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sageworld · 7 months

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The Christmas Kids • Rafe Cameron. (part II)

“the christmas kids were nothing but a gift,

and love is a tower where all of us can live.”

he was really sweet in the beginning but then something changed

WARNINGS • Cheating, mentions of sex work, reader catches an STD, overall just a upsetting chapter

christmas kids masterlist; here

06/13/2021

it had been hours and you couldn’t stop the tears. you laid yours’ & rafe’s half full bed in your pajamas sobbing your eyes out.

1:34am

your bed side clock read, rafe still wasn’t home he had texted you saying he was going out with top & kelce to watch the football game at the local bar around 7:30 & that was the last you heard from him.

you ponder back onto the events that had happened before that. you had walked into your local planned parenthood, complaints of vaginal pain, slime like discharge & a overall smell that you’d been insecure about for about two days now.

“hi mrs. cameron, im maddy & i’ll be your nurse today. i see on file that you want to get STD tested today.” your nurse greets you while closing the door behind her.

“yes, i’ve been having some issues and i just wanna make sure.” the small talk continues on for some time before she gives you the small green lidded cup & you head to the bathroom.

as you finish your business you leave it in the small metal box in the bathroom, going back to wait in the nurses office like directed. the nerves running through you.

bing

your phone buzzed.

rafey💍🧿: hey babe, just checked your location. wyd?

y/n: just been having some cramp issues is all.

you put your phone down when the nurse comes back in, your phone binging as you do so but you choose to ignore it.

“hi again, so we got your results back & unfortunately you’ve tested positive for chlamydia.” you don’t hear much past that. trying to swallow down the lump in your throat, focusing on trying not to cry in her office.

“mrs.cameron?” she tries to gain your attention to which you look up to her from your chair, teary eyed. “you will have to alert all partners you’ve been with-.” “i’ve only been with my fiancé, they’re must be some mistake.” the tears start to fall.

“i know this is hard, you should recommend your fiancé come in for some testing as well.” she rubs your back. “i want to be tested again, there must’ve been a mistake.” you sob, feeling the headache coming.

“mrs. cameron, we can test again but i can assure you that you’re positive for it, im gonna prescribe you some antibiotic that you can pick up at any local pharmacy.”

fast forward back to now, over pondering on the events of the day. your heart aches, you knew rafe. you knew of his infidelities but the thought never crossed your mind that he wasn’t using protection.

a nervous rumble fills your belly as you hear the roar of his trucks engine pulling up in your drive way.

2:57am

your clock now reads, football game my ass.

you knew he was never really watching football, rafe had more than a few addictions. somewhere in between the cocaine and money, strippers had fell into it. there was a club about 30 minutes away on the mainland that you’d seen rafe’s location at a few times. and after a few text searches you knew top & kelce had always gone with him.

at first you didn’t think it was bad, you’d looked at other guys before while in the relationship, hell for your eighteenth girls sleepover your friends got you a male stripper as a joke. that was until you woke up and saw nearly 2900 had been withdrawn from your & rafe’s account. it didn’t say what on but you could only assume he had taken out cash.

as time went on & it got worse, you could only wonder. why them?

he was engaged to you but he always found his way back to them. why couldn’t you be good enough? it felt like no matter how many hours you spent in the gym, no matter how clean and lean you ate it wasn’t enough. you always wondered if he was bored of your body, seeing the same things over and over again. but, that’s not much of a topic you should be thinking about.

you try and contain your sobs as he opens your bed room door, stumbling over to you. it’s clear he thinks your asleep. “mm sweet kitty.” he slurs, liquor taken over him as he bends over the bed to plant a kiss on your forehead.

you don’t move or dare open your eyes even after you hear the door to your master bathroom shut & the shower water turn on.

you shove your face into the pillow and quietly sob, the pillow nearly soaked from the hours you’d spent crying, salivating & snot running onto it.

3:26 am

you quickly open your eyes to see the time as the bathroom door opens again, he turns off the light before hopping into his side of the bed, cuddling you under the covers. even though your backs faced to him you can now smell rafe and not some cheap whoreish perfume.

you debating for a bit, should i tell him or wait till tomorrow

but as soon as you get ready to turn you hear his soft snores.

6:24 am

despite the lack of sleep you’re up early & cannot stand the idea of staying cuddled up with rafe. you quietly get up and sneak away, grabbing a cute gym two piece set.

after doing a few hygiene things and grabbing the essentials, gym bag, pre work out, stanley, airpods & a small protein bar for the road you’re off.

working out was always a good way to clear your mind, just put your airpods in and focus on you.

your body drips in sweat as you’re 30 flights into your stair master. you’d done a few other things and had been here for god knows how long.

buzz buzz buzz

your airpods ring in your ears.

FaceTime call: Rafey🧿💍

you hesitate to answer but decide to anyways.

“mm kitty, why’d you run off so early?” rafe answers, sleepy voice and still in bed.

“just wanted to get out the house.” you simply answers,looking down to focus on the stairs. “should’ve woken me up i would’ve come.” rafe frowns. you shrug on the camera, “what’s wrong?” rafe asks, your attitude upsetting him.

“nothing just have somethings i need to talk to you about when i get home.” you can tell what you said make rafe anxious as his eyes open a bit.

“really kitty? about what?” his voice holds excitement. ok so maybe not nervous.

“im finishing up here and i’ll tell you when i get home.” the conversation goes on for a bit longer with rafe just wanting you to tell him but untimely he agrees for you to tell him at home, after saying your goodbyes and love yous, you make your descend off the machine.

you don’t wanna go but decide it’s for the best, packing your stuff into your gym bag & making your way out the door.

it feels all too soon as you walk into the front door of your house, the tv playing loudly. it’s a saturday so rafe’s off today, the sound off last nights football games highlights playing.

“hi kitty.” rafe smiles, man spread on the couch still in his pajama pants and no shirt. “hey rafe.” you say blandly, the sight of him disgusting you. “c’mere kitty, what’d you wanna talk to me about.” he pats his lap for you to sit. “i-i think i’m gonna shower first.” the definitely wasn’t a conversation you wanted to have with rafe.

you were sure, rafe knew you knew he was cheating. yet the one or two times you had even slightly brought it up he shut it down saying he didn’t know what you were talking about. you knew he saw your face when you once saw a hickey left on his neck that wasn’t from you. when you can smell another woman on him, when he comes home at the late hours of the night/early hours of the morning.

“no, no. i have to shower too but let’s talk first.” rafe’s voice is soft, inviting it usually is when rafe thinks he gonna get home kind of good news from you. what does he think i wanna talk about?

