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imbestforyou · 10 months

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you belong with me

pairing: jj maybank x bestfriend!reader

summary: reader is in love with jj, but jj’s dating another girl…

warnings: unmutual pining, minor profanity, poorly edited, cliffhanger (sorry i got lazy), short pt. 2 if people want it idk, little angst and fluff

approx. reading time: 8 minutes and 30 seconds

writing inspo: you belong with me (taylor’s version) by taylor swift

masterlist :)

“wait what?” i exclaimed. i was sitting in sarah’s room listening to her talk about her day at the beach with the pogues.

“yes i swear! he brought emily there and had his arm wrapped around her and everything! didn’t even surf, which is crazy for jj.”

“so he must be serious about this girl, right?” i sighed as i layed on her bed. i couldn’t believe it. jj maybank? in a relationship with a kook girl?

“i mean i don’t know much. but if i’m being honest, he didn’t seem that interested in her.” she talked as she curled her hair for her date with john b. i stayed silent. i couldn’t believe it.

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“hey y/n!” i stopped in my tracks. i knew that voice all too well. and it was the voice of someone i had been ignoring for the past two weeks. i turned slowly to face him.

“hey.” i said looking at the floor. purposely avoiding eye contact. it wasn’t that i didn’t want to see jj, i did. but it hurt to know he was dating someone else. especially emily, someone who was drastically different from me, from all the pogues to be honest.

“i feel like i haven’t seen you in forever. what’s up with that? sarah told me you’ve been sick, but i told her that was bullshit. you haven’t gotten sick since like the 3rd grade.” he grabbed me by the shoulders playfully. i look up to see emily staring at me from the bar.

“uh yeah. i don’t know what happened. probably got it from my parents after they came back from new york.” it was a lie. my parents hadn’t been to new york in ages.

with emily giving me a death stare and jj touching me, i was feeling claustrophobic and a little freaked out, “anyways look i’ll see you later. i have to get home and get some homework done.” i turn around and start walking before he can begin a sentence.

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you're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset

she's going off about something that you said

‘cause she doesn't get your humor like I do

my eyes were closed while i sunbathed on the beach before i was interrupted by another call on my phone.

jj <3 - 3 missed calls

jj <3 - calling now

“hello?”

“y/n? y/n! hey how- how are you doing?” he stutters a bit.

“hey i’m doing fine? are you okay? you sound a little weird.”

“i’m good just pissed at emily.” he huffed.

“ahh emily. so how is your new girlfriend?”

“she’s pissed at me for some lame joke i made with pope. and she called attacking me and shit because i was being a douchebag or something.”

“ha what else is new.” i joke. and he laughs which stops my heart for a minute. i pause then ask,

“what was the joke?” i ask, curious to know why emily would be so upset.

“i told her the dress she was wearing looked like a hospital gown and she got all pissed. wasn’t even a good joke…” he mumbled.

i laughed, he was right. it wasn’t, i could think of thousands of jokes better, but i could tell it must’ve been an attempt to make emily and pope laugh.

“i guess she doesn’t get your humor.”

“guess not…” he sighs then starts again,

“hey l was wondering if you wanted to hang out later. i don’t know i’ve been feeling really distant from you recently.

“yeah i’m sorry about that, um so like with the pogues or…?”

“nah just yo- sorry hold that thought emily’s calling me and i really don’t want to make her more mad. i’ll call you back.”

he never called back.

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im in the room, it's a typical tuesday night

im listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

and she'll never know your story like I do

a week had passed and he still hadn’t called me. i wasn’t even trying to ignore him anymore, he just was never around. school had ended and summer break had finally begun. and still no call.

as i layed on my bed and sang along to “the blue” by gracie abrams, sarah tries convincing me to talk to jj.

“why don’t you just call him? see what’s up? it’s not like him to be this distant. it’s with john b too, hasn’t been to the chateau recently. and you know how his dad is.”

“a shitty father is what he is.” i spit out. even though i was irritated at jj for not even trying to keep any communication between any of the pogues my hatred for luke will always be worse.

i sit up, “look he’s probably fine and with emily. i’ll talk to john b to get him to chill. but honestly i don’t think jj wants to keep contact with any of us. if he wanted to he would have.”

“i don’t know, you should call him. emily has like tied him up all for herself. have you noticed that?”

but she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts

shes cheer captain and im on the bleachers

dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find

that what you're looking for has been here the whole time

“i mean i think everyone has. or that fact that she’s nothing like any of us and exactly like the type of girl he would make fun of.”

“a kook princess, like what i was.”

“exactly. i don’t want to judge him but why would he go into a relationship with someone who he so obviously doesn’t like?”

“something is up y/n. go figure it out.” she grabbed my car keys and pushed me out the door.

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standing by and waiting at your back door

all this time, how could you not know, baby?

you belong with me, you belong with me

i take a deep breathe before knocking at his door.

no response. i knock again.

“hello! anyone home?”

“shut the hell u- y/n?” jj opens the door.

“hi- hey i just came to check on you. can i come in?”

he turns back, no doubt looking for his father. “probably not the best idea.”

“yeah- yeah uh wanna go to mine? so we can talk?” he nods and shuts the door behind him. he doesn’t make eye contact but all i can do is stare at the blood on his face and knuckles.

oh, I remember you driving to my house

in the middle of the night

im the one who makes you laugh

when you know you're 'bout to cry

and I know your favorite songs

and you tell me 'bout your dreams

think I know where you belong

think I know it's with me

i unlock my house from the back door to hopefully not make as much noise. my parents couldn’t find out i was sneaking in a boy in the middle of the night. i hurriedly close the door to my room and turn to him.

“are you okay?” i spill out.

“yes.” he’s quiet, that’s not the jj i know.

“you know you can talk to us, right? like any of the pogues, we’re here for you. i’m here for you.” i move closer and touch the blood on his forehead, and he winces. his head is sticky, like if he had been sweating. and i can’t decide whether it’s because of the humidity or if he was fighting with his father. probably both.

“luke?” he just nods. my heart breaks for him. i grab his hand and let him sit on my bed. i grab my first aid kit and rubbing alcohol and get to work on the blood and bruises on his hand and knuckles.

we sit in comfortable silence. but it was mostly me waiting to see if he was going to talk about his dad.

