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a little comfort ☼ jj maybank

a/n: like i said, A SIMP FOR JJ DEAR GOD

summary: your dad takes pity on your friend jj's living situation and lets him move in

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word count: 4195

gif credit: @itsjustawave​

Life could really fucking suck sometimes. Bad things happened to good people and good things happened to bad people sometimes. Sometimes the world just didn't make sense. One of those things that just wasn't justified was JJ's father harming JJ. Knowing JJ, if you brought up this subject, JJ would lose it and shut down. That would only make things worse, so you had to be very careful how you dealt with those situations. Like any friend, you would be concerned, but your concern ran deeper than that. It came from how much you had fallen for him. That boy had protected you on multiple occasions and all you wanted to do was help protect him for once. When it came to the Pogues, JJ was ready to defend, protect or help any of you at anytime. Maybe you were the only one who saw the marks on him or maybe they knew but didn't want to actually think JJ was enduring that kind of abuse. Time and time again, you tried to warm JJ to maybe opening up about it, but you just couldn't get him to say anything besides mild jokes. Today was the day JJ took the fall for Pope. His bail cost his dad like thirty thousand dollars, so you knew how that was going to go. You begged your dad to front the money, promising he wouldn't be in trouble and you would help JJ pay him back, but your dad felt too skeptical on it. While you had the money as the Kooks, you had no desire to befriend them, which your dad respected, especially after you had told him what really happens with the Kooks.

The whole day went by, and you didn't hear anything from him. If you went to his house, he would probably lose it, but sitting around made you more nervous. During the day, you went to John B's and stopped by The Wreck to talk to Kie and Pope, asking if they had heard anything from him. They hadn't. All of them were confused on why you looked on the verge of crying when you said no, but you rushed away before they could ask questions. Coming home with no word on JJ felt like the most heartbreaking defeat. Earlier, you dad told you him and your mom had some plans that night, so you'd be alone. After the crappy day, not being able to talk to your Dad about your worry made everything even worse.

To try and pass time, you laid around, watching TV. Once you had finally given up on finding JJ, you settled into your bed and mindlessly watched a show. During the middle of the most intense scene, a soft knock was heard. No one usually came by to your house often, so this was completely odd. As you walked over into the living room, you could hear the knock louder now. Uneasily, you opened the door up slightly and were met with JJ standing at your door. Tears were welling up in his eyes.

"JJ?" you asked, opening up the door fully.

"I'm sorry.. I didn't know where else to go and you told me I could always come here and I just," he let out, in a rush.

"What happened?" you asked, opening the door up more, to let him in. Nervously, he looked in.

"Are your parents home?" he asked, nervously.

"No, come in," you said, softly, trying to pull him in gently.

"Will that piss them off? I don't want to be rude," JJ replied, biting on his lip, holding back the fear on his face.

"They'll understand. Please just come in JJ," you said, looking up at him with pity written all over your face. He nodded and slowly walked in. Once he stepped into the light, you saw it. The cut's all over his face. "JJ," you breathed, trying not to overstep. "What happened?" you asked, softly, slowly letting your hand go up to hover over the cut.

"y/n, I-" JJ started, but just stepped closer to you. "It happened," he croaked out, letting a few tears roll down his cheeks. You knew what he meant. Gently, you wrapped your arms around his back and pulled him towards your body. His normally wide, muscular body turned into a hunched mess.

"It's okay," you cooed, rubbing his back slowly. Every ounce of your heart hurt for him as you could hear him let out a sob.

"I thought about killing him, y/n," he whispered out, making you grip him tighter.

"JJ, he's hurt you so many times," you mumbled out, trying to hold back your own tears.

"Please don't think I'm crazy," he said, pulling away quickly. He towered over you, looking like a lost puppy.

"You're not crazy, JJ," you said, softly.

"I don't have anyone else... The only person I have fucking hates me," he whispered, gulping.

"Do not say that," you remarked, sternly and softly. "He's not all you have. You have the Pogues and JJ you always have me." After you finished, you went to grab his hand, seeing marks on his knuckles, probably from one of the fights he got into defending the Pogues.

"I should probably head back soon," he said, trying to smile slightly.

"Just stay here tonight," you said, gripping his hand a little tighter. "I'll talk to my dad. We can work something out," you smiled, trying to convince him to stay. "Please," you finally begged out, seeing his body heave with a deep breath.

"I don't want to make your dad mad," he admitted. "He's always been really good to me."

Shaking off his words, you tugged him to your room, keeping the door open, which would hopefully make you dad more comfortable with the idea. Never had a boy been in your room before. JJ's eyes wandered around your room, smiling. "It's cozy in here," he mumbled.

"Lay down," you said, pointing to the bed.

"No, it's okay," he said, nicely.

"No, lay down. You're sleeping in here tonight. I'll take the couch or something when my dad gets home and I can talk to him," you said, sternly. JJ knew better than to argue with you, so he crawled on your bed. You climbed in your bed. "Come here," you mumbled, opening your arms to let JJ come and lay on your chest. He nervously came and laid his head on your chest, his arms engulfing your body. Silence filled you both as you ran your fingers through his hair, making him calm down.

"Thank you," he spoke, quietly. Seeing him so vulnerable, which was completely unusual, made your heart break.

"I'm gunna figure something out," you whispered. "You're not going to stay there anymore." At your final words, JJ turned to look up at you.

