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Could you pretty please with a cherry on top write friends to lovers, one bed trope with the amazing Jennifer Jareau 😍 I need all the fluffy love confession and if you could manage maybe a little bit of spice 😅 thank you!

One Room Left

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Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Jennifer Jareau x fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff and smut

Words: 4.8k+

Warnings: : fingering (R and JJ receiving), oral (R), swearing, there's not really any topping or bottoming going on...

Summary: It's just your average friends to lovers fic. Reader and JJ share a bit of an awkward moment that seems to shift their dynamic and open their eyes to a truth they aren’t sure they’re ready for.

a/n: I do apologise for how long it took me to write this, but I did it! I like the beginning, though the end is meh ☹️. I know I slacked a little with the spice but I really just wanted to get this finished and posted, so hope you enjoy! 💜 (not proof read well so, as always, I apologise for any mistakes)

Your eyes fluttered open to the sound of the front door shutting and a blazing alarm clock penetrating your eardrums right by the side of your head. The morning sun slithered in through the small gap between the curtains, offering rays of light to shine through the room and fall steadily on your face, warming patches of skin.

Opting for not smashing the insipid device, you mindlessly reached over to turn off the infernal blaring, shuffling out of bed and padding towards the faint hums coming from the kitchen, wafts of coffee growing stronger with each step.

JJ was standing by the coffee machine, hips swaying to a quiet melody she’d most likely been listening to in the car, that was now stuck in her head. Blonde locks were tousled over petite shoulders, hypnotically moving side to side, and her hands moved around fishing out utensils she needed, showing just how familiar and acquainted she was with the confines of your apartment.

“By all means, make yourself at home.” you deadpanned, causing JJ to jump.

“When do I not.” she replied, cheeks beginning to take on a light rosy hue as she struggled not to let her eyes wander over your body, clad in a silk night dress that stopped dangerously high on your thighs, “Get changed, we have a case. I’ll put this in a to-go cup.”

“They’re in the-”

“Top cabinet to the right, I know.” she smugly interrupted, the corners of her mouth twitching skywards to form a boyish smile.

Turning back around and heading back to your bedroom you couldn’t help noticing the routine you and JJ had found yourselves in, natural, that’s what it felt like waking up and her face being the first you’d see. A weird tingle buzzed through your body as you slipped into your work attire. The humming from outside your room had reconvened, which you didn’t mind one bit, in fact, it made it impossible to wipe the dopey grin off your face.

Ever since you joined the team you and JJ just clicked, the connection and kinship growing with each case, each girls night, each smile, each laugh - laughs that drowned out the heaviness of the job and the reality of what you’d both, day in and day out, have to deal with.

Leaning on each other came naturally, which was weird for the both of you, being that you’d habitually keep your walls up around everyone, too afraid to burden the ones around you because, let’s face it, they had their own shit to deal with.

Yet somehow, those rules never applied to each other. Feelings, doubts, and worries slipped out easily enough, the security of holding each other whilst streams of tears trickled down your faces never once left either of you feeling vulnerable or weak. At some point, words seemed unnecessary between the two of you; reading facial expressions and body language had become second nature, you’d found someone who somehow knew you better than yourself at times, and you her.

After a few minutes of shuffling around in the bathroom, you made your way back out to JJ, who was already standing by the door, keys in hand ready to go.

“Someone’s eager to get going.”

“It’s not like there’s a life on the line or anything.” she humorously quipped, arching an eyebrow and holding out your coffee.

“Fair point.”

Reaching out to grab the cup, your fingers brushed over JJ’s, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she let her fingers linger under yours. Blue eyes locked onto yours and the room disappeared for all of three seconds before she abruptly pulled her hand away and averted her gaze to the door.

“Come on slowpoke.” She called out over her shoulder, already out of the apartment.

What the hell was that? And why was your hand still tingling from the feel of her soft skin against your own? You shook yourself out of your stunned state. Taking a deep breath, trying to push aside the last minute, you told yourself your elevated heartbeat was completely normal, thinking it safer to assume you had a heart condition than feelings for a friend. Assuming otherwise was a dangerous path to go down and you couldn’t afford to blur the lines between friendship and something else, not when you’d finally found someone like JJ, you couldn’t risk losing her to fleeting moments that had the possibility of amounting to nothing. Pushing forward you locked the door and followed JJ to the car.

The drive over to Quantico was as it always was, filled with off-key singing and barrels of laughter. You’d never tire of hearing her laugh, the symphony was a gift from the gods, eliciting a warmth to coax your whole body into a state of comfort you’d spent the majority of your life denying you needed.

As JJ’s eyes were fixed on the road, it allowed you the time to appreciate her true beauty. Her blonde hair, sporting waves that morning, bristled against her face as she bobbed her head to the blasting drums coming from the speakers. It was always funny to you how JJ still found ways of surprising you, firstly it was her love of rock music - that she’d somehow managed to get you into - then it was how atrociously messy she could be. The first time you’d looked into her desk drawers, in search of a working pen, it took everything not to gasp.

When you turned back to her in shock, her face revealed a look of pure innocence and slight wonder. When she’d asked, “Did you find one?” so sweetly, you hadn’t the heart to let her know finding something as small as a pen in that mess was all but hopeless. The real kicker was about five minutes later she’d walked over with three different pens, and you had to admit, it may have been a mess, but in true JJ style, she knew how to navigate through it.

Her slender fingers tapped on the steering wheel in beat with Killing in the Name of, lips pursed and head continuously moving around, it was safe to say, she was in her element. And by god was it both hot and adorable? Wait. Hot? Friends could most definitely admit they found the other stunning, it wasn’t unusual - right? Right. The butterflies in your stomach that accompanied distant looks of unbridled passion? That was an issue for another time.

Before a wave of unruly questions could plague your mind, JJ pulled into the parking lot and found an available bay, ushering you out of the car and towards the elevator. The briefing went by pretty fast and soon enough everyone was headed to the jet. Once you were up in the air everyone gathered around to go over victimology before splitting ways and doing their own things.

You moved to the sofa, JJ following, which wasn’t uncommon, however, what was, was the distance she was keeping. The gap between your two seated bodies felt cold and foreign, it was the first sign that something was off. JJ pulled out her phone and got to work beating a high score on whatever new game she was addicted to - she seemed to have a new one every couple of months.

Not wanting to draw attention to something that could in fact be nothing, you opened your book and started reading.

An hour had passed, and the jet's occupants had all settled, it was quiet, eerily quiet. Maybe it was the fact you were used to chatting with JJ, or that usually you’d have some form of physical contact with her, but now you had neither. You tried to act normal but with each passing second your thoughts grew louder and louder, the words on the page made no sense, and for the fifth time, you re-read the same sentence, still not processing it.

Defeated, you slammed it shut, drawing the attention of several sets of eyes, “Major character death.” You announced.

JJ leaned over to look at the book sitting closed in your lap. A small smirk tugged at her lips; her eyebrow raised as she picked up the book. It was Pride and Prejudice, a book she knew moderately well, and one that contained no such death.

“You know, if you’re going to lie, at least make it a believable one.” She placed the book face down on your lap, letting out a small chuckle through her nose before going back to her phone. You were thankful for the game or whatever had her full attention, it meant she’d fail to see the crimson hue that now burned bright on your cheeks.

After the jet landed, the team split up to work on the case. You and JJ went your separate ways, JJ claiming she had a couple of questions she wanted to clear up with the M.E, which was complete and utter bullshit that you saw right through but didn’t mention.

Emily drove the both of you to the local sheriff station, sitting in comfortable silence, you replayed the events of the morning, nothing was different from the normal. Of course, there was the coffee cup incident, you’d felt the shift in the room, though you attributed your inability to react like a normal human as the reason you thought it held such gravitas.

The car came to a halt, “I don’t think I've ever heard you so quiet.” Emily’s voice rang through the silence.

“Mmmm.” Your attention glued out the window, while your mind was elsewhere.

“Alright out with it, what’d you do?”

“Hey!” You snapped, finally turning to Emily, who was grinning ear to ear. You tried to fight it, but a small smile crept into your lips, “Why does it always have to be me who did something?”

The traffic lights changed and she refocused her gaze to the road ahead, “Because it’s you.”

“Hmmm, can’t argue with that logic.”

It went quiet for a few seconds, “So… JJ’s acting weird…”

“Thank fuck!” you said a little louder than needed, “I thought it was just me.”

Emily parked up and turned back to you, “You want me to talk to her? Find out what you did to piss her off.”

“Honestly you have such a way with words Emily,” that earned you a playful slap to the side of your arm, “It’s fine, I’ll have a chat with her later. Both of us need to focus on the case right now. We all do.”

Although the rest of the day was stressful, it was better, easier even, to focus on the case than endure the torturous thoughts of a certain blonde. JJ kept her distance, it was easy enough for you to pick up on it, the team seemed not to notice, too busy focusing on the case, which you should have been doing.

Instinctively Emily came to your side now and then, offering comforting smiles and light touches. Unbeknown to you, Emily had only done this when she’d caught JJ’s eyes roaming over your sullen state.

Dusk came, exhaustion weighed heavy on the team, having spent the day endlessly scouring through paperwork, Hotch knew it was time to call it a day, telling the team to head to the local motel. No complaints were heard. JJ instantly beelined her way over to you, instilling the fear of God into your pounding heart. Then she smiled, she smiled that signature cheeky tight-lipped smile, and instantly you were at ease, “Ride with me?”

For some strange reason, a light blush rose to your cheeks, “Lead the way, chauffeur.”

The walk to the car was unsurprisingly silent, willing your stomach to crawl in on itself. How had things changed so fast? Why had they changed so fast? There were more and more questions running through your mind as you pulled the passenger seat door open and hopped in, this couldn’t wait. Before JJ had even finished buckling herself in, your lips moved of their own accord, letting out emotions you’d tried to keep locked away the entirety of the day.

“JJ, what’s going on? You’ve been off with me all day. Did I do something? Did you do something? God, I can’t stand this, I half thought when you were walking up to me you were going to knock-”

“Wow, wow, wow,” turning quickly towards you, JJ cut in, worried you were about to pass out from the air you’d been depriving yourself of. Your trembling hands, resting over your thighs, stilled when she placed hers atop them, running delicate circles into the soft skin. “Breathe. Just breathe for a second.”

And you did as you were told, closing your eyes for a split second, you focused on the rise and fall of your chest, the pounding of your heart, the feel of JJ’s hands prying all the distress from your body with each small stroke on her thumbs. When your eyes fluttered back open, you nearly lost it all over again. Her blue doe eyes had only moved an inch closer and there was still a good distance between the two of you but seeing her - even just that little bit closer - sent you toppling into what could only be described as a childlike state of wonderment.

Her eyes shimmered in the dim light of the car, small bulbs of light reflecting lowly in her pupils, her cheeks jutted outwards from the small smile she wore, and you let yourself get lost in the comfort she was exuding. This was JJ, this was what she did, she didn’t need to have her arms around you to embrace you, it was her smiles, her banter, her laugh that coaxed your body into a state of relaxation. Safe, JJ was your safe haven.

“Better?”

“Ya, thanks,” you looked down at your lap, staring at the small contact that meant so much to you. Her hands were just about to slip away, you’d missed her all day and weren’t ready to let go of the moment just yet. Interlacing your fingers between hers, you lowered her hands back down to your lap and met her ocean eyes once more, only now you used your thumbs to run circles over the backs of her hands, “Talk to me. What happened today Jayje?”

“It’s just the case,” she sighed, “I’m exhausted that’s all and I didn’t want to take it out on you. So, I thought it’d be better to distance myself a little.”

“You are your hyper-independency,” you chuckled, trying to lighten the mood, “don’t push me away though. I mean it, or I’ll be forced to pry the truth out of you in some other way.”

“That sounds slightly ominous.” She said with a raised brow.

“Let me provide some clarification.” You untangled your hands from hers, lunging forward over the console to torture her with light tickles.

Giggled, she giggled, over and over until she could barely breathe, “Okay! Okay! MERCY!” She begged, hands flying to your shoulder trying to push you away.

You stopped, the mood quickly shifting as you stared into her eyes. She stopped pushing you away, her fingers settling over the curve of your shoulders, “Promise you won’t push me away like that again?”

She swallowed the lump in her throat, darting her eyes over your face, then to the loose strands of hair that had escaped throughout the day, “Promise.” She whispered, tucking the strays behind your ears.

It was like déjà vu. Feelings within you - much similar to the ones you’d experienced that very morning - awakened, your stomach fluttered, skin suddenly on fire, flushed with nerves, and an odd trickle of excitement.

You had to stop, the lines were blurring, and you couldn’t lose her. JJ may have said it was the case that goaded her into keeping her distance but deep down you knew that wasn’t the full story, and you couldn’t afford to risk another day, another week, a lifetime of not being able to have her close within the parameters of friendship. So you pulled away, tore your eyes off of her, and hoped things would be okay again.

The drive to the motel was a short one and it was unsurprising to see the whole team had already arrived. No one other than Emily was in sight as you and JJ walked into the lobby.

“Everything okay?” You asked Emily.

“Only one room left,” she replied, looking between you and the blonde. “And since you two got here last…”

Great, sharing a bed with the woman you were trying to suppress your feelings for. Just great.

JJ nudged your shoulder, “Looks like you’re with me.”

“Oh gosh! However, will I cope!” You teased.

“There’s no hope for you,” she said with a smirk. Placing a finger to her chin in mock thought, “I guess you could just sleep in the car.”

“Nice try. But you can’t get rid of me that easy.”

She side-eyed the key and sat on the front counter, “Is that so?”

“Don’t even think about it.” You warned.

“Too late!” Swiping the key, she bolted out the door in search of your room.

Quick on your feet you ran after her, “You little shit!”

“Children. I work with children.” Emily said to herself, smirking and shaking her head.

Once you finally caught up to JJ, she’d just about opened the door, crashing into the back of her, you rugby tackled her to the bed, closing the door behind you with your foot. A series of laughter filled the small room, a warmth spreading in your chest hearing the sweet symphony rumble in her throat. You slumped down next to her, both of you staring up at the ceiling as laughter faded into silence.

“Chicken.” She whispered.

“What?”

“I want to play chicken. I ask a question, and you answer.”

“And if I get it right?”

“Just close your eyes okay?” she breathed out.

Shuffling to get a little more comfortable on your back, you shut your eyes and waited.

“My favourite colour?”

