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𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐦
THUNDER STORMS | SOFT! BOYFRIEND!JJ MAYBANK X READER | IMAGINE |
PAIRING: Soft! Boyfriend JJ Maybank x Reader
SYNOPSIS: Even after a huge arguement your boyfriend would still comfort you during a thunderstorm.
WORD COUNT → 650
WARNING(S): Thunderstorms? fluffyness, aftermath of an arguement, you're scared of thunder here, Protective!JJ, JJ comforts you.
AUTHORS NOTE: This is based on another tiktok
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Rain pounded against the windows, and lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the darkness. Inside her cozy cottage on the far side of the island, Y/N sat on her window seat, hugging her knees tightly to her chest. The storm outside was fierce, and she could feel her heart racing with every clap of thunder. She was mad, really mad. The argument with JJ earlier in the day had left a lingering bitterness, a tension that refused to dissipate.
As the rain continued to pour and the thunder growled, Y/N felt a shiver run down her spine. She glanced at her phone, half-expecting a message from JJ. He always knew how to make her smile, even in the midst of their fiercest disagreements. But there was nothing, just the sound of the storm raging outside and her own racing thoughts.
Suddenly, a knock echoed through the cottage, followed by another boom of thunder. Y/N jumped, her heart leaping into her throat. Who could possibly be outside in this weather? She cautiously approached the door, peeking through the window to see a soaked figure standing on her porch. Her heart skipped a beat as she recognized JJ's unmistakable blond hair and determined expression.
With a mix of surprise and uncertainty, she swung the door open, a gust of rain-soaked wind blowing into the cottage. "JJ? What are you doing here?" she asked, trying to sound as composed as possible despite the rapid thumping of her heart.
JJ's blue eyes met hers, his expression both sincere and sheepish. "I thought that if I sat on your porch, you wouldn't be scared. You wouldn't be alone," he said, his words genuine and laced with an underlying vulnerability.
Y/N was taken aback, her anger momentarily forgotten as she looked at him in surprise. Despite their argument, he had come all the way to her house, braving the storm just to be there for her. Her heart softened as she stepped aside, allowing him to enter.
He stepped inside, water dripping from his clothes onto the wooden floor. "I know we fought today," he began, his voice softer now, "and I'm sorry, Y/N. I hate knowing that you're upset, especially when it's because of me."
Y/N sighed, her anger slowly melting away as she looked at the earnest expression on his face. "I'm sorry too, JJ. I shouldn't have said some of the things I did."
He shook his head, reaching out to gently cup her cheek. "No, I shouldn't have pushed your buttons like that. I just… I hate the thought of you being mad at me, especially when there's a storm like this."
She leaned into his touch, her heart warming at his words. "You really came all the way here just because you knew I was scared of thunderstorms?"
JJ nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, I did. I couldn't stand the idea of you being scared and alone. I wanted to be here with you."
Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, a mixture of emotions flooding over her. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. "Thank you, JJ. You have no idea how much this means to me."
He held her close, his embrace strong and comforting. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what. I love you."
She looked up at him, her heart swelling with affection. "I love you too, you dork."
As the storm raged on outside, Y/N and JJ stood together in the warmth of her cottage, finding solace in each other's presence. The argument was forgotten, replaced by a renewed sense of closeness and understanding. In the midst of the thunder and lightning, their love shone bright, a beacon of warmth and comfort in the darkness.
Me, after reading Kindred by Octavia Butler:
I fell for Brendon again... Cant help but love him
Sorry for the bad handwriting. I hope this is readable enough.
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Just a silly little image. ;3
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