"What are you talking about?" he asked looking at you with confusion.

"I'm gunna see if my dad will let you stay here with us. We have extra bedrooms," you said, shyly, feeling a flush come over your cheeks. The flush stemmed from your embarrassment of feeling like you were gloating about having extra bedrooms and also the idea of living with JJ.

"y/n, don't. Your dad is not going to like that idea. He barely likes me since I've been arrested like five fucking times," JJ replied, pulling away from you, to look at you. "You don't have to do this," he continued, sighing.

"JJ, you have protected me more times than I can count. When I need help, you're there, immediately. Let me protect you for once," you said, gently, rubbing his arm to comfort him. "Please let me at least talk to them about it."

Sighing, he agreed, "Okay." Without you saying anything else, he went back to the position you were just in with his arms around you and his head laid on your chest. "Can you do what you were doing?" he asked so softly, you had to bite back saying aw. Humming, you began to gently run your fingers through his hair again. After some time, you could hear JJ's breathing change and looked down to see him sleeping. A content sigh left you as you continued messing with his hair. Time rushed by and you heart your front door open. It was super late, so your parents were probably trying to be quiet, thinking you were asleep. You saw your dad poke his head in your room and before he could be pissed off, you spoke softly, not wanting to wake JJ up:

"Dad, please don't be mad," you started, and he walked further in your room. "It happened again. His dad hit him because he had to bail him out. Before you get pissed about this, he only went to jail to cover for Pope because Pope actually sunk the boat, but Pope only sunk the boat because Rafe and Topper jumped him and Rafe literally beat him with a freaking golf club, Dad." His face distorted many times throughout your rambling, and finally landed on his thinking face.

"So why is he here?" he asked, calmly.

"He didn't have anywhere else to go. I told him he could stay... He tried to say no, but I wouldn't let him," you answered, truthfully. That is the one reason you think you can pull this off. Your dad and yours relationship was built on complete and utter trust. What you told each other stayed in the privacy of your home. You knew your dad wouldn't publicly get involved, knowing it may worsen this tension.

"He can stay," he sighed. "But door is open all night. I'm going to pop my head in every hour randomly to make sure no funny business."

"Dad, it's not like that," you whispered, blushing at his comment.

"We'll discuss all this more tomorrow morning," he said, leaning over and giving your forehead a kiss. "I'm serious, y/n. No funny business."

"Dad! He's just a friend," you replied, embarrassed. When your dad reached the door, he stopped and turned around.

"Friends don't hold friends that way," he spoke, turning around and walking out the door. At his words, you bit your bottom lip, looking down to make sure JJ was still sleeping. His breathing was louder than usual, meaning yes. With your dad's words ringing in your ears, you relaxed more and tried to sleep. Your dad's words kept repeating in your mind, making your overthink if there was actually a chance JJ's feelings ran deeper than that of a friend. Every time you thought of the possibility, your brain automatically shut that idea down. After some time of your brain thinking of every possibility, you finally felt tired enough to drift off to sleep.

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When you woke up in the morning, JJ was gone. "Fuck," you grumbled, rushing out of bed to see if your dad saw him leave. When you rushed out, you ran to the living room to see your dad and JJ sat on opposite couches.

"What's going on?" you asked, looking between both your dad and JJ.

"Sit down, honey," your dad responded, warmly. Slowly, you went and sat down on the same couch as JJ.

"Now that you're both awake, I want to talk to both of you about last night," your dad said, calmly. You knew he wasn't upset, but JJ looked terrified. "JJ, I want to ask you a couple things. Nothing crazy, but I want you to be completely honest with me," he continued.

"Yes sir, of course sir,"  JJ said, nervously, messing with your fingers.

"What's going on at home?" your dad asked bluntly, making your eyes widened. JJ's whole body tensed up.

"Dad!" you exclaimed, glaring at him. So much for not saying anything.

"Uh," JJ started, trying to find words.

"I'm not asking to embarrass you, JJ. If what I think is going on, I want to try and help you," your dad said, giving him a small smile.

"My dad. Uh, he's a drunk. I'm a horrible kid. So it just doesn't work well," JJ said, shrugging, trying to make it not seem like a big deal. Nodding, your dad let out a sigh.

"Listen, JJ, I know more than you think I know. I know you've helped my daughter and protected her at times I couldn't. That being said. If you'd like, you are welcome to stay here, any time." Both you and JJ sat, shocked. While you thought your dad may agree, you didn't think he would do it so easily.

"Are you sure, sir?" JJ asked, looking shocked. "If y/n put you up to it and you don't want to, I don't want to say yes."

"Hey!" you exclaimed, earning a smile from JJ.

"You can be a little bossy into getting your way," JJ said lightly. This made your dad let out a laugh.

"While she brought up you staying last night, I thought of offering you a place here. If you're uncomfortable, you don't have to, but I want you to know, you have other options," you dad said with a slight smile. JJ gave a slow nod. You remained quiet throughout all of this, not wanting to add tension. This was between JJ and your dad.

"Thank you," JJ said, smiling. "As long as you're sure, then yeah. That would be amazing." You grinned at his response, jumping over to give him a huge hug. Even your dad gave a smile. When you looked up, you saw tears pooling in his eyes as he wrapped an arm around you.

"Well, whenever you're ready, I can drive you to your dad's and you can pick up what you need," you dad said, getting up from the couch.

