve called the cops on you then. You’re cute when you’re nervous though.”

“You literally cried tonight, don’t you dare tease me,” He pouted, kicking his shoes off and dragging you to cuddle in bed. “I’m just happy, you made it seem like they’d drive a stake up my ass.”

“You’re just lucky to be so likable,” you poked his cheek. He was pretty, features illuminated by your night-light, the smell of cologne lingering on his clothes.

“Where are your parents anyways?” He asked, stroking your hair.

“Business trip, they’ll be back tomorrow night.” Upon hearing this, he began dragging a finger down your spine, and without even looking you knew he was smirking. “You’re a liar, you know?”

“Why’s that?”

“You told me you’d never make me cry, but--” He grabbed your face to kiss you, free hand running over your sides, and you felt him smile into the kiss before parting to press his forehead against your’s.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle tonight.”

#enhypen x reader #enhypen jay fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen reactions #enhypen jay park x reader #I cant tell if I hate this or not #it was fun to write tho!#i hope this was okay!

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vintgedoll · 1 year

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pressed against nikolai's chest, you cried out as his experienced fingers kept sliding in and out of your wet cunt. occupied with biting and sucking on the delicate flesh of your neck, you felt selfish for being the only one to receive something out of this. hitting a sensitive spot, a pitiful moan slipped out and you could only grip his shirt tighter as he let out a low laugh at you; the strong stench of bathroom piss, the sound of loud music from outside, and his signature cologne assisting in the override of your senses.

the two of you had been drinking in the back of a bar, catching up on trivial things it got tense as the drinks kept coming, his hand going up to the top of your thigh during your makeout session. both of you were too desperate to wait to get to the nikolai's flat, so he practically dragged you into the bathroom of the bar; a lot can happen in a tight stall with a flimsy lock.

the main door opened, and another person stumbled in to use the stall next to both of you. nikolai instantly covered your mouth but he didn't stop, keeping up his pace. his grip on your face practically demanded you to shut up but you couldn't help it, it just felt too good. trying your best to be silent, only whimpers came out. remarking for you to be quiet in russian, the person soon finished and left. as the sound of the door clicking passed, he pulled his fingers out and you were disappointed, just a few more thrusts away from your orgasm before a muffled moan left as his middle finger began to rub your clit. "feel good?" nikolai's accent heavy, you couldn't help frantically nod in response.

#i cant tell if i hate this or not #anyways enjoy #nikolai x reader #nikolai mw2 #nikolai mwii #modern warfare ii #modern warfare 2 #modern warfare ii x reader #modern warfare 2 x reader #nikolai

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linthehero · 6 months

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local man is irredeemable and at rock bottom

#luxy leroy #i cant tell if i hate this or not #he’s kind of a pain to draw #brcu #brandon rogers cinematic universe

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nutsack90 · 12 days

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goddamnb!!

chill out man!!!

#zuko #zuko atla #atla #avatar the last airbender #the blue spirit #i cant tell if i loved or hated the process of this drawing #pike art #also i loveddd all the blue spirit stuff literally so awsome #need to draw blue spirit stuff more often #edited because i realized it was slightly off center and that made me so upset to look at

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watchingwisteria · 5 months

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listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded psychopath happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.

#seeing some discourse and im not saying lucy grey didnt know #im saying she never dropped the kind of hints that she knew like she did in the movie #or if she did snow isnt worried about them until he very suddenly is consumed by them #snow is not concerned about whether or not she believed him. of course she did! hes snow!#but then shes gone…. for a while……#and its the sudden immediate drastic unravelling that comes across so clearly in the book #that i knew wouldn’t translate to screen yet still cant help but miss #the hunger games #coriolanus snow #tbosas #lucy gray baird #not a crime or anything just a note that i cannot stop thinking about #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #this is all from memory of reading it quite a while ago. so maybe 3 pages is an exaggeration #but i remember it happening VERY quickly and without much external cause #like we as the reader have no indication as to whether shes nearby or not.#snow has no idea either. he just SUSPECTS. and his suspicion breeds the hatred that has been bubbling inside him all this time #he hates how she undoes him. he hates that he WOULD run away with her if shed let him keep his secrets #and he HATES more than anything that she makes him WANT to tell his secrets #he wants to be vulnerable and reveal the ugly nasty parts about himself and still be loved #but he does not let himself and it is everyone’s downfall #he chooses cruelty bc it is easy and familiar and makes him feel more powerful than the vulnerable give and take that real love requires

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candyje11yfish · 4 months

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i agree with Merg. clover shouldve gotten a horse

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dovewingkinnie · 6 months

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"are you kidding? i hate this stupid job!" wip for animation that i might finish soon!! (lie)

#the amazing digital circus #tadc pomni #tadc animation #i cant tell if i hated working on this or not #i dont do lineart often

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spacemanspiff0fficial · 11 months

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They always say if u love smth then let it go 😔 as a long-standing Sidon girlie I was struggling w coming to grips I fear (which ended up not being all that hard to do bc Lady Yona is so cute I love her.......)

