jjsloverre

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ok breaks over i’m locking in, part three coming to you tomorrow

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Rudy, buddy, just give me back JJ Maybank he belonged to me.....

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biblically accurate jiara

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do u guys wanna hear a story

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obx is responsible for pay my therapy cause it’s been months and i still crying everyday to jj’s death this show destroyed me i want my golden boy back so bad

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unfortunately I am a yapper and I am an oversharer i am just not a nonchalant mysterious person

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Thank you everybody here who is nice to me

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Mafias princess part 2

pairing: mafiaboss!jj x sweetheart!reader

contains: swearing, mentions of guns, mention of murder, smut, unprotected p in v (don’t do this) fluffy aftercare, little usage of y/n, & i think that’s it (not proofread sorry..)

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it had been days since the club opening. you and jj have been texting back in forth. not long after he finally asked you out on a date.

the day of the date had you completely nervous, what if he regretted it, what if you were too awkward? the worries swam through your mind until sarah snapped you out of it. “y/n! are you even listening?!” you shook your head to clear your head. “yeah sorry, just thinking…”

“about what? your date with jj?” kie quipped. sarah’s grin widened. “ok calm down! yes i’m a little nervous…”

“yeah sista we can tell, let’s pick out outfits!” kiara and sarah yelled. rolling your eyes, standing up to look through your closet for dresses. after 25 minutes of finally picking a dress, you realize jj would be there in 10 minutes.

you went with a simple black dress that hugged your curves in all the right places. “yes. that is the one!” sarah said with excitement. “jj is gonna drool when he sees you!” kiara says as she pulls you to the door. just as kie opens the door, jj stands there with flowers and chocolate with a cocky smile. “damn… you look so good y/n.”

you smiled, loving the way he looked in that tux. “you look really handsome jj,” you smiled at him. he quickly took you into his arms, giving you a big kiss. “you taste good, wanna taste you tonight too..” he trailed off and took you to his car. “be safe love birds!” the girls yelled.

during the date, jj kept stealing glances at your beautiful face. he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, due to his memory; he memorized your exact meal from the fancy restaurant. salmon with loaded mashed potatoes and fries. he watched as you devoured the plate.

“hey jj, what do you do for work?” you questioned. he took a moment to think about a lie to come up with. he didn’t want to scare you off by saying he was in the mafia, but he wanted to be honest.

he ended up going with the lie, of course. “i do business sweetheart, what about you?” you sat up a bit. “i’m in college studying theatre to become an actress, and my daddy does business too! maybe you know him?” jj thought about it. “what’s his last name?”

“y/l/n, he has a big company! jj thought about it more, the name sounded extremely familiar, like her father was involved with the mafia, but he pushed that idea aside not wanting to dwell on the idea. “i might’ve heard of him, i’ll ask my guys later. how about we wrap this meal up so we can chill at my house huh?”

“sounds like a plan!” as you both walk out the restaurant, a strange man approaches you both. “look at the happy little couple!” the man says. jj immediately tenses up, putting you behind him. “fuck off diego, this ain’t the time i’m on a date.” the man rolls his eyes. “i can see that dumb fuck. who’s the pretty lady on your arm hm? she looks pretty familiar…” before he could finish his sentence, jj grabbed him by the collar. “watch what the fuck you’re gonna say D, i’m not fuckin’ around this time.” he warned coldly.

you stood there in awe and fear, you’ve never seen jj like this, so…wound up. he sensed your stare and let diego out his grip. “fuck with her again, i dare you.” he growled. with that, he took you to the limo and guided you inside. “i’m sorry princess, that you had to see that…” he started, as he sat you in his lap. “didn’t mean for you to witness me so angry.”

you nodded, you felt safe with him, not threatened so you were okay with it. “i’m okay jj, really.” you spoke out as you leaned in for a kiss. and of course, he kissed you back passionately. you deepened the kiss even more until you heard gunshots ringing through your ears. jj instantly threw you down to the floor, shielding you from the bullets flying. “what the fuck is going on?!” he screamed to the driver.

the driver started to swerve to avoid the bullets. “boss were being ambushed!” jj quickly regained control and pulled his gun out. “can you stay down for me princess?” you frantically nodded, not even looking up at him as he put his head out the window to shoot back.

shots rang out constantly until jj finally pulled his head back into the limo. “you got ‘em boss, the cars swerving.” the driver said. jj sat you back up gently until more shots came out and were directed towards you. “fuck!” jj exclaimed. “lose the trail dammit! nothing can happen to her!”

you were scared for your life, in the midst of your fear, jj brought a hand to your hair, rubbing it in soothing circles. “shhh i won’t let them hurt you. i swear it.” with that, he laid you onto his lap while he shot at the other cars. “fuckin’ ambush…” finally the bullets stopped.