"Thank you sir," JJ said, astonished. Once he left the room, JJ attacked you with a hug. "Thank you so fucking much, y/n," he whispered, as he hugged you tighter.

"Anything for you, JJ," you smiled, hugging him back.

That afternoon your dad drove JJ to his house and he grabbed everything he could and came to put his belongings in his room. From outside the room, you heard your dad talking to JJ.

"Sir, your daughter is seriously the nicest person I've ever met and now I know where she got it from," you heard JJ's voice.

"She talks very highly of you, so I'm glad you think highly of her as well," your dad replied.

"I honestly have no idea why she speaks of me that way, but I'm lucky she does," JJ responded.

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Weeks went by with JJ staying at your house. Oddly enough, him and your dad became very close. Your mom adored his company because he was always trying to help around the house an do anything that could help your parents. Surprisingly, you and JJ spent even more time together than you already did. Truthfully, you thought you weren't going to hang out at all at your home. Half the time you both fell asleep on the separate couches after binging a show. The Pogues were cued in about JJ living with you. Oddly, they didn't seem fazed.

This morning, you actually woke up in your bed, even though you slept on the couch. Shrugging it off, you headed to your kitchen and living room, seeing no one in the house. Your next instinct was to check outside. When you walked onto the balcony in your room, you saw your dad and JJ outside. They were messing with God knows what. Both of them had their backs to you.

"Look, I don't want to overstep. I know I'm not your father, but I want to give you some male advice," you dad spoke up, gaining JJ's attention. Internally, you felt yourself cringe from secondhand embarrassment. "I'm not saying my daughter is too good for you, but I'm just saying girls like her don't come around often." Your secondhand embarrassment doubled while your nosiness tripled.

"You can say it, she is beyond too good for me," JJ laughed.

"But that's not what I'm saying, kid. I'm saying that good people that care the way she does are very rare. To have someone care for you the way she does, basically never happens. I love my daughter dearly, but she loves with all of her and the way she cares for you is love, kid," you heard your dad let out, with a warm tone.

"Did she tell you that?" JJ asked quickly, making your dad laugh.

"No, but I'm old enough to be able to tell you both are in love. Listen, you don't want to miss out on someone over some rule or because you're too stupid to notice," your dad chuckled out.

"Sir, honestly, I just don't think I'm good enough for her. I mean you know her. She is the most caring person and obviously you know she's beautiful," you could hear JJ let out.

"You can't limit yourself because of what you think you are. If you think she's too good for you, then you run and get her because she can make you better. Just because you may act impulsively sometimes, doesn't mean you aren't a good kid," your dad said, patting JJ's back. "If you love her, you need to tell her, JJ." Quietly, you went back inside and scurried to shower and get ready. By him saying you're too good for him, does that mean he does love you? Your dad was your best wingman. After showering and getting ready, you went back and plopped down on your bed, listening to some music. A couple minutes later, JJ popped in.

"Hey," he smiled, messing with his fingers.

"Hey," you smiled, biting down on your lip.

"Do you wanna go somewhere later?" he asked, leaning against your doorway.

"Yeah, are we meeting up with the Pogues?" you asked, trying to gage if the moment you had been dreaming of was going to happen.

"I mean, I was thinking just us. We're supposed to go to hang with them in a little," JJ spoke, shrugging as his cheeks turned a light red.

"Sure," you smiled.

"Okay, sweet," he said, backing up out of your room while still looking at you, running into your door frame. You let out a small giggle. "After we hang with everyone else," he said, walking down the hallway. Once he had gotten far enough down the hallway, you let out a squeal. Tonight might actually be the night that JJ actually showed he cared for you in more than a friend way. When JJ finished showering, and getting ready, he came back in your room. He word an old t shirt, a pair of shorts and a hat backwards. God, did he look good. "You ready?" he smiled, taking you out of your trance.

"Yup," you grinned, hopping up and grabbing your bag. "What are we supposed to be doing with them?" you asked as you both headed to your car.

"Who fucking knows," he laughed, staring at you across the hood of your car, smiling. Butterflies erupted in your stomach as he smiled at you. Nervously, you unlocked the doors and climbed in the car. After a short drive to John B's, you saw everyone there already. They were talking about a plan for the merchant money. You stayed engaged as much as you could, but your eyes kept lingering over to JJ. Some of those times, you were met with JJ's eyes already on you. After a plan was set in place, you all spent more time planning. It took majority of the day trying to figure out all this information. When it got late, everyone broke up to do whatever they needed to do. Both you and JJ walked out of John B's and headed towards your car. By now, it was dark out.

"So, where are we going?" you asked, looking over at him.

"Actually, do you think I could drive?" he asked, looking over at you with a smile.

"Why don't you just tell me where to go?" you asked, laughing.

"It's a surprise," he grinned, making his way over to the driver's side where you stood. Gently, he took the keys out of your hand. "Trust me."

Sighing, you went over to the passenger's side, climbing in. Once he got in the car and got situated, he began driving. In the night, you could barely see anything and even if you could, you'd probably have no idea where you were anyway. JJ pulled into a small area to park and looked at you with a small smile. He quickly rushed over to open your door to let you out.

"Well, that's out of character," you giggled, jumping down from the car.

"What? I'm trying to be nice or whatever," JJ shrugged, smiling sightly. You just gave him a smile as he took your hand.