“rafe, have you been using protection like when you’re having sex?” the lump in your throat forms as rafe sits his body up completely, nervous look on his face. “well uh-kitty we don’t use condoms but you’re on your birth control.” he runs his hand through his hair, a tall tale sign he’s nervous or feels like he’s been caught.

“not with me rafe and, i swear to god if you’re not honest with me i will walk right back out that door and i will not come back.” you’re frustration only grows.

“i-i usually do but just sometimes i don’t but i promise when i don’t i pull out or-or-or i make them take a plan b in front of me i swear.” rafe stands fidgeting with his hands as he steps closer to you. “whyre you asking me this?” rafe stops in front of you, voice shaking.

“i went to planned parenthood yesterday & turns out i have chlamydia. we both know you’re the only one i’ve ever been with so, yeah.” you nod your head, a tear falling as you bite your lip.

“so you’re not pregnant?” rafe’s head hangs low as he reaches for you, making you step back. “why the actual fuck would i be pregnant?” is that what he thought?

“well i saw you went there yesterday and you said cramps but i knew you weren’t on your period because we’ve been having sex like everyday, so i just thought.” rafe explains, grabbing his hair in both hands before letting out a breath of air & before you know it he’s hyperventilating.

“r-rafe, calm down.” you wanna tell him it’s okay just to get him out of this state but it’s not okay, it’s not fair to you. you walk up to him and he begins to slowly place himself on the ground, one hand on his chest and one still in his hair and he tries to find his rhythm to breath. “rafe you need to calm down, now.” your tone more stern as you get down next to him.

“i’m so sorry my kitty, im so fucking sorry.” he sobs into your stomach. “rafe, stop fucking cry please and let’s talk.” you’re over it at this point. you’ve been cheated on, embarrassed & given an std by the man who’s supposed to love you the most & he’s here crying.

he looks up to you, shocked by your tone. “o-okay.” he sniffles, sitting his back up against the side of the couch.

“i’m just going to keep it simple rafe. i want you to go to planned parenthood for antibiotics, i want you to stop fucking these bitches, i expect you home by no later than 10:00pm and if you can’t do that then the weddings off.” you shrug and let out a sigh at the last part. “o-okay, i-i promise.” he stutters out when suddenly it hits him, “please don’t take away the weddding.” his sobs almost remind you of a child who’s favorite toy has been taken as he goes back to crying into your stomach.

“rafe, we’re still getting married as long as you get your shit together.” you sigh, scratching his scalp with your acrylic nails which you know he loves.

“i swear baby, im gonna ma-make this right.”

god i hope so.

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natti-ice · 23 days

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18+ mdni

This came to me before falling asleep😭

Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3

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Jerking him off in front of a standing mirror, making him watch himself crumble under your touch as you pump his length from behind, you can see every bead of sweat glistening off his body as he tries to fight the pleasure. His pathetic little whimpers travel to your ears and you hold his head still so he has to watch you tormenting his aching cock. “Fuck- I- mmm, gonna cum” his weak voice calls out before shooting his load all over the glass, you chuckle as you watch it roll down slowly, creating a abstract image as aftermath of what just happened.

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stormberry-12 · 1 year

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

my woman ~ jj maybank x reader

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

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

pairing: jj x innocent!fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"i don't know jay..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"your girl?" you giggled.

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

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

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#jj maybank blurb #jj maybank #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank x reader #obx fanfiction #outer banks #john b routledge #kiara carrera #pope hayward #sarah cameron #innocent reader #obx

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baocean · 1 year

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NOT INTERESTED - JJ MAYBANK

Summary: your friends have been trying to set you and JJ up all summer, they just don’t know one tiny detail

Pairing: JJ x pogue!reader

Warnings: none

“Kie, how many times will it take to get it through your head that I’m not interested?” You groaned, turning away from her.

She followed you off the porch of the chateau. “Cmon, just think about it. You and JJ have so much in common. It would be like…like a power couple.”

“No. Not a chance.”

Kiara had been going on about you and JJ all summer, Pope, John B, and Sarah too. Trying to push JJ and you together.

They had fifty bucks that the two of you would start dating by the time school started. Someone was going to be broke.

You joined the boys and Sarah over on the dock, Kie following swiftly behind.

“So?” John B asked Kie once she sat down, out of breath.

“I got nothing, but I’m not giving up.” She said, giving you a smug look. Your friends laughed. JJ and you exchanged an annoyed expression.

“Maybe y’all should just give up. I’m not even sure y/n here likes boys.” JJ spoke, slinging his arm up and over the wood.

Your mouth fell open and you flipped him off, rolling your eyes as he laughed.

He was right though, while the other pogues were flirting with anyone and everyone, you were off with, well, JJ.

“I like boys. Just not you, JJ.”

“Oh, that explains all the guys you get.”

“Not like you’re getting any action either, pretty boy.” You gave him a wicked smile, letting him know that two could most definitely play at that game.

“Oh, I am certainly getting action.” His head tipped to the side. You grimaced.

“Gross, dude.” Pope groaned, shaking his head.

It was quiet for a minute, just you and JJ looking at each other, with your friends surrounding.

“Would you look at the time? We’ve got to go!” Sarah looked at her phone, pulling John B up with her, Kie and Pope following suite.

You rolled your eyes again, peaking over at JJ. He wasn’t even trying to hide the smirk that was painted across his face.

As your friends giggled and ran off the dock, JJ chuckled. He scooted closer to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

“Now that we’re alone,” He trailed off, leaning in.

“JJ, our friends are right there.” You turned and pointed towards one of the big trees in John B’s backyard.

Sure enough, four pairs of eyes were staring back at us, disappearing once you two looked their way.

“But babe, I haven’t kissed you all day.” JJ whined. He threw his head on your shoulder in protest.

“You’re the one that came up with that stupid plan.” You told him.

JJ and you had already been dating since last summer, but it wasn’t something we planned on telling your friends anytime soon.

For half of your relationship, you two were pretty much terrified of telling your friends that you were dating, afraid of what it would do to the group. So you and JJ kept it a secret.

When you realized our friends were trying to set you up with your boyfriend at the end of the school year, your relationship turned into a game of how long could you go until your friends found out. JJ had come up with the plan.

“Baby, just one kiss. One peck, that’s it.” He tried again, leaning up to look you.

He peaked down at your lips as he smiled, knowing you were gonna give in soon enough.