“the bullets are gone now princess, wanna stay like this?” he asked. you just nodded and stayed in his lap. he wiped your tears and moved your hair out the way. “were they after me?” you asked shyly. “i don’t know baby, i’ll figure out for you, how about that?” you nodded and fell asleep for the rest of the ride.

after a few minutes, you made it to his luxury apartment. jj helped you out the limo and carried you inside and laid you on his bed. “welcome to my home sweetheart, want some clothes to change into?”

“yeah, let’s go shower though!”

“together?” he asked in shock.

“i mean you can be a party pooper and not join me…” you found your way into his bathroom, stripped your clothes and tuned the water on to get in. jj eventually joined you. as you were washing up, he was giving you the look of desire, of want.

“like what you see maybank?” you words instantly made his dick jump. “you know i do, fuck that ass… can i touch sweetheart?” you didn’t give him an answer and he took it as a sign to make his move. his hands roamed over your curves, his fingers dipping into your skin.

his shaft grew harder, precum leaking at the tip. he gently nudged the tip at your entrance, begging for your sweet cunt. “can i princess?” at your nod, he pushed in. his cock invading your walls made you both gasp at the feeling. his eyes rolling back from the sensation. his hips start to move at lightning speed, hitting your g-spot with every thrust.

“f-fuck jj!” you wailed. arching your back into his thrusts. he circled your clit with fervor, wanting you to reach your peak before he did. when you came, his eyes rolled back as your pussy milked him for all he was worth. “fuck, i won’t last long y/n… your pussy is so good! so wet and tight… shit i’m cumming!” with a herculean effort, jj pulled out and emptied his load on your backside and your ass. “shit… that pussy is magical mama… you’re beautiful” he showered you with kisses as he gave you a playful smack to your ass.

jj turned you around and washed you up, as you both shared a passionate kiss. “you do something to me, i don’t know what it is yet, but we’ll find out soon…” he whispered. “does this mean we’ll go on another date?” you asked, hopeful.

“of course it does! i like you, i can promise you that. want a midnight snack before we go to bed? he asked as he pulled you both out the shower. “yes! what’s on the menu?”

“a little sandwich. meet me in the kitchen when you’re done drying off, wear the clothes on the bed that’s laid out.” with that he made his way to the kitchen. this moment gave you time to collect your thoughts on what just happened. you let damn near a stranger take your virginity on the first date, as you thought more about it… you felt safe with him. even with the shooting, you were certain that he’d protect you and he did.

once you dried off and put his clothes on, you made your way to the kitchen to find a shirtless jj making two delicious looking sandwiches. “hi handsome!” you said, walking up to him. “hi pretty girl, go sit i’ll bring it to you.”

“but i want a kiss first!” jj chuckled and leaned down to give you multiple kisses. “ok princess go sit.” you sat and he brought you the food as he sat beside you. “how does it taste?” he asked. “fucking delicious! oh and jj can i tell you something? that i kinda forgot to mention…”

“ok… what’s up?” you set your sandwich down, and just blurted. “that… the sex was my first time..” jj’s eyes widened as he registered your words. “you were a virgin?” he asked in shock. “yeah i was…”

“princess you could’ve told me! i would’ve made our first time way better than shower sex-” you cut him off before he could say more. “jj, i still loved the sex so it’s okay, i swear it!” he nodded, sighing in relief. you both finished your sandwiches and talked about random things. “ready for bed?” he asked. you nodded and followed him to the bedroom.

you both laid in his king sized bed, cuddling into each other. “you’re different y/n, you’ve made me feel things i haven’t felt in years just from one night.” he explained. you couldn’t help but to cuddle yourself into his arms, laying your head on his chest as he ran his fingers through your hair. “when’s your birthday jj?”

“october 15th. what about yours?” he asked. “march 21st. how old are you?”

“25, you?”

“22.”

“your birthday is coming up soon, know what you want?” you thought about it then came up with a gift. “i’ve always wanted to go to the build a bear workshop and get me a bear for my birthday… so i think that’s what i want.”

jj thought about it and then he spoke. “build a bear it is then. i’ll plan it.” your eyes widened. “wait really? you really don’t have to-” he cut you off. “nope, i’m doing it no point of tryna stop me. i told you, something about you is changin’ me.”