Quietly, you followed until you saw in the dark forest, there was suddenly a bright lit area. When you got closer, you saw lights hung all around the tree. Once you looked further, you saw this area led to the beach. "What is this?" you asked, smiling. Looking over, you saw a nervous JJ.

"I just wanted to do something for you, since um you gave me a new place to live," he explained, nervously, running his fingers through his hair.

"Thank you," you smiled, going in for a hug.

"And I wanted to tell you something," he said, pulling away from you. Your head turned to face him as he stood in front of you. "Look, I was actually talking to your dad and he gave me the courage to actually say this so I'm just going to say it- I love you," he blurted out, gulping nervously. While you had seen this coming somewhat, actually hearing the words come out his mouth caught you off guard. You tried to say something but nothing would come out of your mouth. With no words, JJ spoke again, "I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't have listened to him, I-"

"I love you, JJ," you breathed out. Before another moment could pass, JJ had both his hands cupping your face and leaned down to connect your lips. Your hands slowly came up to rub his arms. As he kissed you, your body's moved back until you were pressed up against a tree. He was so gentle when he was kissing you, his thumb rubbing against your cheek softly as he moved his lips in rhythm to yours. You had been waiting for this kiss for so long, and this kiss was even more magical than you ever could have dreamed of. Everything about you two fit so perfectly against one another that the kiss just confirmed there was love there.

When JJ pulled away, you both were breathing heavily. "You saved me, y/n," he mumbled, looking down at your lips.

"JJ," you started, to try and tell him you didn't do anything, that he was a good person without you, but he knew you too well and cut you off.

"Don't say you didn't. Every time I got myself in a shit situation, beating someone or about to get arrested if I did something, I thought of you. What you would think of me and what you would say if you were there," he admitted, making your whole insides melt. "And I put a gun to my father's head and the only reason I didn't pull the trigger that day was because of you." Tears welled up in your eyes  as you looked up at him. "I'm not that great of a guy and I have no idea why the hell you love me the way I love you, but because of that you saved me from myself," he kept going with it, making tears roll down your cheeks.

"JJ, you are the most amazing person," you said, cupping his face with your cheeks. "You deserve so much more than life gave you. You make me feel safe, JJ. You deserve the world," you responded, making him look you in the eyes.

"I love you, y/n," JJ repeated, "Like really fucking love you." He leaned down again to kiss you. This kiss was less gentle. There was more passion there this time, taking your breath away. His arms snaked around your waist as he pulled your body closer. Both of your lips molded together again, fitting like two puzzle pieces. Time stood still as the kiss continued, until you both pulled away for air.

"So are you going to sneak into my room tonight to sleep in my bed?" you asked, with a grin on your face.

"Let's not push it with your dad... He just started really liking me," he responded, with a small smile.

"Fine, I'll just bug him until he gives in," you giggled.

"Absolutely not," he laughed, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"You're no fun," you pouted, teasingly.

"Oh, I'm fun," JJ smirked, biting on his lower lip.

"Prove it later tonight," you instantly replied.

"I just fucking might," he responded, pressing a kiss to your neck.

a/n: i hope you guys enjoyed!! let me know if you have any requests!!

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truth ☼ jj maybank

a/n: listen here, i am a straight simp for JJ from the outerba banks so here we GOOOoo. i’ll also be taking requests for outer banks guys soooo lemme know if you have any ideas you want. this also turned out wayyyy longer than i intended but uh yeahhhh

summary: jj finally admits who he’s been crushing on

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word count: 6472

After another shit school year, crowded and drained by the Kooks, you were finally ready to have a summer with the Pogues. Just like Kie, you were technically a Kook but the Pogue lifestyle was more for you. Your mom had been a Kook and your dad was from the cut, so they completely understood your choice of friends, more so your Mom as odd as that sounds. She never had her Pogue experience besides when meeting your father, and she wanted you to live that life, while your father was skeptical of the your friend choices. Nonetheless, he still was semi supportive of you hanging with your friends. After the hurricane, there wasn’t really much power on the Pogue side, so plans just more so happened when you rolled up to each other’s house, mainly John B’s. Today was one of those days where you were just rolling up. After a small drive, you arrived at John B’s house. Sliding out of your car, you barged through the front door to see JJ and John B laid out on the couches.

“You should probably start locking your door, John B,” you started, making the boys both turn to you. John B rolled his eyes as you gave them both a huge grin.

“You should probably not barge into people’s homes,” John B fired back as JJ gave you a smile.

“JJ does it!” you exclaimed, coming to flop down on the couch on John B’s legs.

“To be fair, JJ doesn’t have manners,” John B replied, adjusting uncomfortably while you sat on him. You laughed in response as JJ looked offended. “And can you go sit with him, you’re hurting crushing my legs,” John B groaned, making you open your mouth in shock.

“Are you calling me fat?” you asked, playfully. Quickly, you stood up, with your lips pouting before you moved over to sit next to JJ who had sat up, giving you room to sit. John B rolled his eyes, knowing you were being dramatic.

“Well, Y/n, I don’t think you’re fat,” JJ started, looking over at your with a smirk before continuing, “So you can sit on me anywhere any time.”

“That’s just sad,” John B reacted, looking unamused while JJ had the biggest smile.

“Well thank you for not thinking I’m fat?” you questioned, laughing slightly, as you turned to look at JJ, “but just warning, that’s not how you compliment a girl.” Shaking your head, you turned to look at the TV.