“i didn’t want to ignore you guys.” he speaks so low, i almost couldnt hear him. i kneel down so i can look at his face.

“then why did you?”

“i- i told my dad something, stupid i know. but he blew up on me a couple weeks ago. told me his boss had a nice daughter named emily my age. said if i could get with her, he’d get more money or some shit. i don’t know i guess i wanted to make him proud. so i- i started dating her. kept fucking it up and he would beat the shit out of me. didn’t want you guys to see me like that.”

i sighed. my hands were holding his for comfort. something we’d done since we were kids but felt really unfamiliar now.

“what’d you tell your dad to make him set you up with emily?”

he coughed, “told’m that i loved someone.”

my heart dropped for the second time in two months. why did i even think for a second that’d i’d have a chance? i told myself we belonged together.

“oh.” i got up and released my hands from his. suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. i cleared my throat.

“um well, i have some sleeping bags in my closet and if you want you can sleep in my bed or um whatever feels more com-“

“i told him i loved you.”

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percyswhxre · 1 month

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if anybody has any requests, please let me know! i will write for any harry potter character (including the marauders but i won’t write for lucius, voldemort, or peter), stranger things characters, outer banks characters, crush x reader stories, percy jackson characters, hunger games characters, and a ton more if you request something that i have read or watched!

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thepopsicle · 8 months

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I finally published my jiara fic!

“Your arms- My home”

Desc-“ Two days later Kie comes running down his driveway at lightning speed, She’s a blur of curls, tanned skin and bright colors as she races towards him. JJ was barely able to realize she was barreling into him until her arms were wrapped tightly around him.

He flings an arm out in the direction of the porch steps and waits for her to sit before he plops down beside her with a frown that only deepens as she breaks the silence between them, “JJ, I’m so sorry.”

Her words are simple and beyond kind but he scrunches his face up anyway, “Don't be, She's coming back..You’ll see.”

The girl beside him bobs her head in confirmation, Even if her face doesn’t match her actions “I’m sure she will be, I don't think she’d leave you behind.”

JJ glances at her with watery eyes, “You really think so?”

Kie offers him her best smile and nods again with enthusiasm, “Well, I’d never leave you behind and thats a promise, So I dont think your mom would either.” “

• I wrote this fic because I really wanted to explore not just Jiara but all the pogues and the world around them, they’ve really got a ton of heavy shit in this universe and it honestly could’ve been captivating even without the treasure hunting! So I’m really gonna explore trauma and class differences and ofc found family

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#jiara #jiara fanfic #outer banks #pogues for life #jj x kiara #kiara carrera #jj maybank #fan fiction #obx fic #jiara obx #jj outer banks #outer banks pogues

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aureaa7777 · 1 year

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Outer Banks Rafe Cameron edit

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sadisticpussies · 2 years

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Stolen moments with you

Pairing: JJ Maybank & Kiara Carrera

Fandom: Outerbanks

Additional Tags: Romance, Fluff, Pre-Series 01, Requited Feelings, No Plot/Plotless

Summary: a moment between jj and kiara.

Kiara’s fork absentmindedly prodded at the cooked veal that was left untouched on her plate, her head resting against her open palm as she sat there listening to her parents laughing and conversing with the Cameron’s who invited them to dinner at the country club.

Of course Kiara’s immediately response was no, to no avail however as her mother informed her that she had no opinion in the matter due to her recent troubles at school and that her attending the dinner tonight was apart of her punishment.

Feeling defeated and infuriated with her mother’s dictatorship she conceded in agreement and begrudgingly slipped on the first red dress that she saw hanging up in her closet. If it were up to her she would’ve given all of her dresses away to a donation store seeing as though she preferred jeans over dresses/skirts anyway, but her mother was assertive in making sure that Kiara had formal clothes to wear whenever they attended any prestigious kook events in attempts to keep up with the rest of the lavish elite of kooks.

The Cameron’s greeted them upon arrival, Ward and her father briefed each other with handshakes while her mother and Rose gave each other affable hugs. Kiara remained standing off to the side, her posture disclosed as she stood there hugging herself with her arms folded beneath her and her physiognomy reflecting one of ennui. She could see Sarah and Rafe across the room socializing with their friends.

Another reason that Kiara didn’t want to attend this dinner other than the simple fact that she hated elitist events like this, was because her one year friendship with Sarah ended as quickly as it began. From (not so far fetched) rumors being spread around school about her being a snitch and the rest of their friends shunning her, Kiara’s current life at Kook academy was far from enjoyable. She hadn’t informed her parents about her friendship breakup with Sarah, not wanting them to meddle or offer any unsolicited advice that she didn’t want.

Sarah only briefly glanced Kiara’s way throughout the entire night and that was only because Rose made a comment complimenting Kiara’s dress. From the way the corners of Sarah’s lips tugged Kiara could tell that she wanted to agree but then remembered their current strife and decided against it instead shoveling a forkful of Romane salad inside of her mouth.

The conversation about this year’s charity event (which Kiara thinks is a scam because she’s pretty sure they use the money towards the country club instead of actually giving them to charities) had just began with Ward gloating about his intended donation fund when she looks up and sees a familiar face.

He’s clad in the signature uniform; a whiteout sleeved button down with the sleeve cuffs buttoned and rolled up, with a black tie around his neck and black slacks. He’s carrying a large tray of desserts that they’d just ordered in his hands, setting everyone’s plate and their respective order in front of them. Kiara feels herself smiling at his presence and she has to bite on her bottom lip to keep it from widening when he accidentally knocked some of Ward’s drink from his cup and onto his pants.

“Jesus, kid!” Ward berated, sliding his chair back as the legs dragged against the floor. He grabbed the napkin and patted at the damp spot. “Watch what you’re doing next time!”

He nodded, giving another sheepish apology before walking off.

“Go see if you can clean up in the restroom,” Rose suggested, figuring that it would be beneficial to do it in private instead of patting his groin dry in front of a room full of people.

Ward sighed, deeply and frustrated, tossing the used napkin on the table and nodded before informing everyone that he would be back.

