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“i hate when people say shit like ‘you’re my best friend, i love you, i can’t imagine my life without you. i wake up and you’re the first thing on my mind, and the last thing before i go to sleep. suddenly all the love songs make sense.’ you know? i prefer starting it by saying how much i hate when other people say it, then say what i mean anyway. it’s way less embarrassing like that.”

- JJ

“i hate when people say shit like ‘you’re my best friend, i love you, i can’t imagine my life without you. i wake up and you’re the first thing on my mind, and the last thing before i go to sleep. suddenly all the love songs make sense.’ you know? i prefer starting it by saying how much i hate when other people say it, then say what i mean anyway. it’s way less embarrassing like that.”

pronouns: he/him/his, male

The day had been perfect for relaxing on the HMS Pogue. But of course, most of his friends had been busy. John B and Sarah had gone out on a date, Kiara had a charity event, and Pope needed to study for an important exam. Which left him and (Y/N) to take the boat out for the day, much to his dismay.

JJ had nothing against (Y/N). In fact, he considered (Y/N) his closest friend after John B. But in a short amount of time, (Y/N) had gone from a scrappy little boy who always had a band-aid slapped on some part of his body to a handsome young man with a pretty smirk. JJ couldn't remember when (Y/N) changed from a brotherly figure to a crush, but the fluttery feeling that filled him whenever (Y/N) was around was unmistakable.

"We should go surfing later." (Y/N) proposed, nearly sprawled out on his seat with one hand loosely holding on to the steering wheel. JJ tore his eyes off the rippling water to look at the teen and felt his fingertips tingle.

"Yeah, sure." He nodded, throat feeling unnaturally dry. "Maybe Pope will be free."

"You never want to hang out with me anymore, J." (Y/N) whined and leaned forward, draping himself over the steering wheel and propping his chin on his arms with a pout that JJ desperately wanted to kiss away. "We used to ditch JB to chill and now you ditch me."

"It's... It's complicated." JJ murmured and the boat came to a stop on calm, open water. (Y/N) stood up from his seat and walked toward him, flopping down beside him and resting his head on JJ's lap. JJ's breath hitched for a moment and he stiffened enough for (Y/N) to notice.

"Do you hate me now or what?"

"I don't hate you. I- Shit.." JJ exhaled heavily and tilted his head up toward the sky. "You know what I hate? I hate when people say shit like ‘you’re my best friend, I love you, I can’t imagine my life without you. I wake up and you’re the first thing on my mind, and the last thing before I go to sleep. Suddenly all the love songs make sense.’ You know? I prefer starting it by saying how much I hate when other people say it, then say what I mean anyway. It’s way less embarrassing like that.”

Silence followed and JJ's heart twinged, aching from the mere thought of (Y/N) hating him. Of (Y/N) rejecting him and never speaking to him again. But then fingers gently grasped the collar of his unbuttoned shirt and he was roughly tugged down, lips colliding with (Y/N)'s. He went rigid and motionless, eyes flying open and a soft gasp escaping him that allowed (Y/N) to deepen the kiss and coax JJ into returning it.

Pulling back slightly, (Y/N)'s lips brushed against JJ's and heat quickly bubbled in his abdomen. "Should've said somethin' sooner, J."

jj is definitely the type to have a black cat gf and adore the fuck out of her. calls her corny shit like buttercup and cupcake and smears kisses against her scowling face when she gets tired and a little grumpy, even at the whining protests of ‘jayj!’ against his spitslick lips. he loves on her in front of the group despite the fuss he knows she’ll make but inevitably succumb to his irresistible charms (as he puts it).

jj never saves her a seat just so he can tease and tell her to ‘come sit on daddy’s lap, princess.’ (which she will); only to tease her with the nickname in bed the same very night when he’s got her speared open wide on his cock, gasping and whining and grappling for any semblance of purchase against the lean muscle of his torso while he wrings every drop of pleasure he can muster from her aching body.

he knows she loves him when she sidles in close, soft with exhaustion and sleep and snoring against the sharp angle of his jaw, sleep shirt (jj’s tee) half covering the soft swell of her bottom, rucking up when she shuffles to cover more of his body with her own.

he knows she’s temperamental and intolerant, and though that would be enough to steer many guys clear of her, it only reeled him further in.

because all the soft moments are saved for him.