Before that happened I did manage to snap some photos mid-fish domestic. In case I had one last fighting chance

#totk spoilers #totk #tears of the kingdom #tears of the kingdom spoilers #prince sidon #link #legend of zelda #loz #sidlink #lady yona #mfa #realized at the tail end of finishing this that the size difference is wildly off. hate and war on planet venus #pretend link is standing on a barrel or smth #im not going back 2 fix it ive already been to war w all these armor details. struggle of a woman used to just drawing regular guys in pant #anyway sidon DOES have two hands.......#regardless i cant tell u how happy i was just to be back in zora's domain and teamed up w my favorite fish man !!!!! character of all time!

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joancallamezzo · 2 years

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what the heck why did i just open tumblr dot com to it being different

#i cant tell if i hate this or not #i think i might like the black

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hiphopcherrrypop · 27 days

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something sowmthing the kageyama brothers + their blue eyed weirdboys

#mob psycho 100 #mob psycho #mp100 #mob psycho fanart #mp100 fanart #shou suzuki #teruki hanazawa #shigeo kageyama #terumob #ritshou #ive been watching it with my mom + i forgot how funny teru is #hes strange i luv that freak #i love when he gets sooo smug on mob's behalf #always saying stuff like 'heh... ur first mistake was picking a fight with This guy 😼...'#boy u have me laughing out loud #i h8 his hair i cant draw him without him looking like bakugo #my mom hates reigen a little its so funny #shes always like 'mhm u tell him dimple ☝🙄' when dimple bullies him

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aroaceleovaldez · 6 months

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Nico and Percy's dynamic through the series is eternally funny to me, because it's just. like.

Percy's having a constant mental struggle between his fatal flaw of loyalty with a promise he made to Bianca to protect Nico, versus his Big 3 kid desire to maim other Big 3 kids / Poseidon descendant urge to totally maim Nico specifically. He hates Nico so so much. He thinks Nico's annoying and weird at best, and creepy/sketchy when he's older. The only positive thoughts Percy has towards Nico are "He's Bianca's brother and Bianca was my friend and I owe her/He's Hazel's brother and Hazel is my friend and would kill me if I was mean to him," "He's a powerful asset and useful ally (if questionable)," and "He's kinda pathetic and I feel maybe a little bad about it." Percy has multiple occasions throughout the series where he strongly considers - and on one occasionally actually goes through with - throttling Nico.

Meanwhile, Nico is following around Percy like a lost puppy. He explicitly can never bring himself to even dislike anything about Percy no matter how hard he tries. He has a whole bit in BoO where he's mentally going "UGH he's so stupid BUT IT'S ENDEARING HOW DARE HE." He's totally smitten. He's making deals with his dad for Percy. He's making convoluted plans to help Percy stand a chance against Kronos. During the entirety of BoTL it's like he's playing tsundere - "I'm helping NOT PERCY SPECIFICALLY with this quest! Me helping Percy would be SILLY because I DEFINITELY HATE HIM." Then he proceeds to show up to Percy's birthday party to basically ask him on a weird date and spend the entire next book scrambling around trying to help him or protect him or impress him. And Percy could not give less of a shit.

Just. That dynamic is so funny to me. Percy is the founder of the Nico Protection Club in that he's the one they're all protecting Nico from and meanwhile Nico is throwing himself at Percy to the point where the literal god of gay love calls him out on it.

#pjo #percy jackson #nico di angelo #Percy shows up at CJ and squints at Nico like ''hm. why do i feel like i hate you? like i just wanna punch you in the face?''#and Nico just immediately goes ''huh no idea anyways i have to go-'' and jumps into Tartarus #but not before he gives Hazel essentially a detailed explanation of ''this is Percy i cant say much but please dont let him die <3''#and Nico's whole Tartarus trip was basically a whole ''im doing this so no one else has to''#only for Percy and Annabeth to fall in like one book later and Nico proceeds to spend the next book internally screaming about it #and then Cupid calls him out on it and the next book #Nico's just like ''at this point im hoping i keel over within the next week just so i can force this dumb crush to chill the fuck out''#Nico staring pointedly at Will: ''For my own sake i need to form another crush RIGHT NOW so i can finally get over Percy.''#''this has been so bad for my health''#Nico's crush on Percy is just too funny to me. horrible pick my guy. terrible job. love that for you. he could not be less interested.#Percy LITERALLY TRIES TO KILL NICO and ditch him in the underworld and Nico is somehow STILL like ''but i love him''#Percy basically chokes him. beats up his dad. tells him ''go get smited by your dad for me.'' and ditches him.#and Nico's opinions/crush on him DO NOT CHANGE #though also Nico's reaction to Percy beating up his dad + skeletons is SO funny. his jaw is on the floor. he's flustered about it.#he just witnessed Percy be incredibly hot and proceeded to go ''yea i'll do anything for this man. collect reinforcements of 3 gods? sure''#nico you absolute DISASTER with HORRIBLE TASTE. you can do better. raise your standards.#which tbh is funnier when you factor in sun and the star. Nico just wont stop crushing on guys who dislike him and everything he stands for