You guys had pretty much lasted all summer without your friends catching on. You sort of wanted to fool them until the first day of school.

“No, J. You decided until the end of summer and then we’d tell them. Who am I to go against your plan?” You gave him a sweet, sick smile.

You suggested you tell your friends the second you found out they weren’t going to be mad. JJ had other plans.

“I’m overruling this plan. Let’s make out right now.” He pulled you into his lap in a swift second and placed his hands loosely on your legs.

“JJ-,” You laughed as he cut you off with a kiss.

JJ’s kisses were like your drug, because you couldn’t remember how long you were kissing his lips and neck before your friends ran back down the dock.

Kie got there first, screaming as the two of you pulled apart.

“I just won fifty bucks!” She yelled, throwing her hands in the air. Pope and John B shook their heads, watching Kie dance. Sarah was leaning against John B, giving you a smug look.

“I dunno, babe. Should we just pretend this is our first kiss?” JJ grinned at you as you slid off his lap. He stood up with you, standing behind you and linking his arms around your shoulders.

Kie’s smile dropped, along with her hands. “What the fuck did you just say?”

The rest of your friends looked just as confused as Kie did.

“No, nothing.” JJ played it off, placing his head on yours.

“We’ve been dating since last year.” You spoke over your boyfriend, slightly annoyed by his game playing.

It looked like Pope’s eyes were going to fall out of his head. John B and Sarah shared a confused expression.

“Huh?” Was all Kie could muster. You looked at your bestfriends, certain that your boyfriend behind you was sharing the same look you were.

“So does that mean we win the fifty bucks? It would be great for the date we have planned tomorrow night.” JJ joked.

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miley1442111 · 1 month

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navigation :)

hi, i'm miley, i'm 18 and irish :) requests are open!

send in requests for anyone from criminal minds, outerbanks, the bear, mcu, top gun, or hunger games but these are the main people I write for:

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drewsephrry · 18 days

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can't and won't get over this

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variety-fangirl · 2 years

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Love Me or Let Me Go / JJ Maybank x fem!reader

Part 1 here

Summary: after confessing to JJ that you had been in love with him for months, your relationship shifted and changed completely. Neither knew how to act anymore, but Pope helped to pick up the pieces.

Warnings: swearing, drinking, angst, sad reader and sad JJ :(, mentions of not eating properly (skipping meals, eating little amounts)

Authors note: part 2 as promised my lovelies, I hope you all enjoy! I decided to shift things and some parts from JJ's point of view also, so I hope everyone likes it 😁 I'm so glad people wanted a part 2 😊.

Word count: 3.7k

It had been two weeks since you confessed your feelings to JJ, and it had been the hardest week of your life. You and JJ had never gone this long without talking, texting, or seeing one another. It was usually no more than two days at most, and by the time you finally did see one another, you'd be inseparable. So to go a whole two weeks without talking or seeing him was absolute hell, he wasn't just the person you were in love with, he was your best friend.

He was the missing piece that made you feel whole, he was literally your soulmate. Since that first day of school when you both met as kids, that was the day you both became one being. You felt like your whole body was numb, fading into nothing. You didn't want to lose him as a friend but you couldn't help the way you felt about him. And you weren't sure you could push those feelings aside any longer.

The first week was spent mostly crying and locked away in your room, the only people you allowed in were the rest of the group. Pope visited the most, almost every day, to check on you. You and Pope had always been close but in these last few weeks, your friendship had grown. And you were thankful for that because without realising it, that was what you needed. Everyone had grown to be concerned about you in these two weeks, even your parents and little sibling had noticed that you weren't yourself.

Everyone quickly put two and two together, realising that JJ wasn't coming around. Your family were used to seeing the blonde headed boy, having him over for dinner quite often and letting him crash on the couch whenever he needed to. So your family quickly understood something had happened but didn't want to pry.

Pope knocked on the door of y/n's house, waiting for someone to answer. Y/n's mother answered with a friendly smile on her face, a sad expression lurking behind. "Oh Pope, come in!" She greeted, ushering the boy in. Closing the door she asked for him to wait a moment, "can you take this up to her? She hasn't eaten today." She asked with a frown. He nodded, "of course! I'll try to knock some sense into her." She nodded gratefully and returned to the kitchen. Pope reached y/n's door, knocking gently. "Who is it?" Pope hardly recognised your voice, it was raspy and filled with sadness. "It's me," Pope announced, walking in once you agreed. He was instantly saddened when he took in your appearance, noticing the barely touched plate of food from that morning. He sighed and made his way over, placing the plate in front of you.

"Come here." Pope held out his arms for you, watching as you immediately crawled towards him. He uncrossed his legs, allowing you to sit between them as he held you. The second his arms wrapped around you, you crumbled. The tears instantly fell, cascading down your cheeks like a waterfall. You sobbed into Pope's chest, gripping the back of his shirt as tight as you could. He hushed you softly, "it's okay, let it out." As he placed his chin lightly on your head. You weren't sure how long you stayed like this, embraced in Pope's arms but neither bothered to move until you felt better.

Pope sat down next to you, sitting with his legs crossed. You were sitting with your knees to your chest, hugging them tightly. Your head lay on the top of your knees, facing him but you weren't looking at him. Pope noticed the glassy tired look in your eyes, they were red and puffy from crying. Pope felt awful that he couldn't take the hurt away or make you feel better. It pained him to see his friend in such pain.

He was pissed at JJ, how could he not see how amazing you were? How could he not want to be with her? No one had ever fully accepted JJ so completely, flaws and all as you had. Not even John B, so how could he hurt the person who loved him the most? Pope just couldn't understand, he felt his heartbreak for you. He could see how much you were struggling without him.

By the second week, you had managed to stop crying as often. Able to mostly keep it together for those around you who were concerned. Kie and Sarah had just left, you had been able to spend the last two hours enjoying the moment without a single thought of JJ. Which was a first, until they had left at least. You made your way downstairs to have dinner with your family for the first time in a week, finally feeling good enough to leave the safety of your bedroom.

Your family looked shocked, not expecting to see you but we're happy nonetheless. Despite not expecting to see you, a place at the table had been set for you, which made you smile. "What can I do to help?" You asked with a small smile, giggling when your mother rushed towards you with open arms.

You sat with your family eating your mother's homemade spaghetti bolognese, missing the taste of a full meal. You had lost your appetite all week, not being able to stomach large amounts of food. So you were grateful that you were finally able to eat normally once again. Your younger sister smiled at you, passing you some bread, happy to have you mostly back to normal. You watched as your mother and father chatted about work, playfully making jokes towards one another.