Kiara allows her eyes to wander across the room towards the back where the kitchen was located. She sees him loosening his apron from around his waist, engaging in conversation with one of his coworkers before grabbing a cigarette that magically appeared from behind his ear and tucking it between his lips, pushing the side door open to step outside.

“I’m going to step outside for some fresh air,” Kiara announced, sliding her chair back and rousing to her feet. Her parents stopped their conversation with Rose and gauged an inquiring look at her.

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah. I’ll be back.”

They both nodded then turned to resume their conversation.

Kiara made her way through the room and towards the side door where he made his exit moments prior. The brisk Carolina weather immediately brushes against her skin as soon as she steps outside, the strong stench of cigarettes fills her senses. It’s fairly empty outside with most people choosing to dine inside to seek warmth. She locates him by the far end of the building, crouched down in the grass with his head tilted slightly upright and his lips puckered as he blew the smoke from the cigarette out into the air.

She walks over to him, making sure her footsteps are loud enough so that he knows she’s approaching but still stealth enough not to completely startle him.

“I can’t decide if spilling Ward’s drink was completely intentional or because you’re just a clumsy server.” He chuckles, licking his lips as he perched the cigarette between his moist lips again.

He shrugged, scratching a finger over his eyebrow. “Maybe a little bit of both,” He averts his gaze away from the open space of grass athwart from him and peers at up her. She could feel her cheeks flushing underneath his scrutiny. He smiles boyishly, the dimple in his right cheek emboldens. “You look good in that.” He surmises, causing Kiara to roll her eyes and playfully nudge at his shoulders as she sits down on the grass next to him.

“Shut up.”

“What?” JJ asks, his eyes still on hers. “I’m serious. You look beautiful, Kie,” He whispers and there’s this genuine sincerity that lilts in his voice as his says this and shines in his azure eyes that makes her stomach swoon in adoration. JJ’s never been an affectionate person or someone that’s verbal with his emotions so she knows that whenever he is, it’s because he genuinely means it.

She’s glad that it’s dark to where he couldn’t see the rosy blush coloring her cheeks as she shyly ducks her head at his compliment.

“So, dinner with the Cameron’s?”

Kiara scoffed, rolling her eyes. “My parents forced me to come. They still think that Sarah and I are friends—”

“And that you and Rafe are dating?” He asks, attempting to sound casual in his inquisition but falling short entirely. This time it’s him that blushes in chagrin at his futile attempt of being suave.

Kiara shakes her head, “No, they know that was never serious to begin with. Rafe was just a fling, someone that helped get my mind off of being away from you guys,” She inwardly chastises herself every time she thinks about how she allowed herself to get romantically involved with someone like Rafe in the first place. It was at a time of vulnerability, she’d just gotten to the Kook academy and suddenly had all these popular friends and people that liked her.

Rafe was one of those people.

She thought that because he was older and because he was showing interest in her that meant she was important. With Rafe being Rafe he explicitly stated that he wanted their relationship to be no official and Kiara agreed because at the time she thought that’s what she wanted and who she wanted it with. It didn’t take long for her to realize the misjudgment in Rafe’s character and she immediately ceased that relationship.

While they weren’t official, they did hangout outside of school often doubling with Topper and Sarah which is how JJ found out about the two of them. He caught them coming from the movie night at the park with Rafe’s arm around her and him crouching down whispering something in her ear. Admittedly, JJ was envious and questioned to himself how Kiara would willingly get involved by someone like Rafe but decided not to dwell on it because at the time they weren’t friends anymore. She’d abandoned the pogues freshman year, only calling and texting every so often whenever she wasn’t too busy to remember.

Their reconciliation happened a few months ago when she was there for him after a bad incident with his dad; offering him refuge in her house for a few days and providing him with food. Ever since then it felt like she never left even though she was still on the other side of the island still going to school with the others.

JJ made a face, chuckling wryly.

“Hey,” She calls softly, reaching her hand out to turn his head so that they’re facing each other. “I’m with you now, remember?”

He nods, because yes he does remember. In fact being with Kiara was something that he’s sure he’d never forget. After secretly pining after her for so long and getting reminded that their relationship couldn’t exceed past them being friends because of the cemented no pogue on pogue macking rule, Kiara had decided to finally give into one of JJ’s advances.

It was one of the nights he was staying at her place; her parents were down the hall in their bedroom sound asleep still completely unaware that she had a stowaway in her room for over three days now. They were laying in her bed (because she absolutely refused to let him sleep on the floor like a dog) with her back towards him and both of them tucked beneath separate covers. Kiara laid there unmoving listening to JJ’s evened breaths. She knows he’s not asleep and part of her wants to roll over so they could talk.

But she decided against it.

JJ must’ve been distracted with his thoughts that were nagging at him as well because she feels the bed dip beneath his weight as he turns on his side. “Kie?” His voice is in a sotto, whispering quietly in the night.

She reciprocates his movements; shifting over so that she’s facing him as well. “Yeah?”

“Thanks, for letting me stay here. I would’ve went to the chateau but I figured Big John was tired of me crashing there.” He shrugs, mindlessly picking at the stitching on her cover.

As long as she’s known Big John, Kie knows that he would never turn any of them down for a place to sleep. But she also knows JJ and that he was reluctant on asking people for help. It took a lot of convincing in getting him to stay at her place instead of sleeping on the pogue like he was intending to do.

She was driving home after a shift at work when she spotted him walking alone in the streets, toting a backpack along with him. It was storming, with the rain pouring down heavily and the grey skies illuminating with blue lightening every so often. Kiara recognized him immediately; seeing his red Kildare fitted cap on his head and his signature preferred sleeveless shirt. He had to be freezing in this weather so she pulled up alongside him and rolled the window down, asking if he needed a ride.

He was aghast to see her at first, blinking rapidly as he stared at her through his wet lashes. He declined her offer insisting that he was near his destination. When she asked where the destination was, he gave her an exasperated look and offhandedly dismissed her.

Knowing his idiosyncratic stubbornness and her persistence, Kiara continued to ride alongside JJ refusing to leave him alone in these weather conditions. Eventually he finally gave in and climbed in the passenger seat of her car, muttering a quiet thank you in response. The car ride was silent save for the loud noises of heavy rain drops ricocheting off of the windshield and the loud thunderous boom that practically shook the earth.