“thank you jj, nobody has even thought about this for me…” he kissed your forehead. “always, i gotta take you home in the mornin’ now get some sleep.”

“what about the guys that shot at us? do they know me? or you?” jj tensed at your question, he wasn’t ready to lose you to his evil, deadly life. he came up with a quick lie. “maybe cause i pissed that guy off earlier, i doubt it was anything princess.”

“oh okay! good night jj, thank you for the amazing date.” with that you drifted to sleep. “anything for you princess…” he whispered and surrendered to sleep.

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a/n: this is long yay

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[jjsloverre]

i promise, it’s on the way… if not tonight then tomorrow its long as fawk (figuratively and literally)

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⁺༝ ꒰ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིა ❤︎ ໒꒱ིྀ༝⁺ mob!jj x angel!reader.

summary: sitting in his lap while he’s talking business… and a newer member decides to speak his mind about angel being a distraction…

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“alright, listen up,” JJ says, voice sharp and stern. “friday night, the shipment hits the docks… now, i want everything tight, that means no leaks and no fuckin’ mistakes. If someone fucks up, they’re out for good.” he adds, his fingers idly rubbing your thigh.

the room was quiet except for the soft scrape of whiskey glasses against the mahogany table. the guys all knew what ‘out’ meant. like always, no second chances and certainly no mercy.

JJ’s eyes scan the room, sharp as a hawk’s. “we ain’t playin’ no games. this is family business, i expect my men to follow my orders, to be responsible, respectful and loyal. if you break the chain, you break the family, the pact we have, and i don’t play around when it comes to that.

a younger guy, newer one, shifts uncomfortably, voice cracking as he speaks up, “and she’s allowed to hear all of this?” he says referring to you, sitting on JJ’s lap like the perfect angel you are, fiddling with his chain bracelet just like you always do.

JJ’s gaze snapped to him immediately, his expression hard “of course she fuckin’ is, she’s an angel and she ain’t gonna go talking. you got a problem with that, dumbass?” he says, his tone harsh.

the room stilled, Rafe and John B hold back smirks, being JJ’s most trusted men they know exactly how he can get. the weight of JJ’s words hanging heavy in the smoke-filled air.

the younger guy swallows hard, nodding quickly, eyes darting away from you and JJ. the rest of JJ’s men shift in their seats, the unspoken rule clear, JJ’s word was law, and his girl was off-limits, no questions asked, if they said anything that made him think they doubted either you or himself he’d snap.

JJ leans back with a slow, deliberate drag from his cigarette. “she’s more than just ‘allowed’ she’s my peace in all this chaos. you keep that in mind, kid… or you’ll learn the hard way”

he gives your thigh a soft pat, leaning back into his chair, you lay your head on his shoulder, hearing the vibrations of his voice through his chest, the crackle of his cigarette and the gulp of his whiskey, smelling his cologne.

you’re content and happy, zoned out for most of it, too busy playing around with his fingers that are splayed out on your upper thigh, his strong hand squeezing softly every now and then.

that’s until the guy from before spoke up again.

he’s cocky, still too stupid to know when to shut the fuck up “yeah shes pretty, sure, but… distraction like that, dressed the way she is? might start giving the wrong impression. some of the guys are probably thinking it too, they just won’t say it.”

the silence after his words is deafening, you feel JJ’s hand squeeze your thigh, a tight grip.

he stands, slow and deliberate, the chair scraping back as he shifts you gently off his lap and onto his seat.

“stand up,” he says. the younger kid freezes.

“I said stand the fuck up.” JJ says, more brutal this time, he does indeed stand, infact he practically shoots up outta his chair.

JJ walks towards him, each step forward he takes feeling like a ticking bomb. “you ever talk about her like that again, even hint at it, and you’ll be leaving this room in a box, got it?”

“she’s here because I want her here. she wears what she wants, says what she wants, looks how she wants, and if any of you can’t keep your fuckin’ eyes or your mouth in check, i’ll carve the lesson into your ribs.”

he stammers, pale now. “i didn’t mean—”

JJ grabs him by the collar, slamming him against the nearest wall with a thud that shakes the bottles on the table.

“she’s not your equal, kid. she’s above you in every way possible. she’s mine. and next time you forget that… there won’t be a next time.”

he lets go of him, causing the kid to stumble a little.