You watched as your father teased your mother lovingly, placing a peck on her pouting lips with a laugh. She giggled, not being able to stay mad at him for long. You sighed silently to yourself, feeling sadness overcome you. But you refused to let it ruin your time with your family, so you simply sat there and ate your food.

JJ sat on the porch of the chateau with a beer in hand, it had been five days since you had confessed your feelings for him. He was struggling not seeing you or talking to you at all, he wasn't used to being without his best friend. You helped to keep him sane and grounded, you always looked after him and never judged him. You were more than he could have asked for in his life and he had just thrown all that away. JJ placed his head in his hands, pulling at his hair in anger.

John B walked outside, leaning against the doorframe and observing his best friend. He felt bad for him, seeing him struggle but he had also seen how bad you were suffering also. He was torn. "Hey man." John B announced his presence to his friend, taking the seat opposite JJ. JJ raised his head to look at his friend, tears in his eyes.

"I fucked up big time, didn't I?" JJ whispered, looking at his friend sadly. John B nodded, giving him a sympathetic look. JJ stood up aggravated with himself and threw his bottle across the grass, watching as it smashed. John B went and stood with his friend, grabbing his shoulder. "How do you feel about her?" John B questioned, wanting to know. Everyone wondered, JJ hadn't told anyone how he'd felt about his best friend.

JJ laughed bitterly, "I've been in love with her for years man." JJ shook his head at himself, annoyed that he didn't answer you back that night. "Dude are you serious?! So then why didn't you say that to her days ago?" John B asked, his eyebrows knitted in confusion. JJ groaned, "because I'm a fucking idiot, okay?! Every time I've tried to tell her I've chickened out because I didn't think she would fall for someone like me, I'm a mess! Hence why we are in this situation." He huffed to himself, giving his best friend a sad look.

The sound of a car alerted the two boys, John B and JJ looked over in the direction of the noise confused. Pope got out of his father's car, slamming the door behind him. "Oh, he's pissed. At me right?" JJ questioned, already knowing the answer. John B shook his head amused, knowing Pope was going to argue with JJ.

"I've just visited y/n, do you know how much you've hurt her?!" Pope yelled, making his way over to the blonde-headed boy. "How is she?" JJ questioned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Pope looked at him dumbfounded, "how is she?! Hmm, let me see. She hasn't stopped crying in days, she's barely eating and she refuses to leave her room. Does that sum up how she's doing?!" Pope was enraged with JJ's typical attitude, at that moment he wanted to punch his friend.

"That's fine! I can manage that, I think." JJ mumbled the last part, more to himself than the other two. Was he able to go any longer without seeing or speaking to you? He wasn't sure. But he supposed he'd have to. All JJ knew was that he needed to get you back and as more than just his best friend this time. "Okay, here's the plan," Pope muttered, pulling the two boys in to discuss what to do.

"Fuck!" JJ yelled, even more, pissed at himself than he was before. He felt like such an arse, he'd broken his best friend's heart. The person he loved more than anything, "I've fucked it up and I don't know to unfuck it!" JJ yelled, pulling at his hair. He didn't know what to do, he was stuck in a difficult position. "Help me, Pope. Help me get her back, i-i need her man." JJ could feel the tears welling in his eyes, clouding his vision. He turned from his friends, wiping his eyes.

He knew he'd fucked up big time but he needed you back, he couldn't imagine his life without you in it permanently. He'd his feelings in for long enough. "Fine, but she needs time to feel better first. You haven't seen how she's been, man." Pope sighed, remembering how broken and defeated you'd looked as he left.

Two weeks of not seeing or speaking to JJ had been absolute hell. You had been tempted on many occasions to call or text him. You had sat on your bed multiple times in the last week, pulling out your phone and hovering over JJ's contact. But you would back down last minute, thinking it better not to. You had sat there wondering if he had wanted to contact you as well, you hoped he would have but he never did. Which broke your heart further.

You had managed to pull yourself together mostly, not having cried for a few days. Pope had messaged you that morning asking you to get ready by 7 and to meet him outside your home. You had asked why but he refused to tell you, saying it was a secret. So by 6:30, you had eaten, showered and shaved, and gotten dressed in a tank top and shorts.

By 6:45 you were sitting on your bed anxiously, your knee bouncing up and down in one spot. A nervous habit you had. You were unsure what Pope was up to, your stomach felt knotted for some reason. You decided to go downstairs and let your parents know about the plans, knowing they would be more than happy that you were finally leaving the house.

"Hey, I'm going out for a while, meeting with Pope, Sarah, and Kie. I'll see you guys later." You hugged your family and walked out the door, heading towards the beach to meet the three. Sarah and Kie had rung you last-minute letting you know they would be joining, which was of course okay with you. You were happy to spend time with them, you just hoped JJ wouldn't turn up.

The sun was setting beautifully, a warm yellow-orange glow shining upon you. You spotted your three friends standing together, chatting about something you couldn't hear. "Hey!" You called, reaching the group with a smile. The first genuine happy smile you'd had in two weeks, which the group picked up on. "Hey! You look a lot better, healthy!" Kie commented on your appearance, making you giggle lightly.

"Thanks, Kie." You shook your head amused. Sarah and Pope looked at her annoyed, "really? Healthy?" Pope asked dumbfounded, Kie raised her hands in defence. "Sorry, sorry!" She laughed. "So! What are we doing here exactly? You guys were very vague on the phone?" You smiled, curious as to what you'd all be doing but grateful to be out of the house. The sun felt good on your skin, the light warm breeze nipping at your legs.

"You need to trust us, okay?" Pope smiled, waiting as you frown. You laughed, "no way! Every time I trust you guys I either get shot at, chased, or in trouble with the law!" You shook your hands around, turning away from them. You were grabbed by two pairs of arms, making you grumble unhappy. You frown at the three as you were turned around. "No, no, no. Come on, you trust me don't you?" Pope questioned with a raised eyebrow, he knew you did.

You huffed, "yes I do!" You announced annoyed, but you knew that none of them would put you openly in any danger unless you were all together. "Let's go then!" Sarah called happily, a big smile on her face. You couldn't help but smile in return, there was just something about Sarah Cameron's smile, she won people over effortlessly. Sarah linked arms with you and eyed you secretly, I hope this works, she thought.

They led you down onto the beach, allowing you to remove your sandals. You carried them in your hand, looking around curiously. The beach was empty apart from you guys and the silence allowed you to feel peaceful. They led you down the sand to a secluded corner, large rocks and trees covering the view of the road and pathway. You looked around confused when you noticed a little picnic area set up, blankets covering the sand so you could sit.