She asked where he was going again and this time he didn’t have a response to give her.

It wasn’t until they stopped at a red light that she noticed the shadow of a dark bruise underneath his eye. He top of his hat was pulled down over his face in attempts to shield it but one of the lamppost’s lights gave her a clear view of the damage caused by his father. That’s when Kiara ultimately decided to take him back to her place, somewhere she was certain his father would never look.

It had been three days of assuring that JJ didn’t get caught; when her parents went to work she allowed him to wander around the house at his free will. Usually he’d just sit in the kitchen stuffing his face with whatever meal her father cooked the night before. When they were home she made sure they didn’t come into proximity of her room. Luckily, there wasn’t a day when one of them stayed home they were all always gone throughout the day which prompted JJ into being alone without any interruptions.

“J, you know that you can always stay here.” She pursed her lips in thought as she gauged a look at JJ. “I know you and I haven’t been exactly close recently, but I’m always going to be there for you guys.” It hurts knowing that there’s still this residual shelteredness between them at the primary cause of her own volition, but she wanted to assure him that regardless of the awkwardness she still cared about him.

JJ nodded, flicking his eyes up at her as he gave her a brief smile. “I know,”

There is something––something there that lingers between them that Kiara can’t quiet determine yet. What she does know, however, is that the look, whatever it may be, was making her stomach flutter in girlish butterflies.

His eyes fleet downward to her lips then immediately lifts back up to her eyes. Kiara mimics his motions but maintains her gaze onto the pinkness of his lips.

She isn’t sure what it is that had her suddenly feeling all giddy and nervous as she laid there under the weight of his scrutiny.

Kiara doesn’t know. She also doesn’t know who started leaning in first: her or him.

But the distance that was once between them was suddenly beginning to close and she could feel the wispiness of his breath tickling against her face.

“Kie, I-” He begins, but his words are cut off mid-sentence by her as she brushed her lips against his mouth in a shy, yet chaste kiss. They both gasp softly at the contact; their heart beats quickening minutely.

She flutters her eyes open to look at him. His eyes are still closed and mouth is now parted slightly. She could see the heavy rise and fall of his chest.

Kiara leans in again, brushing softly, just the barest mesh of lips on lips, softness of his against the plush stickiness of hers. It’s timid. Shy. But there’s also a lingering fervor that translated through each of the kisses as they began to vigorously increase.

There’s a soft groan that emanates (who it came from is also unknown), that causes Kiara to tilt her head and capture his lips at a better angle. JJ’s hand reached up and cradled her face within his grasp as he tugged her closer.

“Is this okay?” He asked, wanting to be absolutely certain that she wanted this just as badly as he did. Because JJ’s waited years to kiss Kiara and now that he finally has he doesn’t want to stop. She nodded, vigorously and hasty, sinking her fingers into his hair and tugging him closer before claiming his wanton mouth over her own again.

JJ eventually returned home a few days after that much to Kie’s reluctance. He kissed her pouty lips, reassuring her that he’d be fine before slipping out of the window and disappearing across her yard.

Retracting from that reminiscing reverie, JJ turns his head and looks at Kie, her big, doe, brown eyes, stare longingly into his. She looked so beautiful that it mesmerized him. It still seemed fictitious to him at times that she was his girlfriend, that his feelings were reciprocated and whole enough that she wanted to start a relationship with him.

“What are you thinking about?” She asks at his silence, her hand reaches up and curls through his tufts of disheveled hair.

“You,” He answers bluntly and truthfully, in which she smiled and nodded.

“What about me?” She coquettishly whispers, giving him this seductive look that makes him want to devour her whole. She raised her eyebrows and titled her head, waiting for his response. She knew she always had the upper hand when it came to flirting between them because even though they’ve been dating for four months he still turned into a stuttering mess around her. He was never this shy around girls, but with Kie all of that suave like debonair that he had completely vanished.

JJ licked his lips, “About how I really wanna fucking kiss you right now,”

Kiara tilted her face closer to his. Their noses brush and their foreheads rest against each other’s. “What’s stopping you?”

“Cigarette breath,” He chuckles, beginning to retract away from her until Kiara shakes her head and pulls his face back towards hers.

“I’ll live,” And he doesn’t even have time to rebuttal because she’s sliding her mouth over his before he could even part his lips to speak. He goes plaint at their mouths brushing, feeling completely weak kneed at her succulent lips that tasted of cherries from the chapstick that she always wears. Her kisses are soft, delicate but still ensue enough vigor that it makes him groan as he pulls her in for more.

“Did JB let you borrow the Twinkie tonight?” She posits curiously, pulling back from the kiss just enough to look into his eyes.

He’s a little hazy and dumbstruck from their wanton kisses, but nods his head in response. “Yeah, why?”

Kiara only pecks his lips before standing to her feet. She dusts off the back of her dress, thankful that it wasn’t covered in grass stains. She reached her hand outward to JJ, gesturing for him to accompany her. He’s eager as he clambers to his feet and follows her behind the back of the club to where the big, yellow van was parked.

“My break ends in three minutes and I’m pretty sure your parents are wondering where you are,” Kiara nodded, only halfway listening to JJ as she kissed him deeply through each of his sentences, each more vigorous and needy than the last. She’s straddling his lap, with her long prowling legs bracketing his hips while she sat atop of him. The hem of her dress has hiked up in the process, exposing the flesh of her upper thighs which JJ was massaging with his large hands.

“Jesus, Kie,” His hands slide beneath her dress, grazing her inner thighs. Her breath hitches, her bottom lip trembling. She shifts and wiggles her hips, needing to feel the heated friction of his body against hers. It causes both of them to gasp softly in each other’s mouths. “Kill me before I have to clock back in why don’t you?”

Kiara chuckles, dragging her lips down his neck and pressed open-mouthed kisses in every inch of skin that her mouth could reach.

JJ’s hands slid from underneath her dress in favor of resting on her waist. He pulls her closer to him (as if that’s even possible, they’re so close right now that there’s barely an inch of space between their bodies that wasn’t touching), tilting his head so that he’s able to steal a chaste kiss from her.