“What was I supposed to say? You look pretty? Have a banging body?” JJ asked, slightly offended.

“Gross!” John B exclaimed, “Don’t try to mack on y/n, no pogue on pogue, JJ,” he continued, looking over at JJ who flicked him off.

“I’m just trying to understand how you’re supposed to compliment a girl, since y/n said I didn’t do good,” JJ explained, as you tried to play off the flush on your cheeks.

“You did horrible actually,” you corrected, laughing. “But I didn’t come here to give a lesson on how to flirt with a girl. What are we doing today?” you asked with a smile.

“Well Pope and Kie are working,” John B started. “So it’ll just be us today.”

“Damn, maybe I’ll just go home,” you said, trying to look not pleased with who you’d be hanging with.

“Asshole,” John B snorted. “Just for that we’re not going to go on the boat,” he finished, crossing his arms over his chest dramatically.

“And I won’t be sharing any weed with you,” JJ added, with a slight joking glare.

“Oh cmon, you know I’m kidding,” you smiled. “I just like Pope more than both of you ,” you joked, slouching back into the couch.

“Wait,” JJ started. “So you’re telling me out of all of us, Pope is your favorite? All he does is stress and fucking says the weirdest shit,” JJ continued, looking slightly offended, making you burst out laughing.

“That’s why I love him. He says the funniest shit,” you replied, smiling.

“Well then maybe you should wait for Pope to give you a boat ride,” John B said, unfazed by your words.

“You were my favorite, y/n but not after this attitude,” JJ said, with a slight pout. As much as you loved Pope, you were completely joking. In all honesty there was no favorite. You adored every single one of them in different ways, but JJ was a different type of friendship. It was always playful and flirty that at some point, his jokes started to make your heart pound and your cheeks blush. It wasn’t always like that but recently, there had been something different between you both in a sort of more than friend tension. To you, it was probably from the fact you struggled to play off his joking flirting since you had started to find yourself having more than Pogue allowed feelings for him.

“I was joking, guys,” you said, jolting up off the couch. “Now can we please go out on the boat? I want to drink and swim and be in the sun,” you whined, going to grab and pull JJ up off his seat on the couch. It was much harder than you anticipated.

“Only if you say I’m your favorite,” JJ wagered, trying to hold back a smile.

“Fine, you’re my favorite,” you said, giving him a smile hoping he would give in.

“What the fuck about me? I’m providing the boat,” John B spoke up, feigning offense. You dropped JJ’s hands and walked over to John B.

“John B, you and JJ are both my favorites. Now can we please go?” you begged, jutting out your lower lip.

“Fine, but only because i want to go out on the boat, not because you tried those damn puppy dog eyes on me,” he replied, getting up from the couch. You turned to JJ with a smile. He just shook his head at you before getting up off the couch.

“You always get your way, princess,” he teased as John B had walked away. From the little nickname, your cheeks reddened again.

“Just because I live around Kook’s does not mean I’m a princess,” you replied, trying to hide your true feelings towards the nickname.

“I never said that, but you’re our princess,” he said, his cheeks turned the slightest shade of a darker red, making you bite your lip.

“See, that’s better flirting,” you replied, trying to diffuse the tension building in you.

“Glad you caught that,” JJ said, clearing his throat slightly before grabbing his bag. You had yours flung across your shoulder and John B came back in the house.

“Are you dumbasses coming or what?” he asked, looking at you both.

“Yeah!” you replied quickly, rushing towards the door. All of you climbed into the boat and you sat comfortably in the front.

“Alright, I need a beer,” JJ said, already cracking one open, making you shake your head. That boy and his beers.

“I want one,” you exclaimed, gaining John B’s attention. With a smile, he grabbed one and walked over to you.

“Anything for you,” he joked, as you thanked him. JJ sat in the back, watching you both. It was odd, he never usually was so serious like that, but you shrugged it off anyway.

“Let’s go, hoes!” you exclaimed as John B turned on the boat. Both of the boys shook their heads at you while letting out a slight laugh. Once John B accelerated, you got closer to the front of the boat. Something about sitting up front with the wind hitting you on the water just felt right. As the boat soared along, you sipped on your beer, until John B slowed down to nice waters. The sun was beating down at this time of afternoon and your felt your body getting hot. After a couple more cool sips of your beer, you got up and shedded off your clothes so you were only left in your bikini. John B and JJ were slamming beers at the moment, and you laughed. Something about being in the sun on the water put you at ease. You laid back, relaxed on the seat and let the sun hit you.

“Whatcha doing up here?” John B asked, with a smirk.

“Drinking?” you laughed, showing your beer. As you sat up slightly, John B came and sat on your legs, making you very uncomfortable. He definitely was too big to do that. “John B! Get up!” you laughed out.

“What am i too fat?” he mocked, jokingly.

“Yes, you’re too fucking fat,” you replied, laughing. In a rush John B had yours and his beers set down and had you tugged up into his arms. He moved towards the front of the boat, holding your over. “John B!” You squealed, trying to wiggle out of his arms. He was laughing hysterically at you trying to get out of his arms.

“Pay back’s a bitch,” he laughed before he jumped off the boat with you in his arms. Before you could scream, your body hit the cool water. Once you sunk down some, you started swimming to the surface.

“Douche!” you cried out, laughing as John B came up from air. “You’re a douche!” you screamed, splashing water in his face as you both treaded the water.