There was a bunch of food and drinks poking out the open lid of the basket. Pope, Sarah, and Kie gave you large smiles, positioning you where they wanted you. You turned to face them, your back to the picnic, "what is this guys?" You asked confused, pointing to the area. You noticed them walking away from you quickly, "where the hell are you going? Leaving me alone here! Guys?!" You yelled as they laughed, running away from you.

You watched as John B jumped out from behind the rocks and ran away with the three, "you two John B?! What the fuck guys?" You yelled again, you waved your arms around annoyed. "What is this?" You pointed, turning to look at the picnic, only to be met with a sheepish looking JJ scratching the back of his neck. You groaned annoyed, "traitors!" You yelled at the group who were walking away together.

They turned to look at you, giving you both thumbs up, "good luck!" You knew that was aimed at JJ. You sighed, turning to face JJ fully. You looked at the blonde-headed boy, he wore a button-up white shirt with four buttons undone. He wasn't wearing his usual cap, his hair was messy in a sexy way. He wore a pair of dark grey shorts and his favourite pair of shoes were placed by the picnic. He looked absolutely delicious and tempting, but you refused to show your attraction to the boy.

"Hey," JJ muttered, feeling extremely nervous. You could decide to just walk away, and never want to speak to him again. JJ could feel his palms sweating, his stomach churning nervously. He was terrified of losing you completely, you were his everything. Maybe he had already lost you, the thought made him panic. Oh God, what if I've already lost her? Shit, I'm such a fucking idiot. "JJ?" you called, noticing he looked like his mind was elsewhere.

You raised your eyebrow at the boy, waiting for his explanation. "Shit, sorry. What did you say?" He asked nervously, rubbing the back of his neck? "I asked what all this is for?" You replied, pointing to the picnic. You were nervous beyond belief, not having seen him in a while. The person responsible for your broken heart, but the same person who made you feel so many emotions. You were conflicted on how to feel right now.

"When I first noticed things were different between us, more than just friendship, I was terrified. I got scared, I've never had someone love me in the ways you do. You've never once judged me, you always stood by my side even when I would do some stupid shit." You both laughed at that part, remembering all the times you'd come to his aid, "you've always been my partner in crime, and you've always made sure I was taken care of. You see me for the real me, the me that I haven't shown anyone else, and that scared the shit out of me! So I did what I always do, I ran. I slept with that toroun that night of the party to push you away, I was scared you'd get tired of me and leave me like everyone seems to. And I know it's stupid! But I'm in love with you, I have been since that first day I met you. I'm a fucking idiot for not telling you sooner, but I just couldn't risk losing you." Once he'd finished explaining, you were shocked.

"I asked the gang to help me out, to set this whole thing up. I wanted to do something special as a way of helping me to apologise to you. Just give me like ten minutes to explain, please?" JJ begged, pulling at your heartstrings. He did all this for you, to say sorry. The least you could do was hear him out, so you agreed. JJ led you to the blanket, sitting down near each other.

You were curious as to why JJ did what he did, wondering why he had led you on the way he did. Did he want to hurt you in the end? You were sure not, he cared about you deeply. Surely he didn't intend to hurt you the way he had. You stared at him, giving him your full attention. JJ felt nervous, he had never fully opened up to anyone before. He tended to keep the full truth to himself, he'd never had a serious relationship before or someone that loved him as fully as you do.

You couldn't believe that he had felt the same, for years! You could feel tears prick at your eyes, "why couldn't you have said this two weeks ago? You could have saved us both the heartache." You stressed, a single tear falling. JJ lifted his hand and wiped the tear away, you leaned into his touch. JJ shifted closer, pulling you to fully face him. Your knees were touching, making your stomach do flips.

"Please y/n, give me another chance to fix this. Give me the chance to make it up to you and love you. I need you." He begged, his eyes glossy. You contemplated your options, he was extremely sorry and set up this romantic picnic to apologise. He explained why he did it, although you were a bit pissed that he'd felt this way for years and didn't say anything. An idea popped up in your mind.

You smiled, "only if you tell me why you stormed out of the porch that day at the chateau." JJ instantly knew which day you were talking about, an annoyed expression forming. He groaned, "because we always sit together, so when I saw you all giggly and close to Pope, I got jealous. You two looked like you were getting really close, especially when we went out on the boat." He huffed, seeming to remember the memory in his mind.

You giggled, "you do realise, that me and Pope were bonding over our mutual issue of being in love with people who don't like us back. Well, at least I didn't think you did," you felt amused that JJ had been jealous of you and Pope. JJ looked at you in shock, realisation hitting him. I'm an idiot, he thought to himself. You both laughed together about it. "So does that mean that I get a second chance?" JJ asked, giving you a hopeful look. You bit your lip and nodded, "yes, you get a second chance." JJ happily pulled you into a hug, squeezing you gently. You giggled, wrapping your arms around him. JJ's head relaxed into the crook of your neck, "God I missed you." He whispered, his arms tightening their grip on you.

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You smiled into his shoulder, "I missed you too." You whispered, feeling JJ pull back. You looked into one another's eyes, he flicked between your lips and eyes. You both began leaning in until your lips touched. You were both apprehensive, being gentle and slow. Your lips moved perfectly in sync, picking up in speed quickly. JJ grabbed both sides of your face, your hand grabbing the back of his neck. You grabbed the hair on the back of his neck, pulling slightly, a groan leaving JJ. He grabbed your hips, pulling you to straddle his waist.

The kiss quickly became heated, "woooh! Finally!" You heard from afar, you both turned to look at your friends a distance away cheering you on. You and JJ laughed at your friends, shaking your heads. "Shall we enjoy this picnic?" JJ questioned, a big smile on his face. You smiled in return, "yes definitely." You nodded, looking at all the food and drinks he brought, all your favourites. "I love you y/n," JJ confessed with a smile, staring at you with such love and emotion. You felt your heart soar with happiness, "I love you too JJ Maybank, more than you'll know." JJ pulled you in once again with a passionate kiss.

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mssturniolo · 1 year

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Just helping a friend

Pope x reader

TW - Smut

Y/n was fighting with her mom, her mother wanted her to go to thus big party but y/n hated party's "Y/n come on its just for 6 hours and kie and Sarah is gonna be there" y/n mother said "can I invite my other friends to this dumass kook party" y/n asked knowing her mother is gonna say no "You can invite one of you're friends that is a Pogue" her mother said "thank you!" Y/n jumped up and hugged her mother she ran out of the houes.