They’re now ravenously chasing each other’s lips, breathing heavily into each other’s mouth as they pampered one another with feverish kisses. Loud pants, soft whimpers and guttural groans fill the air. Her fingers are sinking into his hair, nails scraping against his scalp causing a delicious burn. His alarm ringing and his phone buzzing in pocket lets him know that his break is over. He kisses Kie one last time, it’s deep and slow, reflecting all of his emotions as he pampered her lips with a delicate heed.

Their lips retract with a soft wet sound.

Their lips are completely red and kiss-swollen. His eyes are blown wide and hazy, breathing hitched and heavy. “I’ll call you when I get home from work,”

“Or you can sleep over tonight.”

He nods, leaning forward to kiss her forehead. “Leave the window open for me?”

“I’ll wait up.”

They climb out of the Twinkie, holding hands as they made their way back towards the entrance. “See you later.” He says, releasing his hand from around hers before walking back inside. Kie glanced over at him as he walked to the back of the club, heading towards the kitchen. She slides back into her chair at the table and takes a few sips of water.

Her father, narrowed eyes and pinched brows looked over at her questioningly.

“Where’d you go?” He posits in inquiry.

“I told you, just outside for some fresh air.” She replied innocently with a shrug.

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reduciodepresso · 3 months

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The Outerbanks: Metamorphosis (Book III of JJ Maybank Fanfiction). From chapter 8!

#ao3 fanfic #jj maybank #jj maybank fanfiction #obx jj #the outer banks #jj maybank fan art #jj maybank x oc #obx smut #obx fic #obx

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quin-ns · 7 months

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Hiiii I love your fics! Was wondering if you’d write jj being the more submissive one and the reader taking advantage and messing with him since their friends would never notice? Maybe she takes it too far and he gets too riled up and it leads to dry humping.. him coming in his pants would be so hot wouldn’t it? 🫠

(sorry if this is too horny)

anon I love your brain… this was lowkey so fun I need to write more smut (I still have some more requests to get through so…) 👀

Tease (JJ Maybank x Reader)

Knowing the things you (and only you) knew about JJ, you liked to screw with him a little. Just for fun.

Like running your hand through his hair, letting his soft locks catch between your fingers so you could tug ever so slightly. Not hard, just enough to make him stumble over his words a little.

No one really caught on, so you got away with it.

Just like the times when he’d kiss you in front of all your friends and you’d let your hand linger on the front of his neck before gliding to rest on the back and pull him closer. You’d never been a fan of public displays of affection until JJ. The way he’d gasp against your lips before kissing you harder was worth it.

On more than one occasion your friends had joked about the two of you getting a room, or had heckled you for a kiss turning to a make out right in front of them. It didn’t bother you or JJ—in fact, you’d followed the first bit of advice more than once.

There were a lot of small things like that that you’d do mostly for your own amusement, but the most devious was probably what you were doing right now.

It was pretty late, basically night, and you two, plus your friends, were all sitting around John B’s porch. More specifically, JJ was sitting in a chair, and you were sitting in his lap. You were leaning against him with your legs thrown over the armrest. His hand loosely held your thigh, keeping you close.

Every once in a while, you’d sit up a little to whisper something into his ear. What you wanted to do to him, what you wanted him to do to you, the other colorful thoughts that were crossing your mind. You had to bite back laughter at the way his cheeks tinted pink and how his grip on your leg tightened as he tried to keep his cool.

You had perfected your sneakiness, being able to pick the right moments to do so. You always rejoined the conversation with no problem, but JJ had a bit of a harder time.

He started to get more fidgety, your teasing having an effect on him. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what was going on. The bulge in his pants pressing into you was pretty obvious.

You smiled a little to yourself as you waited to see what he’d do.

He broke sooner than you thought he would’ve. JJ tilted his head down, his lips resting by your ear.

“Can we go?” he whispered, not wanting anyone else to hear him.

JJ was never the type of guy to ask permission for anything—except with you. It was one of those fun little secrets you got to keep for just the two of you.

You pulled back to look at him, studying the way his pupils seemed to be wider and how he’d punctured his lip from biting it a little too hard.

If you had said no, he would’ve listened. He would’ve sat there and, for lack of a better term, probably creamed his jeans.

You thought about torturing him a little longer, but you were starting to feel just as needy as him.

“I think we’re gonna call it a night,” you announced calmly, faking a yawn. You got to your feet, smirking down at JJ. “You coming?”

He nearly choked, but grabbed your hand to leave when you extended it.

“See you guys later,” JJ managed, sounding more together than either of you seemed to expect.

Your friends all said goodnight, knowing you and JJ were a set. It wasn’t surprising that if you were leaving, he was too.

When you got off the porch, JJ took the lead and practically dragged you to your car. If you hadn’t been at your friend's house, you would’ve gone right to the back seat. Instead you got into the driver's side while JJ slammed the passenger door behind him with a huff.

“Chill out,” you teased as you started the engine.

“Your fault,” he accused, already squirming in his seat. “You’re the one that kept saying shit. You’re evil, you know that?”

You laughed, feeling his eyes on you while you drove. His glare wasn’t sincere, but you knew he was at least a little embarrassed.

“You love it,” you shot back. He didn’t argue because it was true. “I think it’s hot when you get all nervous.”

You pulled your car off down some old road that no one ever used. You parked on the side and shut off the car.

JJ registered what was happening almost immediately. You saw the way he perked up. Although, what really snapped him into action was when you climbed into the back seat.

“Care to join me?”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. The way clamored back was much less graceful than you had moved, but he was overcome with eagerness.

You let him lay you down and get on top of you, lips seeking out yours. He slotted himself between your legs and when he brushed against you, his hips jerked forward.

Whatever plans you hand flew out the window when JJ let out a deep moan and repeated the action—this time on purpose.

His body crushed yours beneath him, the kiss becoming sloppy as he focused more on the friction he was creating.

You held him against you, content to let him get off like this. Everything about the situation made your body flood with heat.

He trembled on top of you, and you knew he was getting close. JJ pulled back to look at you. He opened his mouth to speak, face flushed, looking like he only now just realized what he was doing.