“Easy. Turquoise, like your birthstone.”

JJ moved closer.

“One of my fears.”

“The woods, because, how’d you put it? Yes, because they’re the woods.” She let out a breathy laugh, scooching an inch closer.

“On my right arm t-.”

“There’s a scar you got when you were nine, you were playing with Rosaline, a wheelbarrowing game gone wrong.”

Everything went quiet, then the bedsheets ruffled; you could feel the heat radiating from her body, her breath tickling the side of your face, and the smell of her perfume permeated your senses.

“Look at me.” her warm breath tumbled into the shell of your ear, causing your heart to stop within your chest. Taking a well-needed gulp of air into your lungs you opened your eyes and turned around. You were so close to her that your noses were practically touching. Tears were brimming on her waterline. As she searched your eyes they retreated, fading into the milky white sclera.

“Hi.” She whispered, hot breath warming your lips.

“Hey to you too.”

Her eyebrows knit together, “I don’t want anything to change between us.”

“Why would they?” you questioned.

She retreated back in on herself, regret washing over her face and she began to move away, “I don’t know. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.” you couldn’t let this moment fade, not yet, not like this. Reaching a hand out to her waist, you pulled her body against your own.

“You’re my best friend, the one person who gets me, who knows me. I don’t want to lose you.” It was hard to read her expression through the haze of tears forming, but the way her body relaxed under your touch told you it couldn’t have been one of discomfort.

“And you won’t.” She uttered, her lips ghosting over yours, “ever.”

“Then kiss me already.”

Closing the minimal space between you, JJ leaned forward, taking your bottom lip between her own. Fireworks set ablaze in your stomach, and sparks of passion ran through every vein in your body, traveling and dispersing a tingling sensation over your skin. It was unlike anything you had ever known, with one kiss JJ had tipped the world around you off its axis.

The kiss was gentle, you let her take what she wanted, set the pace, and live in the moment. You needed to know this was definitely what she wanted. Her slick tongue ran along your bottom lip, asking for permission to take things a step further, and you happily obliged, parting your lips to let her in. Her tongue danced in unison with your own, and a small moan tumbled out your mouth into JJ’s.

She threw her leg over your hips, sliding herself on top of you and resting her hands on either side of your head. Her head tilted sideways, deepening the kiss as your lips moved as one.

“Is this okay?” she whispered against your lips.

“It’s more than okay,” you replied, placing your spare hand on the small of her back and pulling her closer against you.

Undeniable passion grew within the kiss, it was faster, harder, and less controlled. Moans and whimpers merged with one another, and you stopped trying to figure out whether they were coming from you or JJ.

There was next to no space between your two bodies, and as JJ’s shirt rod up you could feel her soft skin against the thin material of your t-shirt. Desperate to feel more of her, you ran your hands along the exposed skin, relishing in the sounds that came from JJ as you did so.

Taking a chance, you let your fingers trail higher, grazing against the underside of her breast, then taking the globe and squeezing it. JJ sat up, prying her swollen lips away from yours, in one swift move she pulled her blouse over her head, taking her bra off with it. Reaching out for your hands perched on her waist, she guided them over her perky breasts.

Her head flew back the moment you began massaging the supple flesh, bottom lip wedged between her teeth, holding back moans. Unable to hold on any longer you pulled yourself up and took a pert nipple into your mouth, letting your tongue circle around to hard nub. JJ’s hands became frantic, fumbling with the bottom of your shirt, needing to see more of you, all of you.

Clothes were quickly shed off, puddles of material scattered around the motel room floor. Hands explored and wandered over each other’s bodies. A heat pulsed between your legs, your slick lips were pressed against JJ’s thigh, and it was becoming near impossible not to grind against her, desire for some sort of friction becoming overpowering. Slowly cantering your hips, a whimper spilled from your lips when your clit rubbed along JJ’s toned thigh. You could have screamed when she pulled it away a few moments later.

“Please.” You didn’t know exactly what you were pleading for, nor did you care, you’d take anything JJ would give. Her hand trailed over your stomach, moving further and further down until they were right where you needed them to be. Two fingers ran through your dripping folds, gathering your arousal on her fingers, then back up to circle your clit. A high-pitched wail caught in your throat, your hands wrapped around JJ’s neck and thread through silky blonde tresses, needing to feel her lips again, there would never be a second - you now knew - that you wouldn’t need them. They completed you; she completed you, filling a missing piece of your heart, one you didn’t even know was gone until she showed you what it was to be whole.

JJ's lips moved to plant kisses along your jawline, reaching your neck she lightly sucked, bringing blood to the surface of your skin, likely leaving a mark. It felt too good to tell her to stop, concealer existed for a reason after all. Her lips wrapped around a hardened nipple, sucking with so much purpose it sent a whole new wave of wetness to pool between your legs. Your back arched pushing yourself further into JJ’s mouth, her free hand came down from beside your head to tweak the neglected nipple.

Your skin burned, sensitive to each touch, every caress, and you no longer made a conscious effort to silence the small mewls spilling from your lips. Keeping her fingers trained on your clit, she continued her descent, leaving behind a trail of red blotches along the planes of your stomach.

Her fingernails grazed down your ribcage, and it was as though they were scorching themselves into you, the line left behind burned and tingled in the most delicious of ways. Propping yourself on your elbows you beheld the view, blonde hair cascading over your thighs, obstructing you from seeing what JJ did next. She pulled her fingers away, before the pleasure had time to subside, she pushed her wet fingers deep inside you with no warning, her hot mouth engulfing your sensitive bundle of nerves at the same time. She repeatedly started laving it with the flat of her tongue.

Dual pleasure sent your body crashing backward onto the bed, her fingers set a steady pace inside you, and the wet sounds of your sex and JJ’s tongue only served to further turn you on. Your moans were getting gradually louder as JJ picked up speed. Her fingers worked harder, thrusting further and further into your dripping sex until she was knuckle-deep every time.

A tension was forming low in your stomach, between moans you were helplessly trying to pull in what oxygen you could, but it was helpless. You gripped onto the bed sheets, hoping maybe they could keep you anchored.

A third finger slipped inside you, filling your tight canal fully. All three fingers curled, caressing the ridges of your inner walls, pulling out to the very tips then pushing all the way back in and effortlessly hitting your g spot. JJ kept up her new routine, hearing the effect it was having on you. She alternated between sucking, licking, and teething your engorged clit. You pried your hands away from the sheets, gripping onto JJ’s hair instead to hold her in place as you moved in rhythm with the fingers she had inside you.

The world around you faded as your whole body gave out on you, and your hips jerked off the bed, thanks to JJ’s hand on your stomach, they didn’t get far. She sucked harder and her fingers pumped so fast they had you seeing stars. The tension in your lower stomach was at an all-time high, your walls clamped around her fingers, holding her in place as she fucked you to your breaking point. With one swipe of her tongue, you unravelled - panting, and sobbing as your orgasm crashed over you. Your head pressed hard into the mattress, mouth agape pulling in drags of air through silent cries.

Slowing her movements to a halt, JJ waited till you rode out the full extent of your orgasm before sliding her fingers out. When you finally opened your eyes, her head was moving up your body, settling for a few moments in the nape of your neck, peppering feather-light kisses over the salty patch of skin, your fingers appreciatively traced circles into her scalp. You both contently hummed, happy to just live in that moment.

“You’re beautiful.” The words vibrate against your neck and for the first time in your life, you truly believed the statement.

Guiding her up by her head, you joined your lips together, moaning at the heady taste of yourself. Overtaken by a primitive need, you flipped JJ on her back, a squeak of a surprise cut short when your lips came crashing down to silence her. Taking the stickiness on your thigh as an indication, you slid two fingers into JJ.

It was overwhelming to feel all of her, have her completely, you’d never wanted anything or anyone more. As you carried her to her peak you kept your eyes glued on her, a thin sheen of sweat clung to her skin, her chest rose and fell, and her tight stomach muscles tensed over and over. Her moans were hypnotic, your new favourite sound, and you’d die happy if it was the last sound you’d ever hear.

“You’re perfect.” You whispered into her ear. With that final push, she came all over your fingers, crying out a modicum of incoherent syllables that resembled your name. She pulled you into her and kissed you. You poured everything you felt into the kiss, tears of joy prickling in your eyes as you felt her return all the love you willingly gave.

That night you fell asleep in her arms, the arms of your best friend, the arms of the woman who knew everything about you, the good along with the bad, and loved you all the more for it.

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winchester-books · 2 years

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You Think I’m Hot?

Based On: Outer Banks

Characters: JJ x Reader, John B, Sarah, Pope, Kie

Warnings: nope

w/c: 1300

Request (anon): Hi! Can I pls have a JJ Maybank imagine where the reader is a kinda shy kook but hangs with the pogues and her and JJ obviously like each other and flirt. Ty if you can.

PLEASE don’t steal my work it’s literally not cool- also i would LOVE if you left some feedback ! thank u and hope u guys enjoy :))

You had been more than a little hesitant to agree when Sarah asked if you wanted to join her, John B, and his group of friends on a boat trip for the day. You were already a relatively shy person, and being a kook in a group of pogues didn’t exactly bid well for your case of making friends or having fun. But, after some pestering from Sarah (and her promise that a certain blonde boy would be joining the trip), you finally caved and agreed to go.

You were sitting beside Sarah, who had John B on her other side. His arm was wrapped around her shoulder and he was whispering something in her ear that made her laugh. Pope and Kiara were at the front of the boat, chatting and passing a blunt back and forth. JJ was seated in the captain's chair, more focused on guiding the boat than anyone around him.

You couldn’t help but feel awkward and out of place in the tight-knit group of pogues, unsure why Sarah had even wanted you to come in the first place. The only semi-enjoyable part of this so far had been the stolen glances you had managed to get of JJ as he manned the steering wheel. God, if only you had the courage to actually say something to him rather than just daydream about him.

JJ’s leg bounced nervously from his seat as he steered the boat. When John B had insisted that they invite Y/N along on their boat trip so she and JJ could get closer it had seemed like a great idea. But, at the moment, starting up a conversation with her seemed like the most terrifying thing in the world.

He stole another look at her from the corner of his eye, she looked amazing as usual. Come on, man up! They got her to come on this trip for you, say something! He mentally scolded himself at the fact that he had yet to make a move.

“JJ I think here’s a good spot!” Kie yelled from the bow of the ship, “Pope and I are gonna jump in and cool off,”

JJ dramatically saluted her, cutting the engine and searching for the boat’s anchor, finally spotting it at your feet. He leaned forward, reaching for it.

You had noticed the anchor at your feet at about the same time, so you also bent over to grab it. You and JJ froze as your hands touched, “Oh, my bad,” you said quickly, trying to ignore the butterflies you got from his touch.

He cleared his throat, freezing up for a moment. “No worries, I got it,” he finally managed, grabbing the anchor and tossing it over.

Why was it so hard to talk to you? Normally, he could get almost any girl he wanted, flirting was something that came naturally to him. But for some reason, you just made him so nervous he could barely hold a normal conversation with you.

You watched as Kie and Pope jumped into the ocean, laughing about something as they did so. John B and Sarah weren’t far behind them. Sarah barely got her t-shirt off before John B picked her up and jumped in with her still over his shoulder. You grimaced, facing a choice: jump in with the others and third wheel or force yourself to talk to JJ.

“So, Y/N, how long have you and Sarah been friends?” JJ asked.

Oh great. Awkward small talk, you thought to yourself. “Umm, a while, she was the first person I met when I moved here in third grade. We’ve been pretty close ever since,”

“Cool, cool,” JJ was panicking on the inside but desperately trying to keep it cool. He wanted nothing more than to talk to you but just couldn’t shake his nerves, “Want a beer?” He asked, walking over to her side of the boat and grabbing two from the cooler that had been sitting at John B’s feet.

“Sure,” you said, grabbing one from his extended hand.

Before he could second guess himself, JJ plopped himself down into the seat next to you. His shoulder brushing against yours as he did so. You held back a shudder as butterflies racked your stomach once again at his touch.

The two of you sat in silence as you sipped on your drinks. JJ’s eyes noticed the gold band around your left pointer finger. Without thinking twice, he grabbed your hand, his fingers brushing over the gold ring as he looked at it, “It’s pretty,” he said with a soft nod, “Where’d you get it?”

You swallowed the nervous lump in your throat and prayed to God that your blush wasn’t noticeable, “Uh, it was my grandma’s actually,”

“Oh nice,” he let go of your hand and held up his right hand, showing you the silver banded rings on his thumb and middle fingers. “I stole these from some random old store on the cut,” he smirked slightly, “But I wear them cause my dad always said how much my mom loved silver jewelry. I don’t remember her much, but it gives me something to remember her by,” he said with a shrug.

“I like them a lot,” you said softly, gently grabbing his hand so you could get a better look at them.

JJ stared at you as you intently examined his rings. “You have really pretty eyes,” he blurted out, biting his tongue milliseconds after the words left his mouth.

You felt the hot burn of his cheeks at his compliment, “T-thank you,” you smiled, too embarrassed to look you in the eyes.

JJ rubbed the back of his neck anxiously, embarrassed and feeling like he was making you uncomfortable. “Sorry if that was weird- I can just leave you alone,”

“No!” you said a little too quickly, “Uh- No,” you shook your head, “You aren’t bothering me at all. I just get a little shy sometimes, that’s all," you admitted. "And talking to a guy as hot as you doesn’t exactly make me any less nervous.” Your face turned bright red at that, not really sure what possessed you to say that out loud, “I mean- uh..” you grabbed ahold of your drink and finished it quickly trying to take the edge off of the embarrassment.

“So you think I’m hot?” JJ didn’t stop the cocky smirk from flashing across his face, his ego taking a massive boost at your words.

You ran a hand through your hair, mortified and wishing more than ever that you had told Sarah you were too busy to make it today. You jumped slightly as JJ's hand found its way to your jaw, turning your head up to look at him.

“You have no idea how much that means to me, Y/N,”

You furrowed your brows at his words, neither of you breaking eye contact.

“I have had the biggest crush on you since I first saw you when you moved into town.” JJ felt a wave of relief as he finally admitted his feelings that he had been hiding for so long.

“What?” You could hardly believe what he had just said.