"Y/n!" Jj Yelled happily "so we are gonna all have a beer or more and I got more weed!" Jj said planing what we were gonna do tonight "can't my mother is making me go to a kook party but my mom said can invite one person so the party won't be so stupid" y/n said "yeah my mom is forcing me to go too" kie said "me three" Sarah said rolling her eyes "I just realized all the girls are kooks" John b said "my dad is making me work at the party" pope said "you don't want to work?" Y/n asked "no, no I don't want to work" pope said rolling his eyes "pope you're my date" I said giggling "what?" Pope asked looking g shocked "if I take you to the party as my date then you don't have to work and you get to eat food you didn't make" I told pope he nodded "now I think I should go it starts in a 1 hour and I can't miss it now pope get dress up and come to my housei will drive" y/n said getting up and leaving kie and Sarah followed her out of the door But went their own ways

"Pope man you got a girl like y/n" jj said putting his hand up for a high five, Pope put jj hand down "no im just helping a friend out and I got to go get ready goodbye" pope Said leaving. Pope got home and ran to his room without his dad or mom noticing he had one suit he put it on and he look at himself in the mirror. He started to think about how y/n how she said "date" he really liked her but he has no idea if she likes him back or not he saw the time and ran down stairs "Pope! Hey were do you think you're going" his dad asked "y/n she invited me as her date so I'm gonna go" pope said "pope no come back" popes dad yelled but pope just ran

Pope saw y/n in a beautiful bule oeacn colour dress "pope you made it" y/n ran into popes arms and hugged him "yeah but I'm dad wasn't to happy" pope said "yeah makes sense but at least now I have a date" y/n said, y/n really likes pope but he doesn't like her that that so what she thought

When they got there the kooks gave y/n looks for pope being her date but she didn't care "pope you wanna dance" y/n asked, pope smiled and nodded they slowed dance and they just dance for a while they ate some food and took some pictures "pope give me a minute" y/n said running to Kiara and her parents "kie hi" y/n said hugging her "Mrs and Mr Carrera" y/n said "hello y/n I see that you brought a Pogue to a party" Mr Carrera said "um yeah he is my date two pogues on a date to a kook party" y/n said she hated kiaras parents and kie knew this "y/n you are not a Pogue" kiaras mother said kie shook her head, y/n just nodded "so what you're dating a Pogue" kiaras mom asked me "yeah I am but I don't get you're problem is you married a pogue" y/n said rolling my eyes I was getting angry "hey do not talk to us like that" Kiara dad said "I'm just gonna do what you're wife did I'm GONNA HAVE A FUCKING KID WITH A FUCKING POGUE" y/n yelled "y/n" kie said "oh my God I'm sorry look that was really rude of me I just I been trough a lot right now that's not excuse for my behavior you're right I'm kook" I lie I'm not sorry "it's ok" kie parents said, y/n nodded and went to pope "what the hell was that you're gonna have a baby with me huh!?!" Pope was argued "pope I'm sorry kiaras parents were being rude so I was being rude back" y/n said Defending Her actions "you made me look like a fool you made you'reself look like a fool" pope said, before y/n went to argue back her mom went to her "what the hell was that" y/n mother asked "mom I'm not a kook I may been born one but I'm a Pogue I will always be a Pogue" i said "y/n you can be what you want but you gotta be nice and you still have to go to these partys" y/n mother said "pope let's go" y/n grabbed his hand and ran out with pope

"Pope im sorry" i said "look i was only mad because everyone was looking at me y/n you told everyone i was your date and everyone wants you and you choosed a pogue" "pope i dont care about everyone else" i said "pope do you really think i like people who go 'omg guess what i got the new iphone' or who says omg i have a voat a house and 3 cars" y/n asksd pope pope just laughed a little time past pope and y/n were now laughing "so pope I stole this" y/n said pulling out a bottle of rum "y/n!" Pope said "pope its fine they won't know" y/n told pope, after a while pope grabbed it and drank some "pope" y/n laughed pope laughed with her they drank a full bottle of rum they were so drunk

Y/n try putting her house key in the hole but she couldn't get it "can I" pope said putting his hand out y/n nodded and gave him the key, pope got the door open they walked inside "pope let's go in my room I have some of youre clothes you left at my house last time" y/n said pope nodded and walked up stairs when they walked into her room, y/n pushed pope into her door and kissed him he kissed back it got heated fast pope started to leave hickys down her neck he pulled away and said"y/n are you sure you wanna do this" pope asked "Pope fuck me long and hard do what ever you want to me" y/n said, pope nodded he slid off her dress all she had on was her bra and underwear he took of his shirt so he only had is pants on, y/n dropped to her knees she unbuckled popes belt took of his pants then his boxers, she licked her lips she looked up at pope who already looking at her, she smiled and put her lips around his dick she tried to put the whole thing in her mouth but it couldn't fit so she rubed the part that couldn't fit in her mouth he grabbed her hair and threw his head back "y/n how are you so good at this" pope said not even a minute later pope felt like cuming "fuck y/n I'm cuming" pope said and thats what he did after he Caught his breath he lift her up and put her on her bed

"Hey maybe we can make a baby huh like you said at the party" pope said "I would love that" y/n giggled, pope took of her bra and underwear and He went down on her he put his lips on her cilt and started to suck on her cilt "pope fuck right there" y/n cried out "pope don't stop" y/n held his head y/n had just orgasmed but pope did stop "pope stop" so he stopped pope started to suck and her right boob and was playingwith her left one "pope" moaned out pope lifted his face "I need you in me now please" y/n begged, pope lined up his dick with her pussy he look at her for Consent she nodded so he slip in and waited for her to tell him to move "pope move now please" y/n asked, he moved he pulled out almost all the way and slammed back in he kept doing that "pope i- a- the- re" y/n moaned, "you like huh you like my dick baby girl" pope asked, y/n tried to speak but it just turned into a more so she just nodded "are you you almost at you're ciltmax" pope asked, y/n nodded "ues you're words baby girl" y--e--fuck--s" y/n moaned, pope smiled and started to rubed her cilt y/n Screamed popes name, pope almost came right there and then she looked so hot the way she Screamed his name "y/n you want me to cum inside of you?" Pope asked "yes pope!" y/n yelled so pope did he moaned y/n's name he pulled out "fuck that was amazing you were amazing" pope said rubing y/n's hair "pope I love you" y/n said turning her head so she was facing him "y/n I love you too" pope said kissing her "Wanna be my girlfriend" pope asked "I would love to be you're girlfriend" y/n said cuddling pope and with that they fell asleep