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rafeandonlyrafe · 2 months

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the pogues and the princess

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warnings: drinking, partying, throwing up, protective!rafe, threats of violence, established relationship

“oh come on, don’t be so grumpy.” you poke at rafes cheek, his face downturned in a scowl.

“you know i don’t like you at these type of parties.” rafe sighs, slapping your hand away from his face as he concentrates on the road in front of him, wishing for once that he doesn’t get to his destination faster, wanting to keep you there with him.

“babe, i’d hardly call it a party. its just gonna be me, sarah and kiara… and a couple other people.” “yeah, the fucking pogues.” rafe grunts. “you know how i feel about you hanging out with them.” “oh please, i don’t even talk to jj or john b. i just miss my girls.” you pout. you got super close with sarah when you started dating rafe, which naturally led you to get close to kiara as well as sarahs other new friends.

“yeah, alright.” rafe grunts. you may not talk to the boys, but that doesn’t stop them from trying to talk to you.

“i’ll call you when i need you to pick me up.” you unbuckle as rafe turns down the driveway, leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek. “i love you.”

“i know.” rafe sighs dramatically, hating that you’re leaving him, but not wanting to hold you back from seeing your friends, especially when you so rarely ask him. “i love you too.”

you wait as rafe gets out, opening your door and helping you down from his truck. he looks over your outfit again, glad that you’re very covered as he walks you towards the house, music already able to be heard pumping out of speakers.

“baby, this is not a little party.” rafe looks around, realizing theres a good amount of people crowded around the various seating areas.

“do you wanna stay?” you ask. rafe struggles, but ultimately shakes his head no. he knows if he stays that he would just end up getting pissed off at one of the pogues, and he values you too much to beat one of them up in front of you.

“mmkay, well i see kie.” you turn towards rafe. “i’ll call you in a bit. probably around 1 am if thats alright.” “yeah, i’m definitely not gonna be able to sleep until i get you back home.” rafe grunts. he’s in no danger of missing your call, there’s no way he will be able to relax until you’re back safe in his arms.

“bye baby.” you get on your tiptoes to press a kiss to rafes lips. “love you.”

“love you more.” rafe watches you walk away, literally skipping as you reach kiara, throwing your arms around her in a hug. rafe doesn’t see his sister, but he knows she can’t be far away.

“hey, pogues.” rafe walks up to a picnic table, jj smoking a blunt while pope and john b both hold a bottle of beer.

“rafe, don’t start shit-” jj begins, but he’s quickly cut off by rafe.

“shut the fuck up. i need you to watch y/n. if she gets hurt, i will fucking end all of you, understood?” rafe waits for all three of the boys to nod.

“im serious. i will fucking kill you. let her have fun with sarah and kiara, but don’t let her drink too much, and if any guy tries to talk to her or dance with her…” rafe trails off, but they get the point.

“she’s our friend too.” pope finally pipes up. “of course we will keep an eye on her.” “good.” rafe grunts, not saying another word before stomping away, back towards his truck.

“where is my kie kie?” your words slur as you stumble into the house, looking for your friend. “kiara!” you shout. “you never brought me back another drink you bitch!”

“hey, hey there.” jj suddenly grabs your shoulders, making you blink rapidly to get his face into focus. “maybe you don’t need another drink.”

“maybe you don’t need another drink.” you argue back, trying to wiggle out of jjs grasp. “i want a uh…” you look at the selection of bottles on the table. “shot of vodka!” jj knows you must be really drunk if you’re willing to take the shot, knowing how much you don’t like the taste of alcohol until you’re really far gone, always having to mix it with something fruity to get it down.

“okay, let me get it for you.” jj grabs a shot glass, keeping one eye on you as he shields what hes doing with his body, grabbing the vodka like hes going to pour it, but actually filling the cup with water instead.

“here you go.” he turns around with a smile.

“thanks!” you take the glass, knocking it back. “you know, rafe would not like you getting drinks for me.”

“hey, its all friendly.” jj smiles, patting your shoulder as you walk away to find kiara, yelling out again. he doesn’t see that you swipe a bottle from the table.

“i feel sick.” you shout at sarah, hands linked together. despite your words, you continue to dance, your stomach churning but there’s too much alcohol in you to care.