He nodded, “How could anyone not fall for you? I just never said anything because I figured you would never like a pogue,”

“Oh please,” You stifled a small laugh. “Just ask Sarah, I’ve had the biggest crush on you since that time you punched Rafe in the face in 7th grade. I never knew what he did, but I was always sure he had it coming,”

You and JJ burst out into laughter, the tension between you finally gone as you talked. JJ’s gaze shifted from your eyes to your lips and you felt your heart skip a beat, “Y/N,” he finally said, “Can I kiss you?”

“Please,” you said with a small smile.

The boy grinned, his right hand cupping your jaw as he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours.

“Finally!” “Get a room!” “Atta boy JJ!”

Your cheeks grew hot at the sound of your friends yelling and cheering from the water. JJ raised his left hand to the group, showing off his middle finger as he deepened his kiss with you.

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pappydaddy · 11 months

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idiot (j.m.)

a/n: ha, i'm baaaack! bet cha didn't think y'all were getting this fic!

tv show/movie: outer banks | pairing: jj maybank x fem!pogue!reader

requested by a lovely anon as part of my 800 follower celebration

synopsis: jj tries to impress his girlfriend, but it doesn't go as well as he planned.

warnings: reckless actions, accident, mention of a dislocation, mention of breaking a bone, fluff.

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JJ has done stupid and reckless things before. It was expected of him and he liked to live up to expectations. He was the unhinged friend that stressed everyone out. Since meeting him in elementary school, Y/N didn’t know JJ not to be daring which meant that she (being the nervous and apprehensive person she was) often found herself on the verge of a heart attack whenever he pulled his little stunts. Since they started dating two years ago, his chaos and recklessness has decreased, but not by any significant bounds.

But the decrease wasn’t from JJ changing, it was from Y/N insisting that he needs to be safe and arguing with him (which actually makes him think first). Even then, it’s a fifty-fifty shot that he actually listens. For instance, there was a new skatepark installed on The Cut, a last-ditch effort to (a) make The Cut look nicer, (b) keep Pogues out of Kook territory, and (c) lower crime rates. Of course, JJ, who has never skateboarded before, was convinced it was just like surfing so, therefore, he believed he would be a pro at it. He was wrong. Horribly wrong. But, thanks to Y/N, he was wearing a helmet and managed to avoid concussing himself on the concrete after he fell off the metal railing (nearly hitting his head on that).

Now, the dirt bike track was finally up and running again following the brief closure (three years) due to the owner going to jail for embezzlement. Now, after two former motocross x-game finalists who grew up in The Cut had bought it, it was fixed up and ready to be used again. Of course, JJ was naturally drawn to it, visiting every day so far this summer. Most of the time, Y/N went with him, but she was unable to go the past three weeks because Sarah had pulled her away to the mainland for shopping.

“Babe, I am so excited for you to come to the course again,” JJ was nearly bouncing off the walls all day. He even woke up at nine in the morning (and was like this from the start). His breakfast of a mixture of half a box of fruity pebbles and half a box of lucky charms was not helping anything. “I’ve been working on so many neat moves with Nathan, he says that I have enough skill that I could enter comps and win huge cash prizes.”

She looked over at him from where she packed things into her tote bag. “Nathan would know, maybe you should enter some contests. You could probably enter some surfing contests too,” She nodded, double checking the contents of her bag. JJ spending every day at the course has led to Nathan (one of the owners) coaching him as a hobby. Completely free and completely spontaneous. “You could really make a career out of these, J.” She reminded him.

“I don’t know, Babe,” He shrugged, grabbing the sunscreen and her sunglasses that she forgot on her dresser. “Some of these guys that play these sports come from rich families who pay for only the best training. No way I can compete against that. Their parents buy them wins basically! How can I win against someone who bribes the judges? Or someone who has the best bike?” He pointed out, handing her the items as she started to walk out of their room.

“Thanks,” She smiled up at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “And Nathan has competed against them and won, he can teach you how. Talent is always better than money in the long run. It’s worth a try if you think you’ll be happy,” A honk sound from outside, signalling that the Twinkie was there. “I mean, you asked me out because you thought it would make you happy and look at us now. Living together.” She gestured around at the small cottage-like house they rent. Two-bedroom, one bath, and the floor plan was open concept because it was just a kitchen and living room.

“Would you be okay if I started competing,” JJ asked her, his hand reaching out to gently grab her arm when she started to walk towards the front door, another honk sounding from John B. She turned around, seeing him inches away from her, eyes staring down into hers as he waited for her answer. “It’s easy to get hurt in these sports and I don’t want you worrying all the time.”

She sighed, smiling at him, hands coming up to cup his face. “I’m always gonna worry about you JJ. What matters is if you’re happy. You sacrifice so much for me, I can sacrifice being scared out of my wits for the length of a competition.” With that, she rolled up to the balls of her feet, pressing a kiss to his lips just when another honk sounded.

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“I can’t believe you said you would be fine with him competing,” Sarah shook her head as she watched the course. People zipped around, mud flying in every direction. Sarah and Y/N sat on the bleachers, free sodas from the cooler in hand. Y/N looked up from her book, eyes searching for JJ instantly, quickly finding him talking to Nathan off on the side. “I mean, someone wipes out every second. If John B started competing in motocross I would have a nervous breakdown.”

Y/N shrugged, eyes leaving JJ to see John B ripping around the course. “It makes him happy and he’s really excited about Nathan telling him he could do well at this,” She took a sip of her soda, the cool liquid helping cool her body temperature. “I’m not going to let my worries ruin this for him.”

“You’re braver than me, girl.” Sarah shook her head, taking a drink of her own soda just as Kie and Pope turned the corner, climbing the bleachers with take out containers in their hands from the food truck parked in the parking lot.

“We got JJ and John B’s, they are on the bottom to stay warm,” Pope told the two girls, handing them two containers. “Though, I don’t know why I try since they will devour them cold by choice,” Pope shook his head, settling down beside Sarah, picking up his untouched soda. “Are they almost ready for a break anyway? They’ve been at this for hours.” He asked, popping the tab open, the carbonation hissing as it rushed out.

Glancing over at the track, Y/N shrugged. “John B will probably be done once he finishes this lap, but JJ is probably gonna take the course once more so Nathan can time him,” She explained. “He’s aiming to break his personal best.” She was proven correct when JJ pulled his helmet over his head, securing it as he nodded along to whatever Nathan was telling him, his face hidden by the dark tinted face shield.

Just as John B finished his lap, JJ revved his engine, mud slinging around as his tire spun. Y/N perked up slightly as he drove to the startline. With a flick of Nathan’s thumb, JJ took off, zipping around the track. Y/N wiggled to the edge of her seat, setting her soda and the two containers of fries on the bench beside her. Something told her to keep watching. Maybe it was that she thought he would make a new personal best or maybe JJ had been a little too good about not making reckless decisions as of late. She wasn’t too sure, but here she was hanging off of every mound and every turn as if he were competing for a national title.

Then, it all made sense when she noticed Nathan’s hands flying through the air, looking like he was telling JJ to slow down or something as he yelled into the radio that allows him to communicate with JJ. “Is that some kind of signal?” Sarah asked, her nose wrinkling as she watched Nathan’s hand movements in confusion.

“They have radio communication, he wouldn’t need to use hand signals unless JJ was training for a race,” John B, who Y/N didn’t notice had joined them, explained. He tipped his uncapped water bottle towards Nathan. “It looks like he’s stressin’. Must think JJ’s pushing himself too hard.”

The group watched with worried expressions. From where they sat, they could hear the raised voice of Nathan but they couldn’t hear what he was saying over the roar of JJ’s motor. It was a split second. A tiny movement. But it told Y/N exactly what was going on. As JJ flew by the stands, she could see the way his head stayed tilted towards her for a second too long to not be a coincidence, followed by a sudden surge of speed. “Oh, God, JJ,” She tucked her lip between her teeth. “Please don’t. Listen to Nathan.” She pleaded quietly, hoping he could sense her wishes.

“Don’t do what? What’s he doing?” Pope asked, looking at Y/N with nervous eyes. Before Y/N could react, JJ’s bike took the turn too tight, tire hitting the soft mud at such a high speed (nearly double the speed Nathan suggested probably), slinging mud and causing him to lose control. Everyone stood as the bike started to fall, flinging JJ off it, but Y/N was already running down the bleachers while Nathan ran towards him from the ground.

“JJ,” Y/N yelled, not caring that her white sneakers were getting covered in sloppy mud. Somehow, she managed to get to JJ before Nathan, dropping to her knees, ignoring the cold, uncomfortable feeling of mud shifting under her. “JJ, does anything hurt? Oh my god.” She muttered, shaking fingers trying to undo his helmet strap to pull it off, but she could barely feel any of her limbs as panic took over.

“My shoulder,” JJ’s voice was strained and muffled as Y/N still fumbled with the helmet. Finally pulling it off his head, she could see his face screwed up in pain, his other hand clutching the shoulder he landed on (and was currently laying on). “It really hurts.” He could barely open his eyes as he flopped his head back, mud matting into his blonde hair.

“His shoulder hurts, what do we do?” Y/N looked up at Nathan who turned the bike off, handing it off to John B to put away. Crouching down on the other side of JJ, he looked down at him.

“I think he popped his shoulder out of place,” Nathan observed, looking up at Y/N as she softly stoked JJ’s hair, feeling rather useless as he groaned in pain, a few tears even slipping from his shut eyes, mixing with the mud laying under him. “Let’s sit him up first, but someone has to take him to the hospital to get it set.”

“You’re not gonna go to the hospital?” Y/N asked him, eyes nearly popping out. While all of them were now adults, Nathan was in his early thirties making him more of an adult than the 19-year-olds who currently surrounded him.

A whimper from JJ made her look down at him, seeing him trying to move. Gently, she placed her hand on his chest, rubbing it to calm him down. “I’ll be right behind you guys, I just don’t have the room to drive him to the hospital comfortably in my two-seater.” He pointed over to the car park where his black Mazda MX-5 sat, backed into the spot next to the Twinkie - a hilarious sight.

“We’ll help him to the van, Y/N/N,” John B crouched down, placing his hand on Y/N’s shoulder. Startled, she looked over at him. He could see the tears building in her eyes as she blinked at him, nodding. “He’ll be okay, it’s just a popped shoulder. Remember when he broke his collarbone in freshman year? This is like that but less severe.”

He knew she already knew that, but when you see the one you love in unbearable pain, common sense tends to take a backseat. “Okay,” She muttered, looking around - needing something to take her mind off her boyfriend laying there, not being able to open his eyes from the amount of pain he was in. “I'll open the passenger seat and get it set for him-” As she spoke, she slowly took her hands from JJ, moving to stand up but her words were cut off as a hand reached out to grab her wrist.

“No, stay,” JJ spoke through clenched teeth, his eyes fluttering open to look at her. His crystal clear blue eyes were clouded by tears and laced with pain as she looked back down at him, kneeling beside him. “I need you.” He whimpered, eyes snapping closed again.

“I won’t leave you, J.” She reassured him, pressing a kiss to his cheek softly, hoping it brought him some comfort at least.

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After a very uncomfortable drive with John B going way over every single speed limit, Y/N and JJ sat in an ER bay, the curtain shielding them from the rest of the ER. “Do you think I just dislocated it?” JJ asked, his voice hoarse. He shifted his head on the pillow, looking at Y/N. He was laying more comfortably after the doctors prescribed some pain meds, but Y/N was still treating him like a porcelain doll.

“The tests are just to make sure they aren’t missing anything, J,” She reassured him, rubbing soothing circles on his good arm. “Whatever it is, I will take good care of you.” She smiled, throwing a wink at him knowing flirty innuendos were his favourite thing ever - especially when they came from his insanely hot girlfriend.

Just as JJ opened his mouth to retort, the curtain opened with a flourish. In came the doctor, followed by two interns all sporting crisp white coats. “Okay, Mr. Maybank,” The older looking doctor spoke up, eyes on the tablet he held, clicking away on it. “We got your scans back, and it looks like you have a very minor glenoid fracture on top of your treated dislocation. Now that your dislocation has been reduced, you should feel a little more comfortable, but that fracture is gonna give you some issues,” He explained, setting the tablet down and pulling a prescription pad from his coat pocket. “I am going to prescribe you some pain medication, Hydrocodone,” He spoke as he scribbled quickly. “Also known as Vicodin. I am not going to prescribe much as it's highly addictive, I recommend only using what you need along with icing frequently and resting it for a full two weeks,” He explained, handing JJ the prescription before pulling a pamphlet from his chest pocket. “That’s a pamphlet on opioids explaining how they work, major side-effects to watch out for, and tips to avoid getting addicted to them. I like to hand them out to help patients manage their pain safely.”

“How long does the recovery take?” Y/N asked, her hand gripping JJ’s in relief.

“Typically, recovery takes a total of 12 to 16 months. Like I said, after two weeks you can return to normal activity aside from heavy-lifting, sports, or strenuous activity. Then, after a span of 6 weeks or 3 months, you can resume normal activity if your shoulder permits. I would recommend a physical therapist to help with recovery, but for now, lots of rest and my interns will put your arm in a sling.” He gave them a tight smile, nodding as he turned and left the makeshift room.

“Hear that, J. Lots of rest and you’re gonna be fine.” Y/N smiled, letting go of JJ’s hand, standing to move out of the way of the interns as they moved around, getting his arm in a sling. She busied herself with collecting his shoes as the nurses helped her dress him earlier (so she didn’t jostle his shoulder getting his clothes on. John B had been so kind as to run to their place to get him clean clothes.

“You’re all set, Mr. Maybank, we will see you in 6 weeks to check on your recovery.” With that, they also left the makeshift room, leaving the curtain open. Y/N knew they were busy people and it was just an ER, but the speed of everything made her head spin slightly.

“I think I could get used to my hot girlfriend taking care of me for two whole weeks,” JJ commented as she kneeled down in front of him from where the interns helped him sit up, his legs over the edge of the bed. She looked up at him, shooting him a scornful look. “I think restraining myself will be a little strenuous though-”

“JJ Maybank, no funny business until you are better, until you are cleared to resume all activity, any funny business is off the table,” She informed him sternly. He narrowed his eyes at her, pouting his lip. “I mean it JJ. Maybe then you will take recovery seriously.”

“If recovery means we can’t take part in my favourite pastime, then I am going to take it as serious as hell,” He remarked. “This is going to be the fastest and best recovery the doctors have ever seen. Then, you are going to have the time of your life once I am cleared.” He smirked, watching as she stood up, shaking her head.