MORNING

Y/n opened her eyes she was pope naked then she looked down and saw she was naked and then she remembered "no no no no no this can not be happening" she said, "y/n" pope said she was that they were naked "oh my God I came in you I can't be a dad" pope said "I'm sorry I ruin everything I just pope I like you but I-" pope kissed her "y/n it's my fault too but if you do get pregnant I will be there" pope said, the pogues walked in "OH MY GOD" kie yelled closing the door, pope and y/n got dressed y/n threw clothes at pope he put them on and went down stairs

"Had fun last night" jj laughed "were you two at lest safe" John b asked "no we were stupid and now I may be pregnant" y/n said putting her head down "What omg" Sarah said "well take a test" jj said freaking out "I have to wait a 1-3 weeks"

3 WEEKS LATER

Y/n sat in the bathroom holding a pregnancy test it only had one line means she wasn't pregnant, y/n walked out of the bathroom, pope and everyone else heads poped up, "so what does it say" jonh b asked "are you uh pregnant" kie asked "No I'm not" I said showing them the test, Jj hugged me "that was a close one" Sarah said, "Yeah pope next time rap it before you tap it" Jj said "pope hit the back of his head "ow" jj Whispered rubbing the back of his head y/n laughed at her friends and her boyfriend pope

THE END

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petrichor-idyllic · 1 year

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Hey Petri, I want to request a Pope Hayward x fem! Kook reader where they are at a party and he has a crush on her and the pogues give him advice on how to flirt with her, and he kinda of embarrassed himself, and reader is having the time of her life watching it, and then he just gives up and goes back to his nerdy self and she loves it cause she's secretly a nerd and has a thing for him too ( hope you get it <3 )

Wooooo as much as I love TMR I do enjoy the odd request I get for other fandoms.

Also Pope is severely underrated.

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SUMMARY: See above. Does not follow the plot at all.

WARNINGS: Inappropriate language, Pope being an awkward dork, that's it.

The Pogues going to a Kook party was pretty much unheard of. But, with Sarah Cameron in the group now- she occasionally missed the high-end life of Figure 8.

So, she'd finally convinced the Pogues to come to a small event on her side of the island. Well, it was originally meant to be a small event, but now half of Kildare has shown up.

"Ew, look at all these plastic cups," Kie says as the Pogues walk through the front garden to the party; fashionably late, as always. "Do people know it's actually possible to have a good time without single use plastics? God."

"What?" JJ sneers. "You're telling me you don't like a good ol' fashioned classic red party cup? It's a staple of American culture."

"It's bad for the environment."

"So?"

So? Are you-?"

"Guys!" John B cuts off their bickering. "Can we have one night, please?"

"One night what?" JJ pushes.

"One night without this shit- we're here to have a good time, okay?"

"Okay."

"You got it, JB," JJ gives him a playful salute, making Pope and John B exchange glances.

"Why did we think the was a good idea?" Pope grumbles.

"Because, it's good to expand your social circle." John B says.

"We're only here because you can't say no to your girlfriend."

"Hey! That's not true."

Pope blankly looks at him as they reach the door. "What? It's not! Besides, this is a good time for you to get some action."

"What?" Pope follows John B into the house (basically a mansion), as Kie and JJ still bickering behind them despite their alleged compliance.

"Yanno, pull? You've been thrusting over Kie for so long it's getting embarrassing."

"Hey! You weren't much better before Sarah came along."

"John B!" Sarah squeals over the loud music, rushing over and throwing her arms around him. "I'm so glad you guys actually came!" She also hugs Kie. "Come on! Let's get you guys a drink."

The Pogues awkwardly venture through the house, earning dirty looks from the Kooks that populate the area.

There are a couple of girls who keep giggling and looking at JJ and John B as they stand in the kitchen.

Pope hates it.

He hates how easy it is for them to get attention. People want them all the time- they're rebellious, attractive and they're players. Well, JJ is.

He isn't like them. He works hard, likes school and obsessed over his future. He desperately wants to live in the moment, but he just can't bring himself to.

He's just not that type of person.

"Yo," JJ nudges him, passing him a spliff as he sits on the counter top, which Pope waves away.

"I'm good- gotta study tomorrow. Keeping the-"

"Yeah, yeah, gotta keep the signal clear, we know." JJ huffs. "You gotta loosen up, man, how you gonna get a girlfriend if you're so uptight?"

"What's up with you guys, tonight? What's this shit about girls all of a sudden?"

"It's always about girls... or money," JJ shrugs. "Sex and riches- that's what life's all about."

"That's a depressing way to think."

"Well, I'm not wrong, am I?"

Pope sighs. He doesn't know why he agreed to this. It's not like he's a party person, he only does it for his friends. He doesn't like drugs, or drinking or hook up culture.

He's completely out of place here.

And that's when he saw you.

"Oh, shit," you chuckle as you bump shoulders with someone leaving the kitchen. You put your hand on his shoulder. "Sorry, man, that's my bad."

The boy grins at you before slipping away. Your friend stands behind you, pushing in front and grabbing you towards the counter and immediately filling the cups with several different types of alcohol.

"Come on," your friend drags out her words, "you gotta drink with me!" She tries to force a cup into your hand, which you swerve.

"If I get hammered, who's gonna look after your dumbass and convince your Dad you're sober?" She rolls her eyes, going back to making her potion.

Pope's been looking at you since you walked in. You're the most gorgeous girl he thinks he's ever seen. He can't help but stare.

Something that JJ and John B notice.

John B nudges Pope, making him look at him as he wiggles his eyebrows. Pope shoves him and JJ bursts into laughter.

"Dude, you're totally makin' eyes at the Kook chick," JJ cackles.

"Shut up, bro!" Pope whisper-yells because you're only a few feet away and he's hoping the music keeping him covered.

"Which girl?" Kie pipes up.

"That one," JJ points at you.

"Oh my God," Kie laughs, as she finally notices you, "(Y/N)?"

Your name sparks your attention, a grin spreading across your face. "Kie? Holy shit!"

The girl comes over to you and you throw your arms around her. "I was so sad to hear you moved schools- I tried calling you."

She breaks away from the hug. "Yeah, I know, sorry; I changed my number after everything happened at the Kook Academy."

"I don't blame you," you sigh. "I'm sorry about all that shit, Kie, I tried to stop it."