“You called me fat!” he exclaimed, laughing.

“You called me fat first!” you replied, smiling. After a couple more minutes of splashing him, you swam back to the boat. JJ sat, unamused. “Wanna give me a hand?” you asked, sticking your arm out. With no change in emotion, he helped pull you back on the boat.

“Why didn’t you jump in?” you questioned, ringing your dripping hair out.

“I didn’t wanna come in between you and John B’s flirting,” he shrugged, practically chugging down his beer.

“Flirting?” you laughed, loudly, genuinely confused.

“Oh John B you’re fat,” he giggled out in a high pitched voice, “y/n payback. Let me just hold you and jump in the water with you,” he said mocking John B’s voice. “No, you’re a douche!” he mocked you, with a high pitch voice and pretending to giggle.

“Oh my god, it’s not that deep, JJ,” you said, slightly annoyed with his tone. He seemed annoyed with you both for no good reason. “He was just joking around,” you said, going to grab your towel to dry off a little.

“From a fellow guy, he’s trying to get with you,” JJ grumbled out, looking almost disgusted.

“JJ, I’m pretty sure he’s in love with Kie like the rest of you,” you sighed, knowing the truth. Kie was the original Pogue girl in their friend group and all the boys were head over heels for her. It made sense, she was absolutely beautiful inside and out. She could get almost any guy but there was the rule, but that didn’t stop the boys from clearly crushing on her.

“Unless he’s into you,” JJ said, still not looking normal. The emotion he was feeling you couldn’t tell from looking at him, but it sure as hell wasn’t his normal playful, happy look.

“Please, all of you are practically in love with Kie, you all drool over her,” you said, waving off his unrealistic thought of John B liking you. Obviously, John B was attractive, but there was nothing there between you two. You knew that. Whatever feelings you had were all towards JJ. That’s when John B came back on the boat, dripping wet.

“What’s going on?” he asked with a smile.

“Just talking about how you guys are in love with Kie,” you laughed, before JJ could possibly bring up what you were actually talking about. John B grinned even more.

“I mean, have you met her? Anyone would have a crush on her,” John B said, confirming what you already said. “I mean JJ can confirm that. It’s like not in love with her but everyone has a lowkey crush on her.” You eyes looked over to JJ and he shrugged.

“Yeah,” he replied, sipping on his beer again. Exactly what you thought. Even JJ was crushing on Kie. While it was known information, it doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt a little. Having this actually fully be confirmed made it hurt even more. Without another thought, you got hold of your beer and chugged the rest. Nothing a little alcohol couldn’t fix. After you finished drinking it, you went a grabbed another one and started chugging again.

“y/n, what are you doing?” JJ asked, a little bit of worry on his face.

“Drinking? I’m way behind you guys on beers?” you said, continuing to drink more. While you loved Kie dearly, you would have given anything to be in her place.

“Well, maybe slow down a little,” John B said, concerned.

“Nope,” you smiled. “I’m trying to get drunk!” you laughed, trying to cover your sadness. Truly, neither boy believed it fully, but they let it go.

“Another round?” JJ asked, which you nodded too after gulping down the rest of your beer, going for your third beer within ten minutes. After you gulped some more down, you stopped drinking so much, giving yourself a break.

You got out your speaker and at started to play music as the boys stood near the back of the boat. You laid out once again, relaxing and drinking. A couple more beers and you would feel fun and want to dance. About an hour later and you were borderline hammered. You laid on the front of the boat, smiling at absolutely nothing. Laughing at whatever music was playing. “I think we should head back,” John B said, looking at your overly intoxicated state.

“Nooo,” you replied, sitting up, slowly. “This is so fun!” Both guys looked at each other with a worried look.

“Yeah let’s go back and get you some water,” JJ added, walking to the front of the boat with you as John B began driving. He sat down beside you, with a slightly concerned face.

“We have water right here, the ocean,” you stated as if what he said made no sense.

“Drinking water, dumbass,” he laughed slightly, looking over at you. Pursing your lips at his correction, you laid your head down in his lap.

“Hey, JJ,” you spoke, gaining his attention. With the movement of the boat and wind, there’s no way John B would have heard you.

“What’s up?” he said, looking down at you.

“Do you think I’m pretty?” you asked bluntly, catching him off guard. His face turned to a slight pink, most likely from the sun.

“Well, I mean yeah, you’re pretty good looking,” he replied, shrugging. Not the response you had wanted. Not at all.

“But like do you think I’m good enough to pull a guy,” you continued, trying to get reassurance that just because your best friend was the girl of every guys dream, that you still had a chance to have a boy like you.

“I mean, sure, why wouldn’t you be?” he shrugged, biting down on his lower lip. Again, not the exact response you had wanted. You wanted him to say you were gorgeous and that any guy would be lucky to have you. Obviously, that’s not what he fucking said. Your only response to him was a slight shrug as you turned your body to look away from him. The alcohol running through you turned from happy juice to sad juice real quick in you. Instead of showing that, you just pretended like you didn’t feel good and curled up, showing discomfort. “You drank too much,” JJ, chuckles, beginning to play with some of your hair. You nodded in response, keeping your eyes closed.

The rest of the boat ride was pretty quiet as you kept your eyes closed and pretended to feel sleep and sick, but really the sickness was from a heart crushing comment from JJ. You could feel the boat coming to a stop, knowing you were probably at John B’s house. Slowly, you sat up and saw John B standing over you.