Her smile she had been trying to fight broke free as she sat beside him, making sure to sit to his left (his uninjured side). “I am sure you will.” She whispered, pressing a kiss to his lips. The sound of multiple approaching footsteps made them pull away to see their friends slipping into the open curtain.

“Nathan is talking to your doctor, he said he would cover the medical bill,” Pope explained, pointing over his shoulder. “Good thing it was only a minor fracture, now we just have to make sure JJ actually listens during recovery.” He remarked, shooting a playful glare at the blonde. Everyone knew JJ would be a pain in the ass during recovery, always doing things he shouldn’t be doing.

“Not gonna be an issue,” Y/N spoke confidently. “We already talked about it and JJ is gonna take it very seriously,” She looked towards him, almost daring him not to keep his word when her face suddenly changed, looking like she had a question. “Why did you take that turn too fast anyway? Nathan was telling you to slow down and the course looked extra muddy today thanks to that rainstorm we just had.”

Suddenly, JJ’s cheeks tinged red in a blush and he dropped his eyes to his lap. “I wanted to impress you.” He muttered bashfully, ashamed because she endlessly told him that he impresses her every single day.

“You’re an idiot, JJ! You severely injured yourself to impress the girl who has seen you throw up on yourself.” She rolled her eyes, slightly shaking his hair, the only thing she thought she could do to not cause him more pain.

Quickly, the bashfulness was wiped from JJ’s face as a smug smile took over his face. “Well, at least I am your idiot, right?” JJ asked, making her roll her eyes at him, a large smile fighting a way onto her face as she leaned in.

“That’s why you’re an idiot for trying to impress me, you’re mine forever - regardless of idiocy.” She pressed another kiss to his lips, smiling into the kiss like a fool in love.

Pope and John B groaned at the display of affection, but Sarah and Kie cooed, hugging each other. Pope and John B started to gag as the kiss lingered, the pair of them staring into each other’s eyes intently. “Oh, shut up guys-” Kie rolled her eyes at Pope and John B.

“Y’all know you’re the reason I believe in love, ya know?” Sarah cooed, ignoring the other three, watching JJ and Y/N as if they were her favourite ship in a show. John B shot her a look, gesturing to himself before giving up. JJ and Y/N were the reason they all believed in love.

“Well, she’s the reason I believe in love.” JJ remarked, pressing another kiss to Y/N’s lips.

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wlw-imagines · 2 years

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Bringing a Gun to a Sword Fight - JJ/Reader (Criminal Minds)

@sapphic-september‘s 2022 Challenge:

1/9/22 - Blade

a/n: not checked, like, at all lmao. also was drunk when writing so enjoy. pls be patient as my foggy non writer brain gets back into the flow of things !!!

Your mouth swung open in shock as you climbed out of the car and looked up to at the house. You gently shut the car door behind you, turning to Derek in shock, “This is his house?”

“Yeah, why?” He asked, raising an eyebrow as he tightened his bullet proof vest and made sure his earpiece was in a comfortable position.

“It’s just... bigger than I thought it would be.” You mumbled, tearing your gaze from the house and copying his actions - checking your own gear and making sure you had done all your last minute checks.

Emily stepped around the car to join you and nodded, “I mean, Jesus, it’s a mansion.”

You turned to her and nudged her shoulder in agreement, turning to Derek to see him watching you with a small smile, “Right? Like, how the hell did he afford this place?”

“Thinking of a change in careers, Y/L/N?” The corners of Derek’s eyes creased slightly in amusement as they always do whenever he's messing with you.

“Yeah, FBI agent turned hired killer. I’ll really rake in that cash.” You scoffed.

Prentiss checked her watch and sighed, drumming her fingers on her thigh. She looked around one last time, checked her phone and shook her head, “Ready?”

“Should we wait for the others? It’ll be an increased area to cover for just us.” You asked, doubtful you should go in alone. The three of you had raced ahead upon unveiling the latest clue and had called the other members of the team from the car. Your team, along with two cars of state troopers, had become stuck after a major road accident cut them off. “We should wait for them, right?” You asked, always feeling more comfortable with the whole team (and especially JJ) there with you.

“No, it’s just like any other search, we know the routine.” Prentiss shrugged off any remaining uneasiness and shot you a challenging smile. Upon seeing your doubt, she changed tactics, “Look, we don’t have time to wait much longer and we don’t know how long they’ll be. The unsub could be in there. I’m not going to just stand here and do nothing.”

Derek smiled, “Yeah, just don’t be stupid and you’ll be fine.” He patted your shoulder, shooting a wink at you.

“Gee, thanks for the advice, Morgan.” You rolled your eyes.

He nodded his head towards the front of the house, “Come on, you’re with me.” And he started off.

“Lucky me.” You muttered, nodding to Emily as she shot you a quick smile before walking round to the garden and disappearing from your sight.

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Your muscles ached with the tension, your gun held up unwavering ahead of you and your eyes on full alert. You could hear Derek’s soft footfall follow behind you and it comforted you to know he was there, it always did.

The house, from the front door to the decor, looked medieval. The staircase was huge and sweeping, taking up most of the space in the entrance way. There were old-looking shields decorating the walls, with family crests hanging beside them. In the corner, you spotted a full suit of armour - holding a sword.

Letting out a small, quiet scoff at the extravagance, you methodically surveyed the room with a once over before motioning to Derek that it was all clear.

He nodded towards a door to the side and you nodded, waiting for him to get in position in order to branch through the rest of the house. As soon as the two of you were ready, you darted forward and opened the next door, stepping back to let him move through.

The two of you kept walking, one foot carefully placed in front of the other.

Before you could continue further, you swore you could hear a noise coming from the entrance way and you swerved around with your gun held steady. Quickly glancing for Derek, you glimpsed him turning the corner at the end of the corridor. You chewed your lip, before making a quick decision and reaching for your radio. You didn’t want to shout to get his attention, since it would bring unnecessary attention to your own location, but you also needed to keep him in the loop.

You went to radio him but as you clicked the microphone on, you heard the noise again, a shuffling noise of some kind, causing your ears to prick up and distracting you from your task. You released your hold on the comms.

Your hand fell back to support your grip on the gun and Derek was long forgotten.

Carefully turning the corner again, you frowned and looked around. Something was different... It felt like the room had changed slightly but you couldn’t place it.

You stepped forward, now on an even higher alert than previously, if that was even possible. Your ears were almost buzzing under the strain it took to try and listen for any further noises.

You swept your eyes around the room again. Then it dawned on you. The suit of armour had lost its sword.

You took another step closer, frowning and trying to push your brain back to a few moments before. You were sure there had been a sword. Or was your imagination creating false memories?

Faintly, in the shining reflection of the armour, you could see some kind of movement behind you.

You tried to turn around as quickly as you could but before you managed to get halfway around, never mind managing to get a clean look at whoever it was, a hard object came crashing down at the base of your skull.

The hit was enough to bring you to the floor as you crumpled to your knees, your gun slipping from your grasp and skittering along the floor. You didn’t manage to see where it ended up exactly as it disappeared beyond a dark corner of the room.

Cursing, you raised your hand to the where you had been hit and blinked away the stars from your hazy vision, letting out a small grunt of pain.

The sound of shoes near your head reminded you of the danger you were currently in and you turned yourself around, still lying on the floor - vulnerable to attack. The first thing you saw was the light metal of the sword moving up into the air.

The sword’s blade came swinging down into your side and you flinched, raising your arms to cover your head and, simultaneously, trying to roll yourself over again - sideways and away from the attack.

Your vest rightened around your chest, before loosening, and a searing pain spread through your side. You yelped out, screwing your eyes shut to block out the pain.

As you pulled yourself up using the bannister of the stairs, teeth gritting together in pain, Derek’s voice rang through your ears, “Y/N? Was that you?”

You grunted again, pushing the pain aside, and trying to catch sight of your attacker. Where the hell was this dude?

You tried to reach your comms in order to answer Derek, but before you could the sword came swinging again. You managed to dodge underneath, just in time and backed away from your assailant as he followed you, sword poised.

After a quick glance around for your gun, and with no luck, you looked for anything else you could use in this situation. You weren’t exactly trained for this exact situation but surely you could figure something out. Anyone else on the team could.

“Y/N, status update. I need an answer, where are you?” Derek’s voice called over the comms, his voice dripping with urgency. “I’m coming, okay? Just hold on.”

As you walked backwards you cursed again as you eventually collided with the wall. You were tired and just wanted to rest, but you closed your eyes and gathered your remaining energy, opening your eyes just in time to dodge another attack.

You jerked to the side and the momentum brought you crashing back to the floor. In a moment of desperation, you used your hands to grab onto anything you could around you - anything that you could lift - and threw it at him.

It didn’t do much, but it did enough. And it gave you time to get your hand up to your comms.

“In the main entrance way! He's armed. Just... hurry!” You yelled.

As you dropped your hand from your radio, you saw the unsub swing at you again and the sword came crashing towards you. The best you could do was move back as far, and as fast, as you could. And yet the sword’s tip still sliced through your upper arm, near your shoulder.

You yelped in pain and your upper body crashed backwards as your arm gave way under the weight of your own body.

The unsub came to a stop, standing over you. He just stood and stared, the sword dangling at his side, and you couldn’t help but notice the little puddle of blood on the floor dripping from the end of the blade.

You tried to push yourself backwards but couldn’t move fast enough, and every centimetre you gained, he slowly followed.

You stared up at him, refusing to give him any satisfaction in pleading or crying. He stared right back. Eventually, and slowly, he raised the sword above his head, and three shots rang out.

“Y/N?” Derek’s voice had a weird tone to it, or maybe it was just the ringing in your ears.

Your heard a second pair of footsteps come to an abrupt stop in the doorway and heard Prentiss’ voice, “Oh my god.” She let out the breath she had seemingly held since running from the back of the house to join you.

You opened your eyes, looking up and avoiding the slumped body of the UnSub you’d been looking for. Derek’s voice softened, “Are you okay?” He asked, resting his palm gently on your cheek. You blinked, slowly, and nodded.

“Why didn’t he kill me?” You asked, finally glancing at the body. Emily was standing over him and for the first time you noticed the room was bright with blue flickering lights.

The front doors were hanging open and members of the local Sheriff’s office were already starting to move in and out.

Derek hummed, dragging his attention from their conversations back to you, “What?”

“He just... stood there.”

“Where’s your gun?” Prentiss asked, looking around the room. The thoughts of all the paperwork this was going to bring onto the three of you already running through her head.

You struggled to sit up, cradling your injured arm in your lap and using the other to push yourself up as far as possible - until Derek helped prop you up on the wall nearest to you. “I don’t- somewhere over there? I couldn’t get to it. It fell...” You hissed as his hand brushed over the cut on your arm.

"You’re bleeding.” A wave of shock stopped him for a moment before his brain kicked into gear and he immediately reached for his comms, “We need a medic!”

“It’s my arm, he caught it with- fuck, I just got attacked by a mad man with a sword.” You let out a small laugh/huff of disbelief and a wave of nausea ran through you. You took a deep breath and cleared your throat, pushing the feeling down.

A medic stopped next to you, hardly looking at you before rummaging in her bag for supplies, “Here, apply pressure, okay?” She directed Derek to the wound on your arm, “Any other injuries?” She asked, giving you a quick visual search for anything else.

You shrugged, reaching up to the back of your head, wincing when your fingers pressed too hard, “Just my head, I think? He hit me pretty hard.”

She took your hand away and lightly pressed her own gloved hands to the area, “I’ve known a lot of agents in my time, but never one who has been attacked with a sword.” She shot you a brief smile and you snorted.

“There’s a first for everything, huh?” You raised an eyebrow.

Before the conversation could continue, JJ’s voice broke through the comms, “Derek? What the hell is going on?”

“I guess the others have arrived.” You hummed, smiling at Derek.

“JJ, we’re just on our way out. Unsub is down, Y/N’s being seen to by a medic. I’m with her now.” He gave a brief overview of the important parts.

JJ’s voice carried through your ear pierce immediately. Her voice sounded taut and panicked, “She... what happened? Is she... is she okay?” There was only a brief pause but she clearly didn’t like the silence so called through again, “Derek?” He looked over you to the medic, questioningly.

The medic nodded to Derek, “She’s okay to move, we’ll get her to the hospital for stitches, okay?”

“We’re coming out now, JJ.” He confirmed.

After not getting any other response, you let your eyes drift over to the dead man. You jutted your chin over to him, “Is he...?”

“No pulse.” Another medic confirmed, before passing a stretcher on wheels over to you.

You immediately shook your head, “No, I can walk.”

“Y/N-”

“I’m not being dragged out on that thing.” You frowned, bracing yourself to push up off the wall.

Derek stopped you, grabbing under your shoulders to support you, “Here.”

“Thanks,” You murmured as you got to your feet, ignoring another wave of nausea - as well as a sharp in crease of pain in your side, “He could have killed me.” You mumbled, turning your back on the UnSub and hobbling outside, into the bright lights of emergency vehicles.

“Come on, Y/N, easy.” Derek soothed you, easily noticing your discomfort but not wanting to upset you, or make things harder than they needed to be. At least you were walking in the vague direction of the ambulance, for now.

Hotch immediately stopped in front of the three of you, concern etched into his face, “What were you thinking?” He demanded, refraining from raining his voice too loud.

Emily looked at you and you could see the guilt in her eyes. She licked her lips and turned to Hotch, “In our defence-”

“Y/N!” JJ interrupted, running past Emily and Hotch and straight to your side.

“It was my idea, Hotch.” Emily admitted and he took a sharp intake of breath.

He motioned for her to follow him, “Walk with me.”

JJ ignored them both, her eyes fixed on you. You watched as she searched your body for all injuries and she shook her head, “What happened?”

“I think I need more practice in sword fighting is what happened.” You forced a grin, as cheeky as you could make it, and hoped she didn’t catch you wincing in pain.

Which she definitely did. “Sword- what?”

You shifted and shrugged, “I’m fine, it’s- he surprised me. That’s all.”

“That’s all?” She echoed. “He attacked you with a sword.” Her face hardened.

“I know, right? I mean, I expect guns in our line of work... but swords?” You laughed lightly but it just made you cough, pain catching you again.

Her hand hovered delicately over the cloth stemming the flow of blood out of your shoulder, “Your arm...” She mumbled. Your fingers twitched to reach out to her and calm her, but you refrained.

“It’s fine.”

She frowned, her voice soft but determined, “It’s not fine.”

“it’s hardly bleeding.” You shrugged, hardly able to keep the pain out of your voice now.