JJ smooths his suit and calmly walks back to the table, pulling you back into his lap like nothing ever happened.

“now… where were we?” he says, lighting a fresh cigarette.

“you didn’t have to do that y’know” you whisper.

“we’ve been through this, baby, yes i did, no one ever disrespects you, okay?” he says, to which you nod.

“i know” you nod, leaning your head back down on to his shoulder.

“that’s it, pretty, you just sit their like the perfect princess you are” he murmurs into your hair

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[jjsloverre]

Happy Father’s Day to my baby daddy💗✨he may not claim the kids yall have with him but he claims ours✨

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mine.

warnings: jealous!jj, violence, public sex, choking, possessive!jj.

toxic ex!jj masterlist

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The bonfire was one of your favourite annual events on the island. You’d been going since you were fourteen, Kooks and Pogues mixed in with each other, for once not letting the war come between them. The smell of smoke always clung to your clothes even after multiple washes, it’s why you never wore your favourite outfits.

Tonight, you’d promised yourself you were going to have fun. Sarah had come over and gotten ready with you, it wasn’t summer anymore so you couldn’t walk around in mini skirts; even if you wanted to. You’d chosen a pair of jeans and a lacy top, you could still look cute even in the cold.

It had only take five minutes of you being there for John B to come over, as much as you adored him it was still unbelievably awkward. He was always going to be on JJ’s side, you understood that, you liked that. At least you knew the blonde had someone for life. It took another three minutes for said blonde to come wandering over, as careless as ever.

“Hello, ladies,” he greeted, taking a swig of his beer as he stood next to John B.

“Hi,” you replied bluntly. You weren’t drunk yet, therefore he was not your friend; he was just your asshole ex boyfriend.

He smirked. He liked this little game you’d play, counting down the minutes on how long it would take for you to break. “You’re grouchy tonight.”

“JJ,” John B warned under his breath; not wanting to be in the middle of another one of your cat-fights. During the end of your relationship he always seemed to be there, mainly because you spent all your time at his house.

“I’m getting a drink,” you muttered, stalking off towards the drinks table.

An hour late you were tipsy, not so drunk that you didn’t know what you were doing but not so sober that you weren’t enjoying yourself. Kiara and you were dancing around the fire, giggling at each other, when you felt a hand tap you on the shoulder. Your head swivelled, coming face to face with a guy. A cute guy.

“Hi,” he greeted with a smile. Not exactly your type, you preferred guys that smirked, but he wasn’t bad to look at.

“I like your dancing,” he said, making you giggle.

“Why thank you,” you responded, looking up at him with a grin.

Kie bumped your hip as she walked away, sending you a wink. She wanted you to move on, for your own benefit. Even if she was JJ’s friend first, she’s always been for the girls. You roll your eyes fondly, turning back to the mystery man.

“You want a drink?” He offered, nodding to your empty cup.

You thought about it for a moment, weighing your options. “Sure, I’ll have a drink.”

One drink turned into three, and before you knew it he had his tongue down your throat. He wasn’t the best kisser, his hands were awkward as he held your waist, but it felt nice to kiss someone that wasn’t a complete dickhead.

“The fuck are you doing?” You could recognise that voice anywhere. You cringed as you pulled away, turning to look at him in annoyance.

“Having fun. What are you doing?” You asked childishly.

There was a look in his eyes you’d only seen a few times; like he was ready to murder the man stood uncomfortably beside you. JJ took a step forward, chest bumping into the guys. “You want to walk away?”

“Uh… not really? Who are you?” You cringed again, covering your face with your hands; wrong answer.

JJ let out a laugh, filled with anything but humour. He swung his fist, decking the poor guy right in the face. He yelped, falling backwards onto the dusty floor as he clutched his nose is pain.

“JJ!” You yelled, swatting at his chest. “Are you fucking crazy?”

“Maybe,” he shrugged. He bent down so he was beside his victim, a manic smile on his face. “You go near her again you’ll have more than just a bloody nose to deal with, got it?”

“I got it, I got it,” the guy repeated, nodding his head, scared out of his mind.

You just shook your head, turning around and storming away from the scene. Who did JJ think he was? He wasn’t your boyfriend anymore, it wasn’t like you were cheating on him, he had no right to—

“Where the fuck are you goin’, princess?” He asked, coming up behind you as he grabbed your waist.