“i think if we drink more itll help!” sarah says, meaning to pull you towards the house, but you both stumble on the grass and end up falling on the ground, not feeling any pain as you burst out laughing.

“oh my god, we are sooo drunk.” you giggle, feeling a lot better now that you’re laying down, so you don’t make any effort to move, despite the stick poking your back.

“i know.” sarah pouts, before suddenly yelling. “john b!” it takes a minute for john b to make his way over, and when he finally does, he stands looking down at the two of you, hands on his hips.

“i think you girls may have had enough.” “sarah.” you turn to her. “i hate your boyfriend.” “me too, he’s trying to cut us off.” sarah rolls his eyes before reaching up, making grabby hands at john b, who sighs and helps bring her to her feet.

“come on.” john b tries to help you up next, but you frown, suddenly feeling overwhelmed by emotions.

“i don’t want you, i want my boyfriend!” you cry out, tears suddenly streaming down your face, leaving marks in your makeup.

“oh shit!” john b groans. “don’t cry! come on! lets call rafe.”

you finally accept john bs help up, tears drying up quickly when you see kiara, squealing as you rush away from the couple to link arms with her.

“shit, we gotta call rafe.” pope says, looking at you with concern on his face before glancing at his phone, the time ticking past 2 am.

“we should just take her home.” jj says. “i don’t have his number.”

“we can ask sarah…” pope looks around, before quickly realizing that sarah and john b disappeared together a while ago, and he’s not wanting to find them and break up whatever they’re doing for the sake of his innocent eyes.

“ill just ask y/n.” jj sighs, pope tagging along as he makes his way over to you, the last one dancing to the music, from the only speaker still playing.

“hey, y/n.” pope says softly, but you don’t seem to hear him as you continue to bounce around, hair long pulled out of the ponytail you arrived in, dress swishing as you move.

“y/n!” jj shouts louder, making you suddenly stop.

“what is it?” you blink rapidly, tears forming in your eyes from jjs shouting. “are you mad at me? is rafe mad at me?” “no, we just wanna take you home. its really late.” jj places a cautious hand on your back, guiding you away from the speaker.

“‘m not tired though.” you look to pope, hoping he would agree with you, but he shakes his head. no help there.

“how about we call rafe then, yeah? i think he’d beat our ass if either of us took you home.” “no he wouldn’t.” you shake your head. “my boyfriend is cute and perfect and nice and he wouldn’t do that.”

“alright, whatever you say.” pope rolls his eyes. he’s not willing to argue about the past, especially when he knows you’re way too drunk to even realize what you’re saying.

“ill call him.” you pull your phone out, frowning at the screen before your passcode suddenly comes back to you. rafes birthday.

you manage to navigate to his contact before the phone suddenly falls from your hands, thankfully landing on the soft grass. you barely turn away from pope and jj before you throw up, bending over as you spew.

pope moves quickly to hold up your hair, while jj picks up the phone, thankfully still open.

he presses the call button while watching pope comfort you as you begin to cry, sniffling out a mixture of words about how you hate throwing up and want your boyfriend.

“baby?” rafe answers, his voice soft but clearly tired and slightly on edge.

“uh… no.” jj answers awkwardly. “she’s ready to be picked up though she’s uhh… pretty drunk.”

“i’ll be there in five minutes.” rafe puts the truck into drive. he would never admit it, but he’s been just down the block the entire time, not wanting to go too far in case he needed to quickly get to you. “give her the phone.”

“yeah, alright.” jj hands it over to you. “its your boyfriend.”

“oh my god, rafe!” you shout into the phone, making him pull it away from his ear at your loud volume.

“hi baby, i’m coming right now to pick you up, okay?” “i love you so much.” you sob out. “i miss you, i miss you. i hate partying without you.”

“how much did you have to drink?” rafe asks.

“she snuck a bit more when i turned my back for one second rafe.” jj adds in, leaning closer to the phone to speak. “we really did keep an eye on her.”

“yeah.” pope chimes in. “one guy tried to dance with her but i stopped him.”

“wait, really?” you question. you hadn’t even noticed, or maybe just didn’t remember.

rafe doesn’t know what to say. he’s certainly not going to thank the pogues, but he’s grateful you’re safe as he turns down the driveway, headlights illuminating the three of you standing in the yard, the only ones still around as he throws his truck into park.

“yay!” you squeal, running over to rafe and literally jumping into his arms, making him stumble back as he holds you against him.

“hi baby, did you have fun?” rafe asks, rubbing his hand over your back as the other keeps you from falling. “i did but i drank too much and got sick and then starting crying because i missed you.” you explain quickly, all negative emotions gone now that you’ve got him back.

“should i get you home then?” rafe asks, glad when you nod enthusiastically, tucking your face into his neck.

rafe looks to pope and jj, nodding awkwardly at them. its the best thank you they’re going to get as he loads you into the passenger side of his truck.

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