“Are you kidding?” Her mouth moved up and down with no sound, just for a few moments, “You’ll need stitches.”

You winced, “Okay, but it’s fine. It’s not like he managed to chop my arm off or anything.”

“How are you being so calm about all of this?” She shook her head in slight disbelief.

“JJ, it’s-”

“It’s not funny.”

You stopped yourself, finally noticing the complete shock and fear in JJ, “No, okay, look... I’m sorry, I-”

She sniffed and turned away from you, hiding her face, “I need to check in with Hotch.” JJ’s voice was shaky and you stepped towards her, but she was already on her way, speaking over her shoulder, “We’ll follow in the car.”

You tried to take another step, this time away from Derek’s stability completely, “JJ, wait-”

The lack of support made you stumble, but he was immediately back at your side to catch you. The paramedic came to your other side, guiding you to the back of the ambulance. “Ah, not so fast. You clearly think your invincible but we do need to get to the hospital.” The paramedic smiled before it faltered and he detached himself from your side, “Your vest is ripped...” He frowned, “No one mentioned any other injuries.”

“It’s fine.”

“Okay, come on, we need to get going.”

“And pronto.” Derek added as your knees slightly gave way out from beneath you. He lifted you up and placed you on the stretcher.

You cleared your throat, suppressing a noise of pain, and shook your head, “It doesn’t hurt, it’s okay.”

“I’ve got you.” He patted your hand, sitting down in the accompanying seat as one of the paramedics shut the back doors, banging on them twice from the outside.

“I’m fine, I was just a little dizzy.” You mumbled, shifting in your makeshift bed to give the other paramedic full access to sort out wires.

“Okay, sure.”

“Thanks, Der.” You smiled, before an oxygen mask was pulled down over your mouth.

Derek sat with you in silence for a while, watching the paramedic work. Finally he squeezed your hand, “You’re allowed to be vulnerable in front of her. You know that, right?”

“What?” You asked, groggily, raising your eyebrows and looking over to him.

“JJ.” He said, as if it was obvious. Which, to be fair, it was. “She worries about you... more than she does for any of us.”

You gently pulled the oxygen mask down, “But I didn’t want her to worry. I don’t want to stress her out.”

“Have you seen yourself?” He laughed and you smiled, giving him that one, “You’re injured, covered in blood, and she cares about you. It’s natural.”

“Hmm. I don’t know.” You let out a non-committal sigh, letting the mask drop back over your nose and mouth.

“What? You don’t know that you’re injured? Or that she cares about you? Because, I can tell you right now that you are definitely injured.” He shrugged, “And that she definitely cares about you.”

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You rolled your head back, stretching your neck out, before bending down to the same level as the sink and splashing your face with cold water.

It had been a long 24 hours, to say the least.

You sighed, looking at your reflection in the hospital bathroom mirror, rubbing at your eyes. It was time to face the music. In all honestly, you just wanted to skip this whole bit. You didn’t want to do the talking bit, you just wanted to be back at home and in bed.

You eventually turned around, unlocking the bathroom door and heading back to your cubicle, where you’d left your jacket. You were now free to leave.

Opening the curtain to your cubicle, you were surprised to see a certain blonde.

JJ looked up at the noise and you smiled, tentatively, shooting her a brief wave, “Hey.” You managed to mumble out and she smiled.

“Sorry, I was just...” She seemed to fumble for something to say but managed to lose her line of thought, instead opting to shrug and clear her throat instead. Her gaze settled on your bullet proof vest that was hanging on the end of the bed.

You nervously licked your lips, “Uh, are you… okay?”

“Your vest.” She took in a deep breath.

“Huh?”

JJ sniffled and turned to you with bright, teary eyes, “I was just looking at your, uh, your vest.”

“Yeah, I guess I’ll need a new one.” You forced a soft chuckle. JJ immediately turned her back to you, letting out a long sigh and shaking her head.

“Y/N.” Her voice was tight and you immediately regretted trying to turn things into a joke again.

You moved towards her, turning her around to face you, “I’m sorry, no more bad attempts at jokes.”

“I just... I didn’t know.” She frowned, not being able to properly grasp any of the many thoughts running full speed through her head. JJ closed her eyes, letting them rest for a moment.

You cocked your head to the side, “You didn’t know?”

“If you were even alive.” Her voice wobbled slightly.

You gently placed your hand around her bicep, squeezing lightly, “JJ, I’m here. I’m alive.” Your hand fell to hers as you interlocked your fingers.

“But for a moment, you weren’t. I was stuck standing outside and there was a possibility that you weren’t going to be here any more and I couldn’t-” You pulled her into you, wrapping your arms around her, ignoring the tug in the stitches in your arm. Her shoulders shook and you hugged her closer, “I couldn’t do anything.”

“Okay, I understand what you’re saying. I’m sorry.” You mumbled into her hair, pressing a soft kiss to the side of her head.

She pulled out of the hug, locking her wet, teary eyes with yours, “There were gunshots, Y/N. And Derek was dragging you out, and then the blood, I-”

“I’m sorry.” You repeated, quietly. It was the only thing that you could say. But she continued on with her ramble.

“Something about a sword?” She pushed her hair out of her face and behind her ears, rubbing her tears away, “I just, I couldn’t even move.” Her eyes connected back with yours, “And you weren’t fine. You're not fine. You can’t keep saying that, just please be honest with me.” She begged and you nodded.

You shrugged, lip trembling, “I think... I wanted you to think I was brave.”

“What?” She frowned, shaking her head.

“I didn’t want you to worry about me.”

She shuffled closer to you, “Of course I’m worried about you. Clearly, I- care about you.” A look of panic seemed to fill her eyes but she quickly pushed it away, as well as taking a step back from you and once again turning her back, her gaze returning to the bullet proof vest, “And I know you’re brave.” She added softly.

“I think about how... I want you to like me?” You forced out. Here goes, you thought, hopefully Derek’s advice wasn’t as bad as it usually was.

“I- of course I like you.”

You shook your head, not sure how to navigate this conversation now, “No, I mean... no, it’s nothing.”

“What?” She pressed, turning back to face you.

“I didn’t want to look weak, or like I was bad at my job. But it hurt, and I was scared. And I wanted you with me.” You hand shook and she grasped it in her own, squeezing gently, “Out of everyone, I wanted you. I want you. With me, when I’m scared or when I’m happy or whenever, I just want you always.” You whispered.

Her eyes glistened, but this time were matched with a small smile, “You do?”

“And instead, I just pushed you away.” You frowned, “I don’t know how to say that I...”

“I think you just said everything you need to.” JJ’s smile grew and she let out a light laugh, pulling you into her with her hands cradling your cheeks, and she kissed you - gentle and soft and loving.

You whimpered slightly into the kiss and practically kicked yourself when she immediately pulled away, her eyes full with worry - and love.

“Are you okay?” She looked down to your arm and you hummed.

“Yeah, I- the stitches hurt a little, I’m fine though.” You shrugged, shaking it off, before catching the look she gave you. You hesitated before smiling and correcting yourself, “Which translates to, it hurt but I want to keep kissing you.” You admitted, realising you would have to learn over time how to be more honest - and not cover everything up with am ‘I’m fine’ band aid.

She nodded, chewing her bottom lip, but smiling, “That’s better.”

“I’m a fast learner.” You shrugged, leaning in for another kiss.

She smiled and raised an eyebrow, shaking her head. And despite your pout, she somehow resisted. Instead, she pulled your sleeve up, “Was it just your arm?”

You shook your head, lifting your shirt enough to reveal the line of stitches at your side, “I have some stitches here too, where my vest split. I didn’t properly realise at the time.”

“The blood on the vest.” She hummed, looking back at the vest again. You sighed and put your hand in her chin, returning her gaze to you, and grinned. You nodded down to your side and raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah... but the doctor’s did a good job, right?” You asked, shooting her a quick wink. JJ laughed and leaning into you, nodding.

“It looks good to me.”

You smiled, before putting out your hand, “Come on, I could do with a good night sleep.” She nodded, joining your hand with hers as the two of you walked out to the waiting area where the rest of your team were waiting.

“I can drive you home when we land?” She offered, squeezing your hand.

Just before you turned the corner to join your team, you brought her hand up to your lips and pressed a quick kiss to the back, before nodding, “Sounds perfect.”

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"I have to go," JJ states, standing from his position next to me on the bed he adopted as his own at the chateau. my smile immediately drops knowing that his words are code for, Kie is somewhere outside and I don't want to leave her alone with other guys for too long.

"Yeah," I huff, mustering a hurt smile. "You go. I'll just be waiting for you like always." The words slip from my mouth before I can catch them, but I can't force myself to care as I stare at my best friend with a look that can only be defined as betrayal.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean," he asks, pivoting on his feet in the blink of any eye to meet my gaze with a confused yet defensive expression.

"How is it that everyone in a one hundred mile radius can see how I feel about you. How pathetically in love with you I am. But you can't see it when it's staring you right in the face? God JJ, for someone who's so annoyingly observant, you've been so oblivious when it comes to this," I explain, expressing my love for him maliciously while he blinks at me like an idiot.

"Wait, what," the dumb look on his face only grows more pronounced as he freezes in place, eyes wide and wild as if he's a child who just witnessed Santa come down the chimney.

"I'm in love with you, you idiot. And nothing I do seems to be enough to make you see it. So go, find Kie. Honestly, I'm done making an ass of myself in hopes that one day you'll reciprocate the feelings," I growl, my hands flailing as I pour my heart out to him.

"You're in love with me?" the sparkle in his eyes glints with an unreadable shimmer while my jaw drops at his inability to accept the truth.

"Yes, you idiot, I'm in love with you, and I'm completely humiliated that it took me telling you to get it through your thick skull, so can you please leave? I'd rather not say more than what's already been said."

"I'm not leaving," he states, taking a step closer to me, the embarrassment in my chest spreading thorughout my entire body.

"Oh good," I sigh, ripping my hand through my hair in humiliation. "I'm so glad that you feel obligated to sta-"

"I'm in love with you too, you idiot," he blurts, eyes widening in shock at his own confession. His cheeks flush a bright shade of red as he stands there, unmoving.

"You're what?"

"In love with you," he repeats, slower this time.

"I don't believe you," my tone is accusatory and icy as my eyes squint at him.

"Well then, I guess I'll just have to prove it," he breathes, breaking the space between one and capturing my lips in his.

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Marry Me | JJ. Maybank pt. 2

Part 1.

JJ Maybank x Fem! Kook! Reader (slight AU)

Summary: JJ had been in love you (his best friend) for a long time. His heart was shattered when you started dating topper and years later got engaged. During your rehearsal dinner, you overheard a conversation between JJ and your father. Your feelings took over and you left topper at the wedding and found your dream guy. Now you have embarked on your relationship with your best friend.

Basically a song imagine again. Beautiful Crazy - Luke Combs (way over used I know)

Warning(s): Rumors and slight bullying?, mentions of drugs (weed) and mentions of JJ dad.

Request: Yes and No? 😅😂

A/N: so the summary sucks again and I’m sorry I’m using another song for pt. 2. It just shows how I feel like the relationship needs to be represented. *GIF NOT MINE ALL CREDITS TO OWNER*

Her day starts with a coffee

and ends with wine

takes forever to get ready

So she’s never on time for anything.

Y/N was the happiest she had ever been, her life finally felt complete and she felt as if she was living the life she was meant too. After she ran out of the wedding and left Topper at the alter, everyone went crazy. Topper’s family were constantly picking fights with Y/N’s and the kooks couldn’t keep their mouths shut. Yet, none of that bothered her. She knew that they were going to talk as long as they wanted and that it shouldn’t affect her. She had grown in life.

After the failed attempt wedding, Y/N and JJ started testing the waters with their relationship. They stayed best friends while Y/N found her a place to buy. Once Y/N had bought a house (with her saved up money of course), JJ officially asked her to be his girlfriend and she agreed. Which leads to where they currently are in their relationship.

The two best friends had been dating for over a year now and Y/N had moved JJ in with her after 6 months of dating. The two were growing together and they were both happy where they were. They seem to casually fall into routine with each other.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” Y/N teased as she took a drink out of her coffee mug. The beverage had steam rolling off the top but JJ knew that his girl could care less on how hot it was.

“Why didn’t you wake me up when you got up?” JJ asked her as she shrugged. She knew that JJ deserved sleep and this was his first day off of work in two weeks. The girl was excited to have her boyfriend home but she knew he needed to rest well before conquering the day.

“You need to rest a lot, J.” She sighed. “Your job is overworking you.” She added as she fixed him a special breakfast. It wasn’t something she done all the time, the two usually split everything half and half. However, she knew he deserved a home cooked breakfast after how hard he’s been working.

“You didn’t have to fix me breakfast, it was my turn to cook.” The blonde haired boy looked to his Y/H/C girl. The girl gave him a knowing look which made him roll his eyes. He knew her well enough to know not to argue with her. “I knew you were gonna do this,” The boy spoke up again as the girl say her coffee cup down after taking another drink. “Your routine is always the same, baby.” Y/N furrowed her eyebrows at her boyfriend. She knew she could be consistent with how she handled situations but she never knew how predictable she was. “You always get up in the morning and make coffee, you try to make breakfast on the days I’m suppose to do that, no matter what you do, you always come home wanting a glass of wine.”

“Am I really that predictable?” Y/N chuckled slightly. She was nervous, this was the first time JJ had pointed out how she acts. She didn’t know if he was doing it to complain or just show how much he pays attention to her.

“Y/N/N, I wasn’t saying that to be rude.” JJ started as he noticed your expression. “I think it’s cute and it’s one of the reasons why I love you.” He added. A blush fanned the girls cheeks as the compliment registered in her head. “I do wish you could see how beautiful you truly are without having to put your makeup on everyday.”

“That’s your opinion.” Y/N reminded JJ about his makeup remark. “But I love you.” She whispered before he could bring it up again. The girl knew that she took a long time to get ready and that JJ noticed how she had to “perfect” herself before she leaves their house. The two were usually always late to events and she was the reason why. Yet. JJ never rushed her and only complimented her about it.

When she gets that come get me look in her eyes

Well, it kinda scares me

The way that she drives me wild

She drives me wild.

“Can i be honest?” Pope spoke up as everyone had decided to hang out at John B’s house. The girls were doing their own thing and the boys were inside drinking beer. “I never thought you would slow down on smoking your blunts.”