“Keep going,” you urged in a whisper. Assurance was what he needed, you could see it in his desperate eyes. So, that’s what you gave him. “It’s okay, baby.”

JJ didn’t argue, instead grinding against you with more purpose, chasing his release. You swore you heard him whimper as his head dropped to your neck.

You let one of your knees bend, your leg almost wrapping around him. One hand reached to tangle into his hair. The light gasp at first contact quickly morphed into a moan when you pulled. His hips jerked, shoving harder between your legs. Even through the barriers of clothing, you could feel his cock throbbing.

Heavy pants escaped JJ lips, warming your skin. There was no space between your bodies as his arms wrapped under you, holding you against him. Like he couldn’t get enough.

You slid your hands beneath his shirt and raked your nails over his back, causing his whole body to shudder.

JJ groaned out your name, voice muffled against your skin as his hips began to stutter. His body tensed as he shoved forward. After a moment, he halted, completely pressed against you. It was like all the air left his lungs as he finished, warmth flooding both your body and the front of his pants.

He was still for a long moment, you could feel his heart racing and heard the ragged breaths he sucked in.

Before you could make a joke about him falling asleep, JJ lifted his head. He propped himself up with his arms and swallowed, coming down from his high.

You almost laughed when he sat back on his knees and looked down at himself, then at you.

“Fuck, I—I’m sorry,” he rushed out, face red.

That time, a chuckle did escape. You maneuvered yourself to sit up facing him.

You hummed, reaching for his face. You let your hand rub against his warm cheek.

“Don’t be,” you said, pulling him in for a kiss. Right before your lips pressed against his, you whispered, “It was hot.”

#jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x you #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank #outer banks #obx #asks #quin-ns writing #request #jj maybank smut

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@LONG FICS

★ Rafe Cameron

[ ★ ] Hate + approx. wc = 9.5k / estimated reading time / 20 minutes / 💢 / 🔞 / fem!reader

SUMMARY: two people hate how much they love each other

Love + approx. wc = 5k / 15 minutes / angst💢 / fem!reader

SUMMARY: love is a weakness, two people come to terms with how dangerous their love is, but it's impossible to leave. (part 2 of Hate)

Enough + approx. wc = 4.8k / estimated reading time / 15 minutes/ angst 💢 / fem!reader

SUMMARY: realizing that no matter what you do, no matter how much you love someone, you're still not enough

Indifference + approx. wc = 5.3k / estimated reading time / 17 minutes / 💢 / fem!reader

SUMMARY: there's a thin line between love and hate, but the real love killer is indifference.

★JJ Maybank

Three Seconds + approx. wc = 1.6k / estimated reading time / 5-7 minutes / angst 💢 / fem!reader

SUMMARY: three seconds is all it took for everything to fall apart

[ ★ ] And Yet.. + approx. wc = 3.9k / estimated reading time / 10 minutes / angst 💢 / fem!reader

SUMMARY: two people who shouldn't be together can't get themselves to leave (pt. 2 of three seconds)

[ ★ ] You + approx. wc = 4.3k / estimated reading time / 13 minutes / angst 💢 / happy ending / fem!reader

SUMMARY: one realizes that their person was standing right in front of them

[ ★ ] Guilty + approx. wc = 5.2k / estimated reading time / 14 minutes / 💢 / fem!reader

SUMMARY: it didn't matter that she did everything for him. it didn't matter that she loved him. insecurities ruin a great thing, love can't fix these problems

Wanted + approx. wc = 11.6k / estimated reading time / 25 minutes / 💢 / 🔞/ fem!reader

SUMMARY: in a world where someone had everything, she still got treated like she was nothing. all she wanted was to be wanted. (PT.2 to guilty)

★John B

coming soon

★Conrad Fisher

Ghost (coming soon) + approx. wc = 7k / estimated reading time / 17 minutes / angst💢 / fem!reader

SUMMARY: she tries to hold onto something he gave up on (haunted coded)

Not Her (coming soon) + approx. wc = 8k / estimated reading time/ 16 minutes / angst💢 / fem!reader

SUMMARY: she was too busy looking at him to notice he was never looking at her. he loves me, but loves her more

★Jeremiah Fisher

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imbestforyou · 9 months

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Hi, honey! Can you write a story about Jj maybank x kook reader? The reader behaves as if she were his mother. Even when she meets with the group, she only wants to cook and bring food for JJ and make him full. She loves JJ as if he were a child and always takes care of him.

it’s a need

requested - blurb

pairing: jj maybank x reader

summary: ^ read request

word count: 378

song rec: need by taylor swift (unreleased)

warnings: not edited, talk of fights, talk of lack of eating, fluff

authors note: hi anon! i didn’t know if you wanted a platonic or romantic relationship, so i wrote it as romantic but if you want me to re-do it send in another request being more specific! thank you for requesting 🤎

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“j! have you eaten today?” you say quietly as he’s getting up from the sand.

“uhm no baby, i’ll eat after i surf.” he starts picking up his surfboard to meet up with john and pope.

“you’re gonna get low blood pressure if you don’t eat something.”

“it’ll be okay babe.” and he left to surf leaving you alone with cleo, sarah, and kiara.

and though the girls were having interesting conversations about their boyfriends and drama in outer banks you couldn’t help but think about jj. scared that he would start feeling nauseous after putting so much energy into surfing.

“i’ll be right back.” you say before anyone can ask where you were going.

by the time you got back everyone was sitting on the sand sitting and talking. you can back with a basket full of sandwiches and drinks for everyone.

“baby!” jj waves and gets up to greet you. he presses a kiss to your cheek before asking where you had been.

“well i was worried about you not eating and we didn’t have any food so i brought some.”

this wasn’t a rare occurrence. no this happened quite often, particularly with jj. and everyone knew it too, they joked you were very compassionate about being a rock for jj. in reality all you wanted was for him to be safe and content with himself. so when he would show up at your mansion window with cuts and bruises you knew what to do. immediately going to get the first aid kit you had in your dresser.

“j you gotta stop getting into fights.” you would lecture him everytime. and he would explain everything about what happened and sometimes breakdown. but you would be there for him, cuddling him, getting him food, and sneaking him back out in the morning.

and even though you lived in a mansion with all the things you could ever want, you realized, jj is all you’ve ever needed.