“Get off me, asshole,” you huffed, elbowing him in the ribs.

He groaned in pain, hunching over. “Shit, forgot how good your aim was.” You carried on walking off, away from the bonfire and away from civilisation. “C’mon, baby! What did you think was gonna happen?”

“I thought you’d mind your own business!” You shouted back, not bothering to turn around to face him. You reached the car park, sighing when you realised Sarah had driven you over. The Twinkie was in sight, maybe you could just steal it; John B usually left his keys inside like an idiot.

Before you could even think about doing such a thing, you were being manhandled against the side of the van. You yelled out, trying to escape his hold but his hands just tightened around your waist. He stared down at you, a look of irritation in his eyes.

“You really think you aren’t my business?” He questioned, tilting his head. “Everythin’ you do is my business. Includin’ kissing jackasses who would never be able to make you feel as good as me.”

“Get over yourself,” you scoffed, glaring up at him.

“You tellin’ me I’m wrong?” He murmured, leaning down and grazing his lips against your neck. You stuttered out a breath, fighting the urge to just give in.

“Yeah, you’re wrong,” you’re stated weakly.

He smirked against your skin, sucking gently on your pulse point as his hands came around and grabbed at your ass. “Why don’t you go back to him then?”

“Because you threatened his life, he’d probably cry if I came near him,” you muttered grouchily.

He snorted, clearly finding himself amusing. “I didn’t realise you had a thing for pussy’s. Ain’t the right guy for you, sweetcheeks. He didn’t even try and fight back.”

JJ’s arms wrapped around you, lifting you up so you were properly caged in now. Your legs wrapped around his waist, your dignity slowly slipping. “I hate you,” you mumbled.

“I know,” he whispered back, leaning in and pressing a kiss to your cheek. “I’m such a prick, ain’t I?” A kiss to your jaw. “Not lettin’ just anyone have their way with you. I’m evil.”

“I wouldn’t have had sex with him!” You argued.

He chuckled again, squeezing your ass once before letting you back down onto solid ground. “Go on then, get back to the bonfire.”

“…What?” You stared up at him, confused and dazed.

JJ smirked. “Thought you hated me, that usually means you shouldn’t hang out with me.”

“Jayj,” you whined. “You can’t— that’s not fair!”

“What’s not fair?” He asked. He was teasing now, just being straight-up cruel. If you had more self respect you’d turn around and do as he said; go back to the party and find a new man to hang out with.

Unfortunately, you didn’t have that self respect.

“Shit— JJ,” you moaned, legs thrown over his shoulders as you lay on the hood of the Twinkie; John B was going to kill you.

“Shhh,” he muttered, slowing his thrusts as he ran his fingers through your sweaty hair. “You want everyone to come see you gettin’ fucked by your ex? Want them to know how much you miss me?”

“In your dreams,” you scoff, although the comment didn’t sting; he could feel you clenching around his cock.

“Mhm, don’t gotta dream it,” he said, hips starting to snap against yours. He leant down, lips brushing your ear. “You’re all mine, you hear me? Mine.” You didn’t answer, just let out a whimper as he hit the spot. His hand wrapped around your throat, a slight pressure to his hold. “Do you hear me?”

“I hear you, I hear you!” You cried out. “I’m yours.”

“Damn right you are.”

[jjsloverre]

could i request a jj fic where hes dating pogue reader! and have been for a long time (kind of a plot change of jj not being a player as if jj’s been with y/n since like 8th grade)

maybe they’re doing a bunch of treasure hunt things and jj says smth along the lines of finally something new and exciting in my life which makes the reader a little insecure

but as they’re all doing treasure hunt things and meeting sarah and everything’s new and changing snd group forgets it’s the readers bday and she gets upset with everyone after but john b lowkey becomes a dick and is like ok sorry but the gold

y/n and jj get into a fight about him not defending her immediately and they ignore each other after but maybe she gets hurt on the next adventure and jj saves her and it’s a happy ending?

sorry if it’s long 😭😭😭 just a lot of angst and fluff please

forgotten

warnings: angsty, mean!pogues, jj not being a good boyfriend, car accident.

a/n: this isn’t exactly canon because I’ve had to switch some events around but it was the best i could do at 3am. hope you enjoy <3 looking at this the next day i hate it🥲but i can’t come up with anything else.