“No one knew Y/N could change you.” John B elaborated.

JJ rolled his eyes slightly before giving the boys a look. “She didn’t change me, she didn’t even ask me to change.” The blonde admitted. “I just wanted to be the best version of myself for her. I don’t want to remind her of my dad, its not who I am.”

JJ’s eyes scanned over the yard where the girls were over there talking and laughing away. He was glad they all still got along and that everything fell into place. “She drives me absolutely crazy… in a good way.” He added before him and Y/N locked eyes. The Y/C/H haired girl sent her boyfriend a huge smile and he sent her a smirk back.

“So…” Kie piped up after noticing the encounter of JJ and Y/N. “How’s that going?” She asked.

Y/N knew what she was asking. Kie and Sarah had been rooting for you and JJ for awhile now. Sarah looked at you expecting an answer as well, “it’s going great.” Y/N shrugged. “I mean, we talked about us before we even started dating and got our boundaries straightened out.”

“What’d you bribe him with to make him stop smoking blunt’s?” Sarah asked before wiggling her eyebrows. She knew that JJ would be easy to bride with the girl. After all, he had loved her for over 4 years now.

Y/N eyebrows furrowed as she thought, she never told JJ to quit smoking. Now that the girls mentioned it though, she noticed that he didn’t do it as much. “Honestly, I didn’t even mention it.” The girl admitted making the other two girls stay quiet. “I promise I didn’t mention it. I would never try to change him.”

The rest of the time the girls just talked about everything that they wanted to get off their chests or anything that they may have needed help with. After awhile the girls joined the boys and hung out like old times. Y/N was on JJ lap the way she always used to be before they were together.

“You ready to go home?” JJ whispered in Y/N’s ear after a few hours. Y/N nodded before standing up off of JJ’s lap and then saying goodbye to everyone. The ride to their house was silent, but it was comfortable. Y/N was more tired than she liked to admit.

“Can I ask you something?” The girl spoke up as JJ nodded as he glanced at her before putting his eyes back on the road. “You know that I love you for you, right? I would never try to change you or your habits.”

JJ knew what this was about, but he didn’t know if the girls had overheard them talking or if they talked about it today. He knew that he didn’t miss it as much as he thought he would, but it also isn’t like he completely quit either. He just done it when he was stressed, compared to every 5 minutes.

“Y/N, I know.” JJ nodded. Letting his girlfriend know that he knew that she loved him for his old self as well as now. “I’ve wanted you for a long time, and now that I got you… I just want to be a bit more mature for you.” Y/N didn’t say anything as she let what he had said sink in.

What she didn’t know was the fact that JJ wouldn’t tell her that he was afraid he’d screw up. He wanted to treat her the way she deserves and he was afraid he’d screw something up.

Beautiful crazy

She can’t help but amaze me

The way that she dances

Ain’t afraid to take chances

And wears her heart on her sleeve

Yeah, she’s crazy

But her crazy’s beautiful to me.

The boneyard was a place that the group hadn’t been in a minute. No one forgot about the place where the parties used to happen. Where Topper almost drowned John B, Where the kooks were known for starting trouble with the pogues. Everyone had just grown up and had bigger problems. Until tonight, it was the first time in a while that the pogues decided to throw a party the way they used too. Tourons would sure be there and kooks would show up once they heard the news.

JJ, John B, and Pope were the ones getting the kegs ready, while the girls were gathering a few sticks and logs for the bonfire. Around 10pm the party was in full swing. Kooks, tourons, and the pogues were all there. Many red solos cups laying around or being held. The music was blaring from a speaker which had Sarah and Y/N dancing together. It was clear that the two girls had their fair share of drinks, seeing as how laid back both of them were.

JJ couldn’t help but watch with adoration in his eyes, at his girlfriend. He knew that she had a more care free spirit since she got with him. Almost like she didn’t have to act like the perfect person anymore. “JJ!” Y/N hollered as she noticed her boyfriend staring at her. Her yelled knocked him out of his thoughts as he looked at her, waiting for her to finish. “Come dance with me!” She gestured over. JJ hesitated before walking over and grabbing her waist as the girl danced around crazily.

“You’re crazy.” JJ whispered in her ear before leaving a kiss under her earlobe. “I love you.” He added before he pulled away and noticed the look on the girls face. She was wearing a big grin, before she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to meet her lips.

Y/N could feel some of the kooks eyeing the couple, no doubt talking about how she left Topper. She didn’t care, she knew that they would talk no matter what. So, she vowed to herself to never care about what Topper and his loyalty says. “You want to get out of here?” Y/N asked with lust and love filled eyes. JJ gave the girl a smirk before squeezing her hand and the couple ran off the beach.

She makes plans for the weekend

Can’t wait to go out

Until she changes her mind

Says, “let’s stay on the couch and watch tv.”

and she falls asleep.

It was currently Friday night, JJ had taken off work to celebrate their one year anniversary. It came so fast that it felt as if they’ve been together forever. JJ had saved enough money, without you knowing to take you to a nice restaurant on the rich side of town. He made sure he saved enough for the best wine and the most expensive meal on the menu.

“Hey, babe,” JJ called as he was looking for his woman to make sure that she was getting ready. This particular place didn’t take reservations and it was all first come-first serve. “Are we still going out?” He asked once he noticed Y/N in their shared bed.

Y/N was wearing her matching Pajama set and gave JJ a sheepish smile before sitting up. “I was really looking for it.” She started as she noticed the look JJ was already giving her. “Can we just stay in and watch tv? A movie or something.”

JJ thought for a moment, he knew that he could save the money he already has saved up for the piece of jewelry he wanted to get her soon. So he gave in and climbed in bed with his girlfriend.

The two put on a movie that they both enjoyed. Knowing that Y/N would be getting sleepy in not too long. It always happened that she fell asleep during movies, regardless of if she liked them or not. “Happy anniversary.” Y/N mumbled as she laid her head on JJ’s chest.

“Happy Anniversary, Baby.” JJ whispered as he watched her close her eyes. He planted a kiss on her forehead before turning his eyes back to the movie playing on the tv in their bedroom.

Beautiful crazy

She can’t help but amaze me

The way that she dances, ain’t afraid to take chances

And wears her heart on her sleeve

Yeah, she’s crazy.

But her crazy is beautiful to me.

The time had finally came when JJ wanted to officially make Y/N his forever. He had saved up some money, without her knowing and had went with John B to buy an engagement ring. The boy was aware that they had only been together for a little over a year, but he didn’t care. He knew she was the one for the past five years, almost six. He was ready to officially make his girlfriend his fiancé.

JJ had asked Sarah to take Y/N to get her nails done. He even gave the girl the money for it. He even told her to make it seem like a girls day, since neither of them stayed on the rich side that much anymore. Well, besides when JJ and Y/N went home. Their house was located on the outskirts of the rich side, but not on the side where the pogues lived.

Sarah had taken to the nail shop that they were used too. Sarah had also invited Kie, but she had announced how that wasn’t her thing and she didn’t want her nails done at the moment. Y/N was clueless as to why they were hanging out at a nail salon. But, she did know that she was ready to head home and see JJ. The two had been separated for almost two days. Seeing as JJ worked yesterday and went straight to John B’s after and didn’t come home till late.

“What are you getting?” Sarah asked as the two sat side-by-side in the nail salon. “I think I’m going with pastel colors tips.” She added as she picked out the colors for the nail artist.

Y/N wasn’t sure what to get done, so she let the nail artist pick her nails out and whatever she wanted to fix. By the time their nails were done, Y/N had a nude color and cream glitter on her nails. They were petty and something that she wasn’t always used too.

“John B just texted and asked if we wanted to grab dinner with him and JJ?” Sarah asked as Y/N and her walked out of the nail salon and towards the vehicle Sarah drove.

“Sure.” Y/N said simply. She was excited to get to have dinner with her boyfriend. It was something that she had cancelled on his for and never rescheduled. She felt slightly guilty for staying in on their anniversary, but at least they lived together.

The ride to the restaurant was quiet as Y/N was texting JJ the ride over and Sarah was driving. The two pulled into a parking spot and got out. The wreck was where they were going and you couldn’t park too close to that. Due to it being so close to the water.

“Hey,” y/n greeted as she pulled JJ into a hug. “I’ve missed you.” She whispered before pulling away from him.

He gave her a grin before pulling her in and giving her a quick kiss on the lips. “I’ve missed you too, princess.” He spoke.

The two couples walked in and greeted Kie’s dad before sitting down at one of the tables. It was true that even though some kooks were still thinking they were better, now they don’t always feel like that. It had changed a bit. The four ordered food and waited for it to be delivered to their table.

“What did you girls do today?” JJ asked in order to not seem suspicious.

“I took Y/N to get her nails done.” Sarah bragged as she held her own hand up.

Y/N nodded not really knowing why it was a big deal to the girl that they got their nails done. It wasn’t something that Y/N/N did often and when she did… they sometimes annoyed her.

After small talk the food arrived and they ate. With the boys talking while eating their food. They finished their food pretty fast before paying and leaving tip and leaving.

“Let’s take a walk?” JJ asked as he held his hand out for Y/N to grab.

The Y/H/C girl nodded and grabbed her boyfriends hand, before bidding goodbye to her friends. “Where we going?” She asked softly as she leaned her head over on his shoulder as they walked.

“Walking by the water.” He replied back with the same amount of softness. His thumb rubbed the back of her hand gently as they continued walking. “You know I’ve loved you for almost six years, right?”

Y/N nodded as she gave his hand a light squeeze. “I’ve loved you for a long time.” She replied back as the soft breeze blew through her hair.

JJ suddenly stopped walking, they weren’t anywhere near where he hoped he’d propose at, however he couldn’t hold it in anymore. “I was going to do this in a romantic way, but just screw all of it.” JJ mumbled as he dropped down to one knee causing his girlfriend to cover her mouth with her hands. “Y/N, I love you and when I saw you in your wedding dress two years ago, it killed me. You running out was the best thing that ever happened in our lives. I love you so much! Will you marry me?” He asked. His original speech and sweet location completely thrown out the window.

“Yes!” Y/N didn’t hesitate. She shook her head as the tears fell from her eyes. JJ slipped the ring on her finger after he pulled it out of the box. She quickly threw her hands his neck as he picked her up.

“I love you.”

She’s unpredictable, unforgettable.

It’s unusual, unbelievable

How I’m such a fool,

Yeah, I’m such a fool for her.

Beautiful, crazy

She can’t help but amaze me

The way she dances

Ain’t afraid to take chances

And wears her heart on her sleeve.

Her crazy is beautiful to me.

It has been a few months since JJ had proposed. Y/N had not even started wedding planning as she was busy around the house and her work that she did. JJ was at work a lot more, knowing that he’d be helping pay for their wedding as well. Y/N, at this point, I sent even sure if she wanted a wedding. She realized with her last wedding how overrated it was. There were so many people there who didn’t even like her because she hung out with JJ and John B.

“What’re you thinking about?” JJ asked as he came up behind his fiancé. She had been fixing dinner but hadn’t said anything since JJ got home.

Y/N turned around in JJ arms as she looked up in his eyes. “Let’s get married.” She said.

JJ gave her a look, “we are. When you settle on a date…” he trailed off being too tired to decipher what she meant.

“No,” she shook her head. “Let’s get married tomorrow or this weekend.” She elaborated.

“What about a wedding?” JJ asked softly as he pushed a strand of hair out of her face. “Isn’t it what you want?”

“I just want you to be my husband.” She mumbled as she peered up at him with innocent eyes. Even though she was far from innocent. “If that’s okay with you.” She added. She didn’t want to take a wedding away from JJ if he wanted to experience one.

“Okay.” JJ nodded as he gave his fiancé a big grin. “Then it’s settled. This weekend you’ll be Mrs. Maybank.” He added causing Y/N to grin up at him.

“I like the sound of that.”

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lies | j.m. | part three

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JJ Maybank x Routledge!Reader x Best Friend!OC

A/N: Hey, y’all! So I’m back to writing this series. I know it’s been forever. But tbh I’ve just been really busy with school and work and all. But now it’s summer and I have a tad bit more free time. Plus I still don’t have a new laptop just yet, but I've resorted to using my janky ass PC. I’m going to try to start writing a lot more now. I’ve got a new Stranger Things rewrite series in the works, so you can keep an eye out for that. :)

Warnings: Cursing, Lying, Drinking, Sorta Cheating?, A tiny bit of arguing, and probably some typos.

Word Count: 1.0k

Summary: Instead of rejecting your friend, you tell him you’re taken, which is a complete and total lie. Now that he’s asking to meet this so-called boyfriend of yours, you’re going to need someone to play the role of your imaginary love interest.

One thing that the pogues know how to do over the summer was party.

It’s what your brother and his friends were known for— throwing the best keggers in all of the outer banks.

So, tonight, to kick off the start of the summer, they decided to throw a huge one at the boneyard. And, of course, this was one that you and your friends weren’t going to miss.

Like all of the parties you and your friends went to, Kassi invited you over to get ready at her place. She always uses the excuse that she needs a second opinion for her outfit, but you never end up being much help.

Kassi had just got finished putting together the finishing touches for her outfit as you sat on the edge of her bed, watching her. “How are you and JJ doing?” She asked out of the blue. It’s been a little less than a week since Kassi and Julien met JJ, and neither of them had brought him up much.

“We’re doing good. Why do you ask?”

“I don’t know. You haven’t talked about him much. He’s going to be at the party right?” She asked, straightening out the pink dress she had finally decided on wearing.

“Yeah, he is. He’ll be helping run the keg stand.”

She just nodded, turning to look at you. “You ready to go?”

“Yep, I’ve been ready.”

After stopping to pick up Julian (who had been waiting half an hour for the two of you to arrive), you all finally arrived at the boneyard.

Kassi was the first to speak up. “Okay, Julian and I can go grab drinks, and you can go find your boyfriend, (y/n).”

You nodded, about to say a ‘Got it’ and begin searching for JJ when Julian interrupted. “Wait a second, is that him over there?” He asked pointing to JJ, dancing with a random touron in the middle of the sea of people. “What the hell is he doing?”

“No clue.” He was about to stomp down the boneyard to give JJ a piece of his mind before you pushed past him to do it yourself.

Once you finally reached JJ, you grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the blonde girl that he was dancing closely with. “What the hell?” JJ cursed as you continued to tug on his arm.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You asked him sternly, giving him an angry glare.

“I’m having fun. It’s a party. What am I supposed to be doing?”