Incorrect Quote

John B: I spy with my little eye something that begins with the letter “s”.

Pope: *looks over at JJ and Y/n*

Pope: Is it “sexual tension”?

月 (K.Carrera x Fem!Masc!Reader)

Notes: 月 is the symbol for Tsuki, which means Moon or The Moon, in Japanese!

Word Count: 866

Kiara Carrera. The most beautiful girl you've laid your eyes on since she walked by. You liked her so much you decided to introduce yourself to her.

And you prayed that you wouldn't stutter or make a fool out of yourself because look at those eyes. Those beautiful big brown eyes. Her smile, the way it's always so genuine and kind. Her laugh...oh my god her laugh. It's enough to make your knees buckle under you.

It's been a couple of years since then, the friendship is still the same but the feelings you feel are much stronger and they won't go away. You know you love her, you know you're in love with her but what you don't know, is if she feels the same way at all.

You don't want to ask her out, confess your deepest feelings for her just for them to not be reciprocated and end up potentially ruining what you have now. But you also have that feeling that you should take that chance. That there's a chance she'll feel the same.

It's Saturday night and you're with the pouges. You're all watching a movie that Pope chose and honestly, it's not that bad. You sat on the couch, manspreading, with one arm resting on the back of the couch and one on the armrest.

Kie sat next to you, close but not as close as you want her. She sat with her legs to her chest and watched the movie, or you thought she was watching the movie.

You kept your eyes on the screen, she kept her eyes on you. She gazed at how you sat, wanting to climb in your lap and lay with you. She wanted to be close to you, to breathe you in and be part of you.

She wanted you to be hers, but she doesn't know how to make that work. How to ask one of her best friends to be hers and only hers and not ruin anything. That fear, the same fear you're feeling consumed her as well.

There's not much for either of you to do besides take the chance but who wants to take a chance at possibly ruining a once in a lifetime friendship that not everyone has?

Kie changed her sitting, she let her legs rest on the couch, her thighs touching yours. The feeling of her leg touching yours gave you butterflies, and you just felt like a little kid. Blushing at the smallest touch and getting happy at that small contact.

You excused yourself from the room and walked outside. Taking deep breaths and telling yourself to keep calm. That just because her leg touched yours doesn't mean she wants you and it could just be an accident. She's just so comfortable around you that she can relax and it's nothing.

You rubbed your face in your hands and huffed when you heard the door open and shut.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, Kie.."

You sat on the steps and kept your face hidden from her. You were blushing like crazy and your heart was racing. You hoped she couldn't hear it beating against your chest.

She stayed silent and sat next to you, looking ahead.

"Can I ask you something?" She asked, fidgeting with her fingers. "Yeah, what's up?"

She took a deep breath and kept her eyes straight ahead. From her peripheral she watched you lit your head and keep your gaze on the ground. She opened her mouth and closed it, having a hard time getting her words out.

Kie looked up at the moon and let out a shaky breath. There's two things you can answer with this, and she's hoping it's an answer she wants to hear.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" she asked, looking at you, nervously waiting for your response.

Either you'll know what she's trying to say, or you have no clue and she'll have to tell you how she feels without riddles.

You let out a relieved breath and smiled. Looking at her, your smile grew. "I can die happy."

"You feel the same," she chuckled, relieved that you do. "I'm surprised that you feel the same. Didn't think you'd like me back, at all."

"Why wouldn't I? You're the nicest person I know, and it was either you or one of the guys."

"I can't relate, it was either you or..you,"

"So, you love me?" she asked, scooting closer to you and locking her hand with yours. "Very much, Kie. Can't imagine my life without you in it."

She pouted with a smile, "Awe," she cooed, cupping the side of your face with her free hand and pulling you in for a kiss. When you slowly pulled away you rested your forehead on hers. "I waited so long for that."

"I did too. About time you guys got together."

You guys turned around and saw JJ standing in the doorway. "Come on, Pope paused the movie when you guys left and he's getting impatient." he said, walking back inside.

You guys stood up and walked back in the house, hand in hand and very happy for the start of something new.