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harleyharlot · 4 months

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THESE are some of my personal favourite fics, drabbles and imagines. i would give these creators a follow if i were you so that you can keep an eye on their amazing works! if i've mentioned your fic down below and i don't follow you, please let me know! let's become moots. again i will update this list as i go on to read more! ★

special mentions are highlighted in red! ★

-`♡´- (smut) ୨୧ (fluff) ⚡︎ (angst)

★ jj maybank

munch (@luxbub) -`♡´-

raw (@moremaybank) -`♡´-

feature me (@moremaybank) -`♡´-

mornings on vacation (@moremaybank) -`♡´-

the one where jj loves to have lunch with you (@mvybanks) ୨୧

jj fucking reader on his motorcycle (@stwrkeys) -`♡´-

banana pancakes (@https-florals) -`♡´- ୨୧

the one with your sundress (@https-florals) -`♡´-

fwb w/ jj (@rafesveryrealgf) ୨୧ ⚡︎

boyfriend material jj (@princessbrunette) ୨୧

★ miguel o'hara

nerd!miguel starts an only fans pt.1 (@cheonstapes) -`♡´-

nerd!miguel starts an only fans pt.2 (@cheonstapes) -`♡´-

overstimulating nerd!miguel (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

your boobs look heavy, let me hold them for you (@cheonstapes) -`♡´-

soft dom w/ nerd!miguel (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

desired fantasy (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

freak of nature (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

power play w/ nerd!miguel (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

eager miggy (@mybvalentine) -`♡´-

getting himself off on your shoe (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

★ oliver quick

cruel world (@coryosbaby) -`♡´-

★ rafe cameron

we have to be quiet rafe (@rafesveryrealgf) -`♡´-

★ coriolanus snow

life lessons (@coryosbaby)-`♡´-

teacher (@coryosbaby)-`♡´-

need someone older (@snowsinterlude) -`♡´-

pregnacy kink (@snowsinterlude) -`♡´-

★ sejanus plinth

life lessons (@coryosbaby) -`♡´-

teacher (@coryosbaby) -`♡´-

size kink (@coryosbaby) -`♡´-

i don't think you're gonna fit (@murdrdocs) -`♡´-

★ finnick odair

finnick, who loves watching you a bit too much (@motelofmermaids) -`♡´-

morning sex (@motelofmermaids) -`♡´-

★ felix catton

felix letting you play with his fingers (@tojigasm) ୨୧

if you have any fic recs that you want to suggest then please let me know, i love reading! also do let me know if you read any of my suggestions and show these creators the love that they deserve!

i love you all bb’s ★

#⋅˚₊ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅#jj maybank #miguel o'hara #oliver quick #rafe cameron #coriolanus snow #sejanus plinth #finnick odair #felix catton

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runningfrom2am · 9 months

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omg you should totally read these! (aka, runningfrom2am's fic recs)

hey guys! i just wanted to share a bunch of fics that i've read from some incredibly talented people on here that i think everyone should check out! and don't worry! i'll keep this updated as i find more fics that make my brain go brrrr :)

some of these fics contain nsfw content, so please please please protect yourselves and read the tags! stay safe out here friends :)

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 rafe cameron 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

untouchable, by @boneblushed (series)

secret admirer, by @winterrrnight

new light, by @outerbankies (series)

pink + white, by @madelynie

graduation, by @totalswag

don't delete the kisses, by @moonsgemini

you're on your own, kid, by @allsmilesreally7 (series)

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 jj maybank 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

revelations, by @slut4drudy

second choice, by @starryblueeyesandstarryblueskies

opposites attract, by @maybankswhore

wedding bells, by @maybankswhore

jj x deaf reader, by @randomoutsiders (blurb)

dying to tell you, by @obaex

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 drew starkey 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

fan behaviour, by @winterrrnight

dinner and sunsets, by @totalswag

make up, by @winterrrnight

green vase, by @madelynie (series)

valentine’s day surprise, by @precioustarkey

mi media naranja (my half-orange), by @r66dus

hellraiser, by @winterrrnight (insta au/series)

trouble in paradise, by @malfoycoffee

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 zach maclaren 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

a beautiful, drunken mess, by @winterrrnight

i'll be there for you, by @winterrrnight

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 coriolanus snow 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

kiss it better, by @venuslore

peace, by @writersblockiskillingme

snow melts, by @bonesandchalamet

money, power, glory, by @kitscutie

snow and roses, by @kitscutie (series)

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 sarah cameron 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

halley's comet, by @madelynie

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rafeyybabyy · 11 months

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✨may 2023 fic recs✨

please please please reblog to show your support for these incredible creators! and please check out/reblog their work!

also if anyone would like to send me fics to read i would love that!

this rec list includes fics for: bucky barnes, sam winchester, rafe cameron, jj maybank, negan smith, rick grimes, chris evans, and harry styles

bucky barnes

designated spider killer - @morsmordre-writes

“yelena accidentally plays matchmaker, bucky pretends he doesn’t want to live out his friends to lovers dream, and you’re just trying to live your life… to bad a stalker wants to be apart of it.”

sam winchester

we could stay - @imaginesfordifferentfandoms

“help me i’m doing hit on at a bar please be my fake boyfriend for a second”

rafe cameron

fair play - @laiiaaa

“you spend a sleepy morning with rafe”

one step forward - @biisexualemma

“rafe tried to help you out”

jj maybank

paradise on earth - @xreaderbooks

“y/n routledge was just an ordinary girl from the wrong side of the island in north carolina, school is out and a summer of keggers, surfing, and denying for feelings for her brothers best friend awaits her. that is until her brother john b and her friends find clues to a treasure her and john b’s dad spent his entire life searching for.”