“You’re supposed to be pretending to be my boyfriend. You can’t keep acting like you’re single, JJ.” You argued with him, hoping that none of your friends were near to hear you.

JJ rolled his eyes, annoyed at the conversation. “But, that’s the thing, (y/n), I am single. I’m going to want to have fun with hot tourons when I get the chance.”

“Not when my friends are here to see it. We had a deal, remember?” You raised your voice at him.

“Yeah, the deal was to pretend to be your boyfriend for one night. And I did; your friends believed it. The deal is over.”

You rolled your eyes at him, not understanding how he could be so dumb. “We can’t act like we’re dating, then pretend we’re not after a couple of days. They’ll know it was all a lie.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t have lied in the first place, then!” JJ yelled but immediately felt bad about it afterward. He looked around, running a hand through his blonde hair before looking back over at you. “Look, I’ll pretend for a little bit longer, but at the end of the month, we can pretend we broke up or something. Deal?”

You thought it over. It wasn’t a bad idea. After a month, the breakup wouldn’t seem too suspicious. Plus, you guys could think of something dramatic to fake-breakup over.

“Fine, deal.”

You both continued to party, together this time. Thankfully, your friends didn’t ask too many questions about the previous situation or your conversation with JJ. Though, Julian did share some disapproving looks toward JJ. You could tell he already started to change his opinion about him but didn’t want to bring it up just yet.

After some drinking, dancing, and a short but fun game of truth or dare, you all decided it was time to go home. Kassi jumped into the driver’s seat (sober obviously) with you and Julian in the back seat and a touron that Kassi had met in the passenger’s seat.

The car ride was quiet for a while until Julian finally broke the silence. “I don’t trust JJ.” He stated, shortly, staring forward.

“Why not?” You asked though you knew the answer.

He finally looked over at you, giving you a look that said ‘are you fucking stupid.’ “Because who in their right mind would dance that close to a random tourist when he’s already dating an amazing, beautiful girl? And then, you both acted like it never happened the entire rest of the night. It just doesn’t make sense to me.” He rambled on, too drunk, and not to mention angry, to care that he just called you amazing and beautiful to your face. “I don’t know, he just seems like he’s lying about something.”

You nodded along. His thought process made sense. In reality, he had every right not to trust JJ, but you had to keep lying to him. Just until the end of the month when this would all blow over. “I already talked with him. It was just a misunderstanding.” You drank way too much to think of a more elaborate lie, so you stuck with that.

“That’s bullshit. I don’t believe it.” He shook his head. There’s no way you were going to convince him to like JJ. But that was fine because you didn’t have to. You just had to convince him the relationship was real. And that seemed to be working so far. He sighed, staring in front of him to the back of Kassi’s seat. “Listen, I don’t like him. But, I’ll tolerate him for now… for you.”

a/n again: sooo, this one is short. And kinda bad. But, I hope you like it. I kinda wanted to add in some drama for this one. I hope it turned out okay. I didn’t really know how to end it tbh.

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rafesmuse · 5 months

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warning: 18+ only. these are twitter links that contain porn videos. these are not fics.

nav. // main m.list // blurbs m.list // vol. 1 + vol. 3

— JJ MAYBANK

reverse cowgirl with jj outside

jj sucking and admiring your tits

dom!jj spanking you

giving boyfriend!jj a blowjob

doggystyle with best friend!jj

jj showing you how strong he is

riding roommate!jj in your room

jj fucking you while you’re wearing his shirt

helping jj relax after a long day

enemy!jj fucking you at a party

jj fucking you hard from behind

— RAFE CAMERON

missionary with boyfriend!rafe

ghostface!rafe sneaking into your room and fucking you

dom!rafe punishing you

rafe eating you out after a stressful day

morning sex with rafe

enemy!rafe fingering and choking you

shower sex with rafe

rafe fucking you on his yacht

study sessions with best friend!rafe

rafe admiring your body

riding rafe in his truck

neighbour!rafe fucking you in his bed

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there’s just something about bestfriend!rafe who’s just obsessed with your boobs…

“stop it, rafey.” you giggle, making it look not purposeful when you bend over, pushing your plush ass into him in a weak attempt to get him away.

“come on, sweetness just one picture.” he begged. you and rafe had gotten pretty fucked up last night at toppers, resulting in you just sleeping at his house in whatever you had left there. “fine, but you can’t show anyone.” you pretend to be annoyed, but rafe can see right through it.

you were always weak when it came to rafe, always giving into his needs. he wanted a beer at the party? you were coming back within minutes. he wanted a blow job? you bet your fat lips were wrapped around his cock the second you got alone. you knew it was wrong, he was your bestfriend and many times you scared off his girlfriends and vice versa. the two of you constantly fucked like bunnies no matter what the conditions were.

“deal.” rafe smiled pulling down your top, exposing both of your large breasts he had grown to love so much. “there’s my girls.” rafe smiled and bent down to kiss both of your hard nipples.

“just one rafey.” you pulled one tit back into the top as rafe sat his phone up, muttering something about boring. “well if i’m so boring you can just never see them again” you tease, attempting to pull your other boob back into your top. “no no no no i’m sorry, i didn’t mean it, one is great.” rafe yanked the top down.

you pose into the camera, one of rafe’s large hands covering your exposed boob, giving it a nice squeeze. “you’re like a little sex doll.” rafe says randomly. “what?” you laugh, after the photos taken, pulling away from him. “i don’t know you’re just like a sex doll, you look like one.” he somewhat chuckles towards the end, pulling your top down to expose your other breast again.

“thanks? i guess.” you embrace rafes new hold on you with a giggle. both hands grabbing handfuls of your ass, as he leans down to suck your nipples.

just know he made that picture his lock screen.

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coming over to jj’s and you see your polaroids on the fridge or something

stop that’s so cute 😭

his fridge would be mostly pictures of you and him and a few little posts to remind him of thing he needs to do and a few other time sensitive things he needs to be reminded of

and the photos are so cute too 😭 they’re all old memories of you guys at the chateau and in the marsh

a few of you asleep - that you’ll tease him about being creepy even though you really think it’s endearing that he has the pictures. he’d emerge from the hall and see you all bright and happy

“what’s got you all smiley?”

he’d say and you’d make quick work of meeting him where he stood and wrap your arms around him,

“you love me.”

“you just figure that out now?”

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Hi I love your blog :)) could you possibly write about JJ and bau reader being in a secret relationship and everyone on the team finds out and maybe add some smut into it if you can? If it’s not something you’re into then that’s okay, thank you!! :)

They Don’t Know

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gif credit: @sapphicprentiss

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: JJ x fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff and smut

Words: 3k+

Warnings: Fingering (r! receiving)

A/n: I lack the effort to proofread so I do apologise. Also I’m not in love with this cause it’s not as family vibes as I wanted it to be but I tried to add smut so…

When you and JJ exited the elevator to the sixth-floor things seemed quiet, given you were early it made sense. Both of you planned to work the previous evening but got far too distracted with other extracurricular activities, so the two of you agreed it was best to get a head start that morning. When you sat down at your desk JJ lowered her head, so it was level with yours, she quickly looked around and lowered a sweet kiss onto your lips. Adrenalin coursed through your veins; public displays of affection were always risky, but you couldn’t help giving in to the kiss.

It was brief and you missed her lips as soon as they left yours but left behind was a shy smile as you triple-checked no one had seen. Things were so easy with JJ, so natural and there was no doubt in your mind she felt the same, mainly because she would repeatedly tell you. With the nature of your jobs and the pressure it brought you both made a conscious decision to keep it the relationship a secret.

Yes, they were profilers and were bound to work things out, it was inevitable. But it didn’t take away from the fact this was how you both wanted things to be, plus it was quite fun keeping it secret and when you realised the team truly had no idea what was happening between the two of you, it only incentivised you further.

On one case you, JJ, and Reid had been told to check out a crime scene and the drive over had been filled with an inappropriate amount of touching as Reid sat in the back oblivious. JJ unsuspectingly kept her eyes on the road as she pretended her sole intention was on driving and discussing the case with Reid - who had his head buried in a case file - but her hand that moved higher and higher on your thigh told you otherwise.

That night in the hotel you made sure she learned her lesson as you pushed her through orgasm after orgasm, letting her know if she made a peep of noise the whole team would learn the true nature of their relationship. The next day she’d barely been able to walk, and it took all your willpower not to laugh when you noticed the little waddle to her step. The team mentioned it but she’d said she just slept funny, accusing you of hogging the bed.

After JJ made her way back to her desk that morning you couldn’t wipe off the schoolgirl grin that was plastered on your face. It was only when Morgan walked over an hour later did you realise your cheek muscles were beginning to ache.

“What the hell has you smiling so much?” he curiously asked. “I know it’s not paperwork.”

You held back from looking at JJ, who was getting up to grab some coffee. From the corner of your eyes, you could see her walking over, you both had picked up a subconscious habit of keeping each other caffeinated. It was the small things that JJ did that always warmed your heart, she was a natural caretaker and never shied away from it. After years of this job, she’d somehow managed to never lose that spark, that hope, JJ refused to let anything pull her down. It was captivating being with someone who was both so headstrong and kind-hearted.

“I was thinking about what I had for breakfast.” You said, swiveling your chair around to look up at Morgan challengingly. He always knew when you were lying, but you weren’t exactly lying, breakfast had been divine, it was just that that morning breakfast was served in bed, accompanied by delicious moans bouncing off the walls.

JJ had reached you and Morgan before giving you a curious look, “What’s going on here?”

“Well, y/n over here hasn’t stopped smiling for the last hour and refuses to tell me why,” Morgan said watching as you fidgeted a little in your chair. “Would you happen to have any ideas?”

A devilish smirk grew on JJ’s lips, obviously revelling in just how oblivious he clearly was, “Maybe it’s a guy?” she teased with a wink, that only you saw.

“Apparently it was breakfast,” as the words fell from Morgan’s lips JJ bit down on her bottom lip holding back a laugh. “Whatever it is, I’m going to find out.”

It was taking all your willpower not to burst out laughing, “As much as I love my personal life being investigated, it looks like we may have an actual case.” Morgan and JJ looked in the direction you nodded to, Garcia was leaving Hotch’s office and heading towards the briefing room.

You watched as Morgan began walking to Garcia then turned back to JJ. Just as you opened your mouth to say something she turned your chair back around, so you were facing the computer, leaving you very confused. You tensed when you felt her hot breath on your neck, she pretended to point to something on the screen, “Breakfast was that good?” she husked into your ears sending chills down your spine and you had to squeeze your thighs together to stop the arousal from growing.

“You need to move away from me right now before I lose all my composure and fuck you on this desk in front of everyone.” Having her so close to you was driving you crazy, her breath continued to tickle your ear. JJ clearly wasn’t taking your threat very seriously as she chuckled directly into your ear. “I swear to god JJ. Back. up.” This time there was more bite to your tone and she finally understood she was pushing buttons in you that would have severe consequences.

She stood up and leaned back on the divider, sighing softly, “You’re no fun.”

You finally turned your chair back around and met her gaze, giving her an unassumed expression. It was pointless because, within a few seconds, you both were laughing. She went to refill up your mugs with coffee before meeting you back in the briefing room, where the team was all sat down.

Morgan clued Emily in on his suspicions and by the time JJ walked in you were drowning in a sea of questions, you were in the hot seat as the rest of the team started joining in. Thankfully with JJ sat down Garcia began going over the case, there wasn’t a lot of time for more questions as Hotch told the team to make their way to the jet.

Within twenty minutes of being on the jet, the interrogations began again. You were sat next to Emily with Morgan and Rossi sat across from the two of you. JJ and Hotch were sat on the other side of the jet, both on their phones, whilst Reid was sat reading on the couch.

“She’s not going to tell you.” Emily quipped. “She’s too stubborn for that.”

“Come on, you can tell me,” Morgan begged. “How is he in the sheets?”

You gave him a stern look causing him to throw both his hands in the air. It was funny how everyone assumed it was a man you were with, you weren’t exactly a private person, but the subject of your sexuality just hadn’t seemed to come up, so you let it be.

“Now let’s drop the subject.” You huffed averting your eyes to look out the jet, finding the clouds suddenly very interesting. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Morgan and Rossi smirk at each other. You felt someone looking at you, assuming it was Emily you kept your line of sight out the window, missing the set of green eyes locked onto you and the chocolate brown ones that caught JJ in the act.

Your phone dinged and when you looked down to see who’d texted you had to control your facial expressions, amusement dangerously surfacing.

[JJ- You’re pretty cute when you’re angry.]

[Y/n- I hate you.]

[JJ- Meanie!]

No longer able to hide your flushed cheeks and smile you ducked your head into your hands, ignoring the curious look Morgan, Rossi, and Emily were all giving you.

When you landed Hotch told you and JJ to head to the medical examiner’s office, the rest of the team split up and you all made your way to SUVs. Just as you reached for the door handle you felt a pair of hands on your waist turning you around and pushing you back against the side of the car. You let out a small yelp but were silenced by all too familiar soft lips crashing down on yours.

The kiss was needy at first but eventually, it slowed, and you enjoyed the steady movement of JJ’s lips encapsulating your own. After a solid minute she pulled back to catch her breath, “I’ve been waiting to do that since this morning.”

The feeling of someone constantly wanting you was something you would never tire of. You felt like JJ’s personal drug that she could never get enough and damn did it feel good. It had only been a couple of hours since you’d last kissed and you relished the feeling of knowing she already missed your lips on hers.

“We can continue this later but for now I would prefer if she didn’t get caught.” You said placing your hands on JJ’s shoulders, the team were only around the corner, and as tempting as it was to make out with your girlfriend pressing you against the car, it was far too risky. You pecked her lips lightly and delicately pushed her away. “Let’s get moving.”

You made it successfully to the M.E’s office and back to the station, which was surprising considering JJ didn’t want to keep her hands off you. If you hadn’t stopped her wandering hands, she would have happily fucked you in the front seat. As her hands crept higher and higher up your thigh, your preference for not getting into a car crash won over the heat growing between your legs.

The moment you got into the station you relayed what you’d discovered to the team. It wasn’t long before JJ practically dragged you to the bathroom, seemingly too worked up to wait any longer. The moment you both stepped over the threshold, the door was slammed shut and locked. You opened your mouth to protest but you were silenced as JJ pushed you hard against the wall and placed her tongue into your mouth.