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John B had been your friend for years. You met JJ in the eighth grade, and within a few weeks you were dating, surprisingly it wasn’t just a childhood crush and you were still together now. You’d met John B because of JJ, the two of them were a dynamic duo, so when his father went missing you felt the ache in your chest; you wanted to be there for your friend. What you didn’t realise was that nine months later the entire world would feel like it was crashing down on you.

A treasure hunt. Of course Big John had set up a treasure hunt during his final days, he’d always been a little wacky. You had homework, you had work, you couldn’t be there every time like the rest of them; you weren’t sure how they managed but they did. You missed out on so much of it that at times it felt like you weren’t even apart of it, they stopped inviting you because they figured you wouldn’t be free. Even last week JJ had made a comment about how exciting things had been recently, were you not exciting enough for him anymore?

Your final straw came on your birthday. You made your way over to the Chateau after breakfast with your parents, like you had done every year since you were thirteen. You hadn’t had any texts, there weren’t any Instagram posts from your friends, but you just figured they were going to do that all later. You walked inside, kicking your shoes off as you found everyone else lounging around on the porch; new addition Sarah Cameron included.

“Hey, baby,” JJ greeted, barely looking at you as he carried on his conversation with John B — something about the damn treasure hunt.

You blinked in surprise, looking around at your friends. Not one of them looked back at you, not even a smile in greeting, definitely no ‘happy birthday’s’. “Guys, that’s not funny,” you said, sitting down in the empty seat beside your boyfriend.

“Huh?” Kiara asked, looking up at you.

“I said… it’s not funny,” you murmured. They looked confused, like they didn’t have a clue what you were talking about, like they’d really forgotten.

“What’s not funny?” Pope questioned, eyebrows furrowing.

“Oh shit, you’re serious,” you whispered. You looked to JJ and John B — your boyfriend and your longest friend — they have to remember.

“Serious about what, dude? We thought you were workin’ today, we were about to head out,” John B explained, scratching at the back of his neck.

“Head out to do what?” John B had always been a terrible secret keeper, if they were playing a prank on you then he’d be the first to break.

“Found another lead for the gold,” he said with a smile. All he’s cared about for the last few weeks is the gold, all anyones cared about really. You’re sick of it.

“JJ?” You whispered, turning to him with a look of heartbreak in your eyes. He’d fold at that look, he could never manage to prank you for long; you were a sensitive soul.

“What’s the matter?” He worried, reaching forward to cup your face in his hands. You flinched away like he’d tried to hit you. “Babe, what the fucks goin’ on?”

“Do you know something?” John B stared at you eagerly, like you were about to tell him that yes, you were upset because you’d found a lead in the case.

“I know that my friends are all assholes!” You exclaimed, jumping up from the seat.

“Uh, rude,” Pope muttered.

“What’d we do?” Kiara asked, pulling a face of annoyance at you.

“It’s my birthday,” you cried out, tears now running down your cheeks.

You watched as everyone’s face fell, including Sarah’s who you didn’t even expect to know when your birthday was. JJ opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Kiara buried her face in her hands, probably embarrassed with herself. Pope’s cheek had a red hint, he didn’t like disappointing his friends. It was John B’s reaction that made you want to throw up.

“Happy birthday,” he shrugged, going back to looking at some notebook in his lap.

“That’s it? Happy birthday? You’re not even going to apologise?” You scoffed, looking at him as if he was a stranger instead of your best friend.

“Look, I’m sorry that we forgot but there’s been a lot going on at the moment. This is just, kind of really important. It’s about my dad, y’know?” He said, not a twinge of guilt in his voice.

You looked to JJ. There was no way he’d let John B talk to you like that. Your blonde boyfriend gave you a guilty smile and a little shrug, you felt your heart crack in your chest.

“Fuck you guys,” you muttered, turning around and walking back into the house.

“Seriously?” John B exclaimed.

“Chill,” JJ hissed. You were putting your shoes on when he followed you inside, closing the porch door for some privacy. “You didn’t need to be rude.”

“And you could’ve defended me,” you sniffled, tying your laces.

You didn’t necessarily care that they’d forgotten, if they’d all apologised and tried to make you feel special you would’ve been over it in minutes. But that’s not what they did. Instead, you were made to feel small and unimportant; because all that matters now is the gold.

“You know how he is at the moment, there’s no point in arguing with him,” JJ argued, crossing his arms over his chest.

“But you can argue with me just fine?” You questioned, standing back up. “I’m happy that you’ve all find some excitement in your lives, but I can’t help the fact I feel a little left behind.”