the part where you kiss me - @laiiaaa

“you’re stuck with the job of getting a very drunk, very lovesick jj into bed”

negan smith

love made me crazy - @velvetcloxds

“falling for negan while he’s still being kept in his cell in alexandria has you questioning your sanity”

rick grimes

four words - @murd0cksl0ver

just some good rick fluff

chris evans

out of left field - @time-for-a-library

“after 29 years of friendship with chris, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for him. when he finds himself in the midst of a PR nightmare at the same time your ex-boyfriend starts lurking around every corner, you enter a mutually beneficial, strictly PR relationship to save his career and keep your ex away”

harry styles

Jamaica causes lines to blur for Harry and best friend!Y/N - @harryisalrightig

“jamaica causes lines to blur for harry and best friend!y/n”

honey, i’m home! - @meetmeonafineline

“in which harry stiles and up and coming writer, y/n y/l/n, have been close friends for years. but when a photo posted to y/n’s instagram leads his fans to suspect the man in the picture is harry, and that the two are perhaps more than friends.

with her debut novel coming out, and the release of his second solo album, what will be revealed?”

latina!reader x harry universe - @avatar-anna

“a compiled list of all of harry and latina!reader’s adventures together”

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thewriterg · 2 years

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♡︎sick and sound♡︎

Pairing(s): JJ Maybank x Fem!reader, Pope Heyward x Fem!reader, John B x Fem!reader, Kiara Carrera x Fem!reader —could be read as romantic or platonic—

Summary: It was officially Fall your favorite season of the year but there always seemed to be a negative with a positive with came the crisp air, burnt orange leaves, and pumpkin spice everything was flu season —flufftober; day 4–

Word count: 1.1k+

Warning(s): Sickness, mentions of throwing up, fluff and language

A/n: —GIF’s aren’t mine— So I’m kinda scared of pumpkin flavored things I haven’t had something pumpkin since I was like 11 and I hated it so I’m gonna try it again (you guys have +1 more fic coming tdy :)

First it started with your occasional sniffles and dry eyes but you just brushed it off as your seasonal allergies nothing big, nothing major, nothing to worry about.

Then came the coughing, runny nose, and feeling if you sneezed to hard you would puke and so you finally accepted the fact that you were sick so there you were laying in bed on October 4th watching Hocus Pocus for the 20th time and drinking green tea dozing in and out of sleep

The pogues couldn’t be anymore worried about you than they already were you were MIA in October your favorite month and to top it off you favorite season usually you would have already dragged them to Spirit, volunteered you all to help set up a pumpkin patch, and the only thing they would have smelled is cinnamon, vanilla, and pumpkin

The group had brushed it off the first two days of the month thinking maybe you were off planning or shopping for Halloween decorations you had enough of and didn’t need

But ever since yesterday night when you’d dropped of Things to make sandwiches, boxed pancake mix and two of the biggest pans of Lasagna any of them had ever seen just on the doorstep they couldn’t help but start to panic

JJ was pacing holes in the floor, Kie was contacting any and everyone who she knew knew you, John B was on his third can of beer at 11am, and Pope.. Pope was the only person thinking rationally at that moment

“You all need to calm down, How about we just stop at her house and if she’s not there we can drive around the island alright?” Pope was the one calming them all down but the more Kie called you and you didn’t answer the more anxiety rose in his chest

“Okay yea, yea.” JJ nodded his head in agreement the look on his face stating as if he were going over the plan in his head a million times

“You’re tipsy and drive like a grandma” JJ muttered as he was the first one out of the door rushing the pogues to hurry and pick up their feet before all four teens were loaded in the Twinkie driving off to your house

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You had dragged you sock covered feet from your bathroom that had connected to your room back into bed the crackers you had tried to consume to put something light and airy in you but your stomach disagreed with you wholeheartedly by the time you were on the fifth cracker you felt the intense need to gag and soon went the crackers back up the hatchet

You were quite literally miserable.

You had tried to go back to sleep because your body was entirely worn and exhausted but your stuffy nose was making it difficult to breathe and you couldn’t keep your hands away from you face Especially with your eyes that itched dearly

You began to think that you were sicker than you though or if your brain were messing with you because you could swear you could hear someone in your house

There was nothing wrong with it your padlock key was the only security you really used for your house you never used the second lock just for anyone of your friends around the island needed a place to crash they had the code but you still weren’t expecting anyone

Sliding out of bed and throwing a robe over your tank top and shorts the cool air not being something you were a fan of at the moment before opening your bedroom door stepping into the hall before beginning to trail down your steps

By the time you made it to the landing of the staircase you came into view you came Into contact with 4 pairs of wide eyes before JJ tackled into you ill body with a hug you returned it softly before pushing him away which he furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head like a kicked puppy at

“I don’t want to get you sick” You muttered your voice raspy and throat sore it hurt to speak unless you were whispering like a church mouse before you burst into a fit of coughs and Pogues couldn’t help but wince it sounded as bad a nails against a chalkboard and by the look on your face they could tell it hurt.

“We don’t care if you get us sick, you always take care of us and we have to return the favor” John B piped up as the rest of the group nodded in agreement and you couldn’t help but tiredly smile muttering a grateful okay

John B came up the small amount of stairs that put a distance in between all of you lifting you of the ground his arm coming under your thighs while you rested you head on his shoulder before Kie followed behind you both while JJ and Pope made their way towards the kitchen

When you entered your room Kie began to pick up the pillows that had fell on the floor leaning them against your head board making up Your bed while John b had yet to put you back on your own two feet while he bounced you up and down like a baby

Somehow you weren’t complaining it made you feel sleepy and sending how you couldn’t stay asleep for more than ten minutes you were grateful for the motions

It was at least five minutes of John B’s consistent bouncing before he felt a heavier weight on his shoulder and your soft breaths tickling his neck to indicate your peaceful slumber Kie had just finish up making your bed more comfortable and switching out your practically empty tissue box for a new one

John b carefully approached your bed lowering you softly onto the mattress as you shuffled before settling back in JJ and Pope came through the door with 5 bowls of chicken noodle soup they found in your cabinet heating on the Stove than adding a few spices and precut vegetables to add a little something

Kie hurriedly shushed the boys pointing to your sleeping figure which they started at sheepishly before Passing out the bowls of soup to the point there were only one more left over that they sat on vanity closest to your TV

The pogues crowded around you whisper shouting at who should be closest to you squeezing one your queen sized mattress before dozing off or continuing to watch the movie you had on

That day you laid in between four squished body’s sick and sound.

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