"I know- it's not your fault. And it all worked out," she points at Sarah, who is whispering something to John B as he has his hand on her waist. "We're cool now."

"Huh, I woulda lost a lot of money on that bet," you smile at her.

"You, uh, you spoken to Rafe recently?"

"Nah, fuck that- fell out with Topper and Kelce too when they started being dicks to you. Don't need that kinda shit in my life."

"(Y/N), come on!" Your friend pulls on your arm. "I wanna dance!"

"Sorry, gotta go, I'll catch you later though, yeah?"

"Yeah, see ya around."

You vanish out of the kitchen being dragged away by your companion into the living room.

"Y-you know her?" Pope asks Kie, standing up straight.

"Yeah, (Y/N) was, like, the only decent person at the Kook Academy."

"Why didn't you tell us you were buddies with a total smoke-show?"

"Shut up, JJ," Kie and Pope say in unison.

"I can introduce you? If you want?" Kie smirks and Pope hesitates.

"No, it's fine, she's out of my league, so..."

"Pope, come on," JJ jumps off the counter, throwing his arm over his shoulder. "This is your chance."

"I said no, it's fine."

"C'mon, JJ's right; just talk to her. Let me introduce you guys." Kie smiles, nudging him slightly as JJ shakes him.

Pope groans. "Okay, okay- fine."

Kie grabs his hand, yanking him out of the kitchen and into the living room. You're standing casually, leaning on the fire place, checking your phone as your friend dances with some guy.

"How do I talk to her?" Pope stops Kie, making JJ nearly walk straight into his back.

"Just be cool," JJ shrugs.

"What does that even mean?"

"Just, yanno, don't be like you. Talk about all the shit do- pot, stealing, parties and shit."

"But I don't do that."

"You do now- you ain't gonna pull anyone with your corpse facts."

"J," Kie pushes him before turning to Pope, "just talk to her how you talk to us. It's easy. Come on."

She pushes through a few people, reaching you.

"Hey."

You look up, smiling at her. "Hey, Kie."

"This is Pope," she vaguely gestures towards him, "he's a friend from the Cut."

"Oh, this one of those Pogue boys you're always hanging out with?"

"Yeah, he's cool though. Ain't ya, Pope?"

"Uh, y-yeah, I'm uh," he clears his throat, "cool."

You raise your eyebrow slightly, giving a slow nod. "Cool."

There's a short thirty seconds of silence, and you unsure what you're supposed to do.

"I'm gonna go find Sarah," Kie smiles at Pope but he is visibly stressed. She disappears into the crowd, leaving the pair of you. Pope awkwardly rocks on his heels.

"So," you decide to take the lead, "what's life like on the Cut? Gotta be more fun than being trapped in the ivy tower."

"Yeah, it's great fun. We go out and get high and steal uh... stuff. Yanno, just for fun."

"... yeah, sounds like great fun."

Okay, this is weird.

Pope is cute. He doesn't look like the typical douchbag you're used to and it's kind of obvious he doesn't know what he talking about.

"I think I recognise you," you say, sparking his attention.

"You do?"

"Yeah, you help out at Midsummers, right? With your Dad? Heyward, right?" Pope's face drops, there goes his cool facade.

"Uh, yeah, I give my old man a hand from time to time- but I'm normally busy, yanno?"

"What? Doing drugs and committing crimes?" He blinks at you. "Your old man's a legend; it's nice to see actually hard-working people come out of this island instead of just junkie slackers and rich elitists. You should look up to him."

"...You think my Dad's cool?"

"Yeah, he seems like a good guy. Though, I figured causing problems and pissing people off was more Maybank style."

He smiles at you. "Yeah, JJ's not a great influence." You chuckle, a sound that makes his heart skip a beat. "Sorry," he sighs. "I don't know what I'm doing."

"Do you wanna try again?"

"What?"

You hold your arm out for him to shake. "Hi, I'm (Y/N). What's your name?"

He grins, shaking your hand. "Pope. It's nice to meet you."

"Pope, huh? I like that name. So, Pope, what do you like to do?"

"Well, I uh..." He hesitates. Lying clearly isn't working. "I'm working towards a scholarship at school."

"Oh, yeah? What in?"

"Foresics."

"Oh, that's cool, you reckon you're gonna get it?"

"I mean, I hope so. It'd be an amazing opportunity."

"I'm sure you will."

You and Pope continue talking, and he seems to loosen up a bit. He tells you all about his studies and working for his Dad, and you tell him about your school life and what it's like living on Figure 8.

It's actually kind of nice.

Until JJ and John B get into a fight with a couple of Kooks, which requires the whole group of Pogues to flee.

"Pope!" JJ grabs his friend. "We gotta go."

"Wha- J-?"

"Gotta go, gotta go now!"

"I'm gonna fucking kill you!" Someone shouts in the depths of the house.

"Shit, what'd you do?"

"Just- come on!" He practically yanks Pope away, forcing him to leave.

You sigh, noticing a pen and a pad left on the fireplace.

"Okay, I think we lost them."

"Dude," Pope shoves JJ once they're outside. "I was getting somewhere! She actually likes me!"

"My advice worked then, eh? Told ya it would."

"No; your advice was shit- she wanted to talk about my scholarship."

The Pogues hesitate.

"Are you serious?" John B asks.

"Pope!" You skip down the steps into the front garden, jogging up to him.

"Hey," he says, stunned that you actually came after him.

"Here," you hand him a piece of paper, "my number- if you wanna talk some time?"

He looks at the paper, then you, then the paper.

"Dude," JJ says, snapping him back to reality.

"Uh, yeah, yeah, that's great," he takes the paper putting in his pocket.

"You guys better split- Topper's just called Rafe and he's pissed."

"Shit," John B mumbles, "Yeah, we gotta go."

"Oh, wait," you stand up straight, stepping towards Pope and kissing him on the cheek, leaving him stunned. "For good luck- with your scholarship."

His scoffs, words unable to form as Topper and Kelce burst through the door.

"Shit!" John B shouts.

"Go! Go!" JJ's hands hit the floor as he scrambles away with Pope struggling to get his feet under him.

You can't help but chuckle under your breath as Kie, Pope, John B and JJ make a mad dash for it as Topper and Kelce book it after them.

"Pogues, eh?" You turn to see Sarah standing on the doorstep. "There's something about them, don't ya think?"

You smile, looking back into the darkness, hearing faint hollars and insults being thrown by the group.

"Yeah, there is."

Woo an OBX fic. Not my usual work but definitely still fun to write.

I hope you enjoyed :))

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