His face scrunched up, before a look of realisation crossed over it. “Babe, you know I didn’t mean it like that. I was just sayin’ that it’s cool that we’re doing this, that’s all.”

“Yeah, you’re doing it. You don’t even ask if I want to come anymore!” You exclaim, tears stinging your eyes.

“Because you’re busy and I don’t want to make you feel like you have to choose. Don’t put that on me,” he retaliated.

“You forgot my birthday, JJ. It’s the fucking passcode to your phone, how do you forget that?” You cried out, rubbing your eyes harshly to try and stop the tears.

“I’ve been distracted, baby. I— I didn’t mean to upset you, okay? Would you just come back out here and stop being so dramatic,” he huffed.

Just when you thought you couldn’t feel any worse.

“I’m going home,” you muttered, turning away to open the front door.

“Seriously? Gonna go spend your birthday alone in your bedroom? We apologised, we’ve been busy, get over it,” he snapped. Sometimes when JJ was overwhelmed with guilt he’d make it feel like it was your fault, you knew that, he’d done it plenty of times before, but this one really hurt.

“Call me when you’ve got your head out of John B’s ass.” And with that, you slammed the door shut.

˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊

You didn’t see the Pogues for a few days, but soon enough Kiara was showing up outside your house with a present and a thousand apologises. That was all you’d wanted; to feel at least a little bit of love. She dragged you along to the Chateau, where Pope and even Sarah said sorry to you. John B did it in his own way, giving you a new bracelet and a kiss on the head. JJ didn’t say a word.

Arguments with JJ always went like this. You were both too stubborn for your own good and neither of you wanted to be the one to break first. You’d had arguments over nothing that had lasted days because you didn’t want to apologise. But this time it wasn’t over nothing, it was over you feeling hurt and it was his turn to man up and say sorry.

You were on the way to follow another lead. It didn’t bother you as much, not now that you actually were starting to feel involved. You knew at some point someone was gonna get hurt during this, but you’d figured it would be from something dangerous. Not because John B lost control of the van and slammed into a tree.

Your ears were ringing, the world around you was spinning as you reached up to grip your head. It had flung to the side and smacked into the window. Hands were on you, but you couldn’t work out who’s they were.

“Hey, hey, fuck, John B! What the fuck is wrong with you!” You snapped out of your trance from the yelling, eyes widening as JJ came into focus; tears in his eyes. “C’mon, baby, you’re okay. Look at me, you’re okay.”

“Mhm,” you groaned.

“Don’t touch it,” JJ murmured, grabbing your hand just before you could feel the wound. “Just a bit of blood, gonna get you to the hospital. You’re okay, you’ll be okay, please be okay.”

John B was in the back now, handing JJ his bandana to hold over your wound whilst Kiara called for an ambulance. It seemed everyone else had got away with just some scrapes and bruises. “I’m so sorry,” John B apologised.

“Who gave you a license?” You asked, making him smile weakly.

“I don’t know, I’m giving it back,” he replied, stroking your hair.

The ambulance arrived and gave you a checkup there and then, they stitched up your head and came to the conclusion that you had a concussion. JJ sat with you the whole time, gripping onto your hand like he was the one in pain. By the time you got back to the Chateau the sun had set and you were exhausted, the pain now just a dull ache from the painkillers you’d been given.

“What’d you need?” JJ murmured as you laid down on his bed, already closing your eyes.

“For you to punch John B in the nose,” you grumbled, making him chuckle as he sat down beside you; hand resting on your back.

“Happily.”

“Kidding. He feels guilty enough.” You’d seen John B cry maybe five times in your years of friendship, today was one of those days. If you weren’t in so much pain you would have taken a picture.

“I’m really sorry,” JJ blurted out.

“Why? Did you take the wheel?” You honestly couldn’t remember, there was a chance he had.

“Not about today, about… about your birthday.” His voice cracked, tears brimming his eyes. “I can’t believe I forgot, and trust me I’m never gonna forgive myself for it. I’ve just been tryin’ to be the best friend I can be for John B, I don’t know how to help him, y’know? But… you’re my priority, always will be, and I’m sorry if I made you think that you weren’t.”

“I don’t care that you forgot my birthday, JJ. I care that you didn’t even apologise. Basically just told me to get over it,” you sighed.

“I know, fuck, baby, I know. I messed up so bad, I just felt so fuckin’ awful and I went on the defence. I’m sorry, please, I’ll never put anyone before you again. I thought I lost you for a second today and I know I can’t live without you,” he pleaded, cupping your face gently in his hands.