A small moan tumbled from you into JJ’s mouth, causing the blonde to groan, your pleasure travelling straight to her core. Unable to control herself, her hands aimlessly travelled all over your body finally settling on your breasts, squeezing them tenderly.

Within a single minute, JJ had one hand under your top, the other was making its way into your underwear whilst her mouth ferociously attacked your neck. You let her have you whole, taking whatever she needed, it was becoming abundantly clear that now was not the time for tender lovemaking, JJ wanted to fuck you, hard.

Without any warning, she slipped two fingers inside you, and you had to bite back a whimper. She moaned into your neck, infatuated with how tight you were around her fingers. Hands flew to blonde locks as she picked up her pace and your mouth parted trying to control your rapid breathing.

“Can you take one more?” She husked into your neck, and you frantically nodded.

Almost immediately JJ placed a third finger in you, she filled you completely and all you wanted to do was scream out in sheer ecstasy as she kept pumping in and out of you. She took an erect nipple between her fingers, pinching and flicking it repeatedly.

Your breathing was getting away from you, moans were escaping more often than not, and it was nearing impossible to contain them. When the palm of JJ’s hand brushed your clit, you lost all control, a painstakingly loud moan escaped your mouth causing you to bring your hand to your mouth to muffle it.

JJ removed her hand from your breast and ripped your hand away from your mouth, replacing it with her lips. Her tongue began battling with yours, too preoccupied with the continuous crescendo of pleasure circulating your body, you willingly submitted your control to JJ. You began to grind down on JJ’s persistent fingers knowing your release was going to wash over you any second. Her palm was perfectly placed as it continuously rubbed against your little bundle of nerves.

When JJ curled her fingers your stomach muscles tightened and your hips bucked forward, but she fought against your body, managing to keep her hand perfectly placed, she used her free hand to keep your hips still.

“Are you going to cum for me baby?” her seductive words vibrated against your lips and when she bit down on your bottom lip you lost all your composure.

“Yes, yes, JJ, I’m going to-” Your legs convulsed, and you were quickly coming undone, thankfully JJ once again covered your mouth with her own and swallowed every delicious moan and whimper that escaped your swollen lips. You tried to keep up with the kiss but gave up quickly and focussed on the waves of pleasure that were cascading over each and every nerve in you.

You felt JJ more than ever as you tightened around her fingers, her palm was now pushed up against your sensitive clit and with one final pump, you cried out as you came all over her fingers.

The kiss continued, this time it was more tender and loving, and you found yourself pouring all your appreciation into it. You felt so much emotion in the kiss, every kiss was different with JJ, some were lustful, some were needy, some were filled with unconditional love, and some with all three. This was one of those kisses. It was all the aftercare you needed in just one kiss.

When JJ pulled her fingers out of you, you had to break away for a second to sharply inhale, but quickly enough, you were in the midst of another sensual kiss.

You flipped the two of you around, so JJ was wedged between the wall and your flushed body. She groaned as you peppered kisses along her jawline, working your way to her neck. It wasn’t a lust-filled groan, it was one filled with frustration and when you looked up to her with a confused, she gave you a sympathetic look.

“We don’t have time babe.” She said with a pout. As if on cue a knock came from the other side of the door and both of you looked at each other in horror. “Oh fuck.” She mumbled before helping you fix your shirt and look a little more presentable.

When you opened the door and stepped out you knew you were fucked by the look on Emily’s face.

“I knew something was going on between you two,” Emily said clearly very amused with what she’d just heard, she sported the smuggest smile you’d ever seen.

“It’s not what it looks like,” JJ said confidently, but you knew her well enough to hear the slight waver in her voice, probably unsure of how to salvage this situation.

“You are aware I have ears.” Emily raised her eyebrow, her smirk never faltering “So you two weren’t just banging in there?”

“It’s exactly what it sounded like,” you said defeatedly throwing your head against the wall, “look, we just didn’t want the team knowing.”

“Knowing what?” Reid asked emerging from behind Emily, the rest of the team closely followed behind him causing you and JJ to groan in unison. Now you were really fucked.

“That you owe me twenty dollars,” Emily said.

“No way!” Reid gasped looking between you and JJ, rendering both of you confused. That was until JJ huffed from next to you, she’s clearly clocked onto what Emily had meant. You looked to her for an explanation.

“She knew.” JJ said running a hand through her hair, “How long?”

Emily smiled triumphantly as Reid handed her a crisp twenty-dollar bill from his wallet. When the rest of the team reached into their pockets you gawked at all of them, your jaw slowly dropping open as you registered what was going on.

“I had a hunch a couple of weeks ago, but no one else believed me.” Emily was more than ecstatic as she received bills from the whole team, clearly proud of her profiling skills, “ You guys and your eye contact I swear.”

Morgan smirks at JJ, “So you were breakfast huh?”

JJ’s cheeks reddened and she lowered her head before awkwardly laughing.

Rossi interjected sensing the embarrassment radiating off you both. “How about we celebrate the happy couple at mine this weekend?” He said with a smile.

You laced your hand around JJ’s waist, and a surge of happiness and relief washed over you knowing you could now openly do this in front of the people you held so close to your heart. JJ seemed to internally be feeling the same as you felt her whole body relax. You looked at her and you both shared a brief smile before turning to Rossi and nodding.

You looked at everyone’s faces and couldn’t help but feel a warmth radiate in your chest, they all looked so happy, a little shocked but happy nonetheless. Your eyes settled on Hotch; it was his approval you sought out the most, though you didn’t often like to admit it.

“I’m glad you’re happy,” he candidly smiled, before his face contorted and he grimaced “but when we’re back, you two have a lot of paperwork to fill out.”

“Oooo, fun.” Emily teased earning a wack to the arm from JJ.

When you looked back at the woman in your arms your grin only grew and, in that moment, you truly knew what it was to be happy.

“There’s that breakfast smile again!” Morgan joked, when everyone shot him a look he slowly backed away, “I ruined the moment did I?”

The team replied with laughter.

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Mutual masturbation while Rafe’s family is downstairs

Sucking fwb!Rafe’s cock

Helping Rafe relax after a long day

Doggy style with best friend!Rafe

Mornings with Rafe

Rafe fucking his girlfriend with big tits

Riding Rafe first thing in the morning

Missionary with boyfriend!Rafe

Make out session with Rafe (this one actually looked sm like rafe to me)

Sucking off Rafe in the shower

Rafe fucking you from behind after a swim

JJ Maybank -

Slow sex with JJ while your family is sleeping

Taking control while JJ relaxes

Creampie with JJ

Sex with JJ after a day at the beach

JJ eating you out

JJ cumming on your stomach

Sucking off lifeguard!!JJ in the bathroom

JJ fucking kook!reader

Back shots with boyfriend!JJ

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beach date (j.m.)

tv show/movie: outer banks | pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

requested by another lovely anon as part of my 800 follower celebration

synopsis: jj and y/n go on a winter beach date for valentines day

warnings: reader is scared for a second. happy tears.

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“JJ! This is private property,” Y/N hissed as she tried to dig her heels into the soft sand that was chilled by the winter. JJ, her boyfriend, ignored her as he easily continued to lead her down the dunes towards said private beach. “Shoupe’s been on our asses lately, if he even has an inkling that we’ve been here, he’s going to book our asses!” She protested. The last thing JJ needed was to catch another charge.

JJ shrugged nonchalantly, slowing down his pace now that they were hidden by the steep imbank of dunes. “Relax, Sweets. I planned for this. The rich people that own this place only technically own from that dock,” He pointed out to a long dock that was lined with fancy street lights. It looked more like a pier than a dock - especially any docks Y/N saw on The Cut. “Down that way. That sign we just passed was put there illegally since it is not in their boundary. Pope told me so.”

Y/N nodded, relaxing slightly. If Pope said it was okay, then it was okay. Pope was a stickler for the rules even after securing his scholarship and acceptance to a bunch of schools. “Okay, as long as Shoupe isn’t going to mysteriously come and arrest us.” She muttered, wrapping both her arms around his free arm - the other one straining as he carried a large basket, as she nuzzled her cheek into his jacket covered arm.

JJ pressed a kiss to her head as they strolled down towards the rolling waves. “I mean, I think Shoupe is just always looking for reasons to arrest me, but he won’t arrest us because this is public property,” He nodded his head towards the span of the beach they stood on. “And, nobody is going to try to report us because those rich snobs aren’t even on the Island.”

“You really thought this all out, huh?” She smiled up at him as he stopped walking. JJ chuckled, freeing his arm from her as he sat the basket down.

“Sweets, I had this planned out for months.” He informed her, opening the basket and pulling the blanket that was messily folded at the top out, spreading it out over the sand. The moon, high in the sky, made the ocean darkened by the night gleam. Her hand slipped into his outstretched one as he gently pulled her to walk onto the blanket.

Together, the settled down and JJ covered them with another warm blanket, protecting them from the chill winter brought to February. Y/N watched fondly as JJ started to dig through the basket again. Her eyes stayed watching him even as he started pulling out take-out containers from The Wreck. “I wanted to cook for you, but Kie kicked me out of our cooking lessons because I kept screwing up,” He admitted shamefully, but he tried to mask it with a goofy tone and smile. “But she got her dad to give us the stuff that was nearly expired at an insane discount.” He shook the take-out container he was currently holding before setting it with the rest.

“I was in the mood for The Wreck anyway.” She smiled softly, but JJ kept his attention on making sure he got all the food out. She knew JJ was ashamed of not being able to bring her a home cooked meal (especially when she always cooks everything she plans the picnics. She also knew he would feel worse if she commented about his cooking which she loved. He makes the best grilled cheese. Always experimenting with adding different things.

“And I got Champagne-“ He cheered, pulling a chilled bottle and two flukes out, eyes proud and chest puffed out.

“You didn’t,” She smiled, recognizing the bottle. It was from the Country Club. Even though JJ left his job there, he still knew that place like the back of his hand and often swiped some things when need be. “I’ve never had champagne, this is gonna be the best Valentines ever!”

“I take offence to that, I would say our first Valentines was the best valentines ever.” He winked. They have spent some amazing Valentine's Days together. This marked their third one together, and she couldn’t be happier.

She opened her mouth to speak, but a noise over by the dunes startled her, making her whip her head around to look over her shoulder. Her wide eyes were met by nothing but the night sky that was littered with a blanket of stars - twinkling happily. “Did you hear that? I think someone is up there.” She asked JJ, looking over at him, He was also looking in that direction, but his eyes were wide with what appeared to be a mix of fear and disappointment.

“Might have been the wind, you know-“ JJ paused, squinting as the wheels in his heard were turning - searching for an explanation. “It’s cold, weird noises come from the cold.” He shrugged, turning back to face the cold looking water.

Humming, Y/N flicked nervous eyes back to the dunes before she turned back around, scooting closer to JJ - both because she was cold and because she felt at unease and he always made her feel protected. Soon, as the conversation flowed and the food was opened, the little incident slipped from her mind. Even the unopened champagne wasn’t even a thought in her head once they seeped into each other’s presence.

It was as if everything about them fit together like a puzzle piece, perfectly made for each other. From the way their personalities clicked together to the way their bodies mould together so perfectly - even in the most basic way. She never believed that someone could be so perfect for her. She never once believed that love was possible, especially not with the boy she thought only saw her as a friend. But she was wrong. And, oh, how happy she was to be wrong.

“Look, in the sky, you can see something.” JJ suddenly veered off the topic they had been rambling on for the last ten minutes, both lazily leaning on each other as the empty containers laid haphazardly in the basket from their half assed attempt to clean up. Perking up, she looked to where he was pointing in the sky, off in the distance over her shoulder.

“What? I don’t see anything, J.” She shook her head, squinting into the sky. The candles he had pulled out when the moon fell behind the looming house made the sky look even brighter and easier to see, but all she was were the dancing stars.

“Here, stand up,” JJ pushed himself up, hand outstretched for her to pull herself up with. Curiosity was a trap and she always falls right into it, but with JJ she knew it wouldn’t hurt her. Pulling herself up, she rolled onto her tip toes, wobbling a little before falling back down to her heels, the sand used the blanket shifting and making her fall back into JJ’s hard chest. “Right up there.”

JJ’s hands fell onto her shoulders, angling her in the direction before leaving her. The heat she felt on her back from his closeness seemed to distance itself from her, meaning he was moving away but she was too wrapped up in trying to find whatever he saw to be concerned. Besides, she knew it wasn’t something bad - she was with JJ after all. “JJ, I really can’t see it, did you imagine it?” She questioned, whirling around on her heel, the blanket and sand twisting and moving from the movement. As soon as she fully registered the scene in front of her, she gasped - hand flying up to her mouth as tears filled her eyes.

A smirk played on his lips, but she could see the sparkle of nerves in his eyes. “I think I saw the reflection of this, actually.” He commented, his normal confidence shining through. There he kneeled, eyes shining up at her, outshining the diamond ring tucked in the velvet box he held.

An unnatural noise left her as tears rolled down her face, shaking hands leaving her face to reach out for his face. “Is this why you sent Sarah to kidnap me for a spa day?” She chuckled through the tears, a smile so large on her face that it hurt. JJ laughed at this, his own eyes tearing up.

“I’m not very good with my words, but I know that I love you even if I don’t know how to say it as fancy as they do in the movies. And I know that you have me. Body and soul and everything else. I also know that I want to spend every second with you and I want to call you my wife. I want you to be the thing that saves the Maybank name because even just you taking it will make it better,” He paused, probably for dramatic effect if Y/N had to guess. “So, will you marry me and legally be mine?”

“Yes. Yes, of course,” She breathed out, nodding frantically as she dropped to her knees in front of him. “Oh my god, yes!” She proclaimed again, making JJ let out a soft laugh before she yanked him towards her by his face that was nestled in her hands, pressing his lips to hers. Her salty tears of happiness hit their mouths but neither of them cared.

JJ always was able to do things with his eyes closed. Take off a bra one handed. Roll a blunt. Pick Y/N out of a crowd. Now, he can add putting a ring on his fiancée’s shaking finger while his is shaking just as bad while kissing her to that list. Suddenly, excited screams started the pair, making them pull away from each other, startled. Looking up at the dunes, Y/N was shocked to see their friends running down the dune, each from a different place, but all with their phones held up, recording.

“Nobody warned me? I would have worked on my crying face and worn something cuter!” Y/N yelled, her large smile and the way she climbed to JJ as they stood up together showed how much she wouldn’t trade this memory for anything.

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