“Can you walk or do I need to carry you?” he asked, laughing slightly at your facial expression. Truthfully, you were super drunk so being carried sounded nice.

“I mean I can, I think,” you said, giggling at John B’s amused expression.

“I’ll carry you just to be safe,” he finished, scooping you up, making you laugh hysterically. “JJ can you get her bag, bro?” You couldn’t hear his response, but he probably would. John B walked with you easily and plopped you down on the couch. “And you definitely can’t go home like this,” he laughed.

“Oops,” you laughed out, cuddling under the blanket on the couch. JJ walked in holding your bag, and set it down next to you. His face again seemed unamused as he looked down at you.

“Alright well I need a fucking blunt,” JJ stated, looking up at John B.

“Well I was supposed to go meet Pope and Kie to get some food for us from the restaurant,” John B replied.

“We can’t leave her here unattended, look at her,” JJ sighed, looking down at you, as you laughed loudly.

“I can hear you,” you said, closing your eyes again. “It’s fine I’ll just sleep,” you added, curling up on the couch.

“JJ, just stay with her. She needs food in her stomach to help her sober up,” John B instructed, already heading out the door.

“Fuck I just wanted to smoke,” he groaned, making you give him a mean expression.

“No you go smoke, dick,” you mumbled out, just wanting to be left alone at this point.

“No, I’m not going to leave you here by yourself,” he sighed, flopping down on the couch and turning on the TV.

“You‘ve been a real jerk today,” you grumbled out. All he’s done is bitch about John B liking you, which he didn’t, basically said you’re ugly and now can’t even sit with you when you’re drunk after the countless times you took care of him drunk. “So just fucking go smoke,” you said, flipping to face away from him.

“How have I been a jerk?” he exclaimed, but instead of answering, you stayed silent with your eyes closed. After a couple moments of silence, JJ spoke again, “Seriously, y/n, what the fuck?” Again, you fought the urge to let everything out on him and just remained silent. JJ grumbled something under his breath that you couldn’t make out before it remained silent. With the stillness of the house and the alcohol in you, you finally fell asleep.

☼

After the boat encounter with JJ, you distanced yourself from him slightly. Just enough to not stir up the attention of the rest of the Pogue group. He basically acted like that whole day didn’t happen, so you just kept your distance. You did not entertain his flirty jokes or anything. If anything, you tried not to talk to him at all if you could. He acted like an asshole and you weren’t just going to let that go. Every time you all hung out, his eyes remained on you the entire time. In his defense, he did constantly try to bring back your normal dynamic, but you just wouldn’t really respond. Each time he tried, you would give him a small smile and continue on. Slowly, but surely the group started to notice, but JJ noticed immediately after two days of it.

“y/n, are we good?” he asked, nervously running his fingers through his hair.

“Yup,” you said, throwing him as real of a smile as you could.

“You sure? Shit’s been off recently and kind of weird,” he continued and you pushed a laugh out of you.

“Nope, we’re good, JJ,” you replied. Before he could say anything else, you sparked up a conversation with Pope and he dropped the subject. Part of you felt bad because when you looked over, you saw almost sadness in his eyes.

☼

Two weeks passed by with the distancing continuing. Everyone had asked you if you and JJ were okay and each time, you said the same thing: we’re fine. What you didn’t know was JJ was asking them to ask you. Tonight was supposed to be a chill night with a keg with just you guys and a couple more pogues, but it ended up being a complete rager. At least a hundred people were here, you had already been drinking and were definitely starting to feel the effects of it. You walked around happily, giggling and smiling at people.

“Hey,” a voice piped up, catching your attention. He definitely was not a Pogue, but didn’t seem to be a Kook either. Tourist maybe? You wipped around to look at him.

“Yup?” you asked, popping the p, taking a sip of your drink.

“What’s your name?” he asked, coming closer. 

“Uh, y/n,” you smiled, sticking out your hand.

“Kyle,” he grinned, shaking your hand. “I’ve seen you walking around... Are you here with anyone?” he asked, looking you up and down.

“Nope, but I’m not looking to be here with anyone,” you laughed out.

“Wow, all you got was my name, and already rejected me,” he laughed. Shrugging with a smile, you giggled.

“Why waste your time?” you replied, smiling in a friendly way.

“Is it bad this made more attracted to you?” he asked, eliciting a loud laugh from you.

“You enjoy being rejected by women?” you asked back, genuinely amused.

“Not usually, but the way you said it was really respectful, which is kind of hot,” he admitted. Another laugh left you.

“Respectful rejection is hot?” you clarified, making him laugh too.

“On you, yeah,” he replied.

“While I’m flattered,” you smiled with a flush on your cheeks, “It’s still a no.”

“Well, I had to at least try,” he smiled. His eyes locked onto someone else, probably his new victim. “Who’s that?” he asked, pointing slightly. Your eyes followed him and you saw JJ, standing with clenched fists.

“Uh, that’s my friend JJ,” you responded, confused.

“Well, he looks like he’s going to kill someone,” he said, still staring back, “Probably me.” He finished his words and you looked from a pissed off JJ to the boy sitting next to you, completely confused.

“I don’t know why he’d do that,” you said, shrugging.