“Calm down,” you murmured, taking his hand in yours as you watched him work himself up. “I’m not breaking up with you, JJ. I just need you to work on apologising when you do something wrong.”

“I will, I will,” he promised, leaning down to kiss your cheek repeatedly. “Your present is at my place, and when you’re feelin’ better we’ll go and celebrate properly. Maybe a weekend away to the Mainland? I was savin’ up for it anyway.”

“As long as you don’t mention the gold,” you tease, making him chuckle quietly.

“Scouts honour, no mentioning of gold or anything else that’ll make you have anything but a perfect birthday-redo,” he reassured, pecking your lips.

“Can’t wait,” you smiled weakly.

“You think you’ll ever get in the car with John B again?” He murmured, lying down beside you.

“Not if you offered me all the money in the world.”

[jjsloverre]

Well someone had to say it…

[jjsloverre]

oh dear god thug jj save me

[jjsloverre]

JJ gets a little too drunk...

word count: <700

You and JJ were at the chateau, lounging on the couch with one too many empty beer bottles surrounding the both of you.

You were scrolling through your phone until his body hit your side, his hands immediately grabbing onto your hoodie for leverage.

"JJ.." you hiccuped drunkenly, dropping your phone and trying to get him unstuck from you.

"Mmgghhh." He groaned, his head falling into your lap.

"You're gonna throw up on me if you keep flopping around like that." You mumbled, trying to shimmy away from his grasp and failing. Miserably. Why did he somehow seem stronger when inebriated? Isn't it supposed to have the opposite effect? Only JJ could defy that logic.

"No 'm not, lemme stay here..smell so good. Like..flowers and.." he trailed off, sliding his hands up your hoodie.

"And flowers.."

"You already said flowers." You grumbled, letting him rest his hands on your waist. For now. You were too tired and tipsy to really do anything about it.

"Smell so good..look so good." He chuckled, ignoring your words, continuing to hide his face in your hoodie.

"Gonna fuggin..marry you." He hiccuped, his fingers pressing ever so slightly into your skin.

You paused for a second before letting out a snort.

"You're gonnna marry me?"

"Don't laugh, 's not funny I'm dead serious. Gonna..get you a big ass ring. No ring pop shit, I'm serious, mama."

You felt your heart skip a beat, your cheeks growing warm at his words. You found yourself running your fingers through his hair, like you were petting him ..and he really didn't seem to mind.

"Yeah? What else?"

"And..it's gonna be by the beach–Oh my god, you'd look so good in white.." he groaned, like the image of you in a pretty white gown already had his head spinning.

"Dog." He added quickly, "definitely need a dog..maybe a kid."

He looked up at you then, like he was searching for your approval on his plans for your future life. Both of your guy's future life. You just looked down at him, smiling so wide it hurt.

"Or two." He smirked, "and they'll be cool, but obviously can't beat us. I mean nobody could." He chuckled, snuggling back up into your hoodie.

"Of course, nobody can out do us." You teased, another hiccup leaving your throat.

"Pope'd be so mad I spent that much on a ring..he'd say it's like a bad idea, but I'd be like ..shutup man it's for my wife." He snorted, letting out a little groan when your nails scratched his scalp just right.

"JJ." You whispered, his head immediately perking up as you called his name.

"You better remember this tomorrow."

"Always remember the important stuff, baby." He whispered, before wobbily leaning up to kiss your lips.

You kissed him back immediately, cupping his face, but before you had the chance to do anything else he was pulling away from you, leaving you confused.

"Baby, I think if I kissed you any longer I would've thrown up."

"Jay!" Your face dropped, your voice laced with fake offense. You obviously knew what he meant.

"Bathroom break." He whispered, before running down the hall.

You quickly chased after him, giggling like a maniac.

Someone has to hold his snapback back from falling into the toilet...

masterlist!

a/n: a little drabble before I'm like gone the entire day...

dividers: @/uzmacchiato

taglist: @angel06babysworld

[jjsloverre]

TEXTS WITH LOVER BOY!JJ PT. 2

part one

pairing: lover boy!jj x gf!reader

warnings: mentions of drinking, reader and jj being freaky, jjpope

if theres any others feel free to let me know!

lover boy!jj masterlist | main masterlist

a/n: i do have lover boy!jj works in progress! at least one or two out in the next week (ill try☹️)