“Ever think your friend might like you?” Kyle asked, with a smile. “No guy that isn’t jealous looks at a girl talking to a guy that way,” he said. “Nice meeting you, y/n,” he finished, before walking off. There you stood confused as hell. Pushing the thought Kyle gave you away, you began drinking your beer again. Shaking off the feeling in your stomach, you went back to being social and halfway flirting with the boys that came up to you while also rejecting them. None of them wanted more than to hookup, so you were nice but always said you weren’t interested in anyone. The night dragged on, and you consumed an outstanding amount of alcohol. At the end of the night, you all rounded over to the boys, not sure where Kie was.

“Where’s Kie?” you asked, looking around.

“She left awhile ago,” Pope said, “Something about having to be home or something?”

“Shit, I was supposed to stay at her’s,” you said, biting down on your lip. “My parents will kill me if I come home drunk,” you said, groaning.

“Just crash at mine,” John B offered, “I’ll take the couch.”

“I was supposed to crash at yours too,” JJ said, looking annoyed by John B’s offer.

“Man, there’s plenty of room,” John B said, looking confused at his attitude.

“It’s cool, I’ll figure something out,” you mumbled, not actually sure what you could do.

“You could go home with the one of fuck ton of guys you were flirting with,” JJ shrugged, acting nonchalant, but his words digging into your skin.

“What the fuck?” John B asked, confused.

“Are you kidding me? I rejected all of them? You’re the one trying to sleep with anything that breathes?” you laughed out, confused on his fucking attitude.

JJ scoffed, before flicking you off.

“What the hell did I miss?” Pope mumbled to himself.

“Alright I don’t know what the problem is, but let’s just fucking get over it and get all of our drunk asses home,” John B said. You all started the walk back to the house. Pope and you were joking around and laughing, John B was laughing slightly and then JJ looked completely pissed the whole time.

Both you and Pope started to lag behind the group. “He, y/n?” Pope said, quietly.

“Hey, Pope,” you whispered back, dramatically.

“Can we be serious for a min?” he asked, looking over to you. You nodded, looking at him confused. “What’s going on with you and JJ? You both have been acting really weird around each other,” he asked, looking over at you.

Shrugging, you responded, “He was an ass to me awhile ago and I just made some space between us.”

“Well he’s been really stressed about it and has asked us so many damn times about it and to talk to you. I think you should talk to him,” he said, truthfully. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the fact that this had been eating you up inside, but you finally admitted everything.

“It’s more than that, Pope,” you started, making Pope stop you. He looked at you with a confused look, clearly wanting you to continue. “I’ve had a fat crush on JJ for awhile now. We went out on the boat and John B and I were messing around and he got all pissy and said John B liked me and then I said you’re all in love with Kie, which you guys are, and it just became a shitshow and he like acted like he didn’t want to be around me, and I know no Pogue on Pogue but it still hurt my fucking feelings,” you rambled out and Pope had the most amused face.

“You fucking like JJ?” he asked, beginning to laugh.

“Fuck off,” you replied, giggling slightly.

“I mean I’m not surprised, you guys have always been weird around each other, like flirty and shit,” he replied, shrugging. “I feel like you should just tell him.”

“Oh yeah great idea. Let me tell the guy who’s not interested in me that I like him, genius!” you said sarcastically. Shaking your head, you started walking again.

“You really don’t think he’s into you? The reason he’s an ass is cause he gets jealous,” Pope said simply. “Don’t look at me like I’m stupid. We both know i’m the smartest in the group.” The last part made you laugh.

“I just don’t think he does,” you shrugged, both of you finishing up the walk to John B’s.

“Bout fucking time,” JJ said, waiting on the porch. “What the hell were y’all doing?”

Without hesitation Pope replies, “Making out.” Before you could let out a laugh, you saw how tense JJ got. Pope elbowed you, trying to prove his point to you. Right as JJ looked like he was about to say something, Pope cut him off, “Joking, she just started stumbling so I gave her a piggy back ride.” Pope and you laughed before you entered the house.

“I told you,” Pope whispered as JJ walked through the door. All you could do was shake your head. Just because he was pissed about you “making out” with Pope didn’t mean he liked you. Could be the no pogue on pogue rule maybe?

“Nice of you dumbasses to show,” John B said, already on the couch.

“Look, take your bed, I’ll take the couch,” you said to John B, going to sit next to him.

“y/n take the bed,” John B replied, looking at you warmly.

“Nope, if you don’t get on your bed right now, I’m going to call Kie over to back me up,” you said, knowing Kie would support you sleeping on the couch if you really needed her.

“I fucking hate how Kie was my best friend and you stole her,” John B groaned, heading into his room.

“Goodnight,” you smiled, kicking off your shoes before cuddling into the couch.

Pope had disappeared so it was just you and JJ. He went and laid down on the other couch. Neither of you said anything as the TV played lazily in the background. After some silence, you had to talk to him.

“JJ?” you mumbled, capturing his attention. He lazily rolled over to look at you.

“What?” he asked. His tone wasn’t mean nor nice, just monotone.

“What’s going on with us?” you asked with a slight frown. “We used to be so close but you’ve been so pissed at me lately all the time,” you continued, chewing on your bottom lip. After weeks of this, you missed your friend.

“I don’t know,” he sighed, looking at you directly in the eyes. “But I’m sorry I’ve been such a douche. And I’m sorry for tonight.” His tone had softened slightly by now.

“Yeah you were being a douche,” you mumbled making him laugh.

“Look those guys are horrible, and I just wanted to make sure you weren’t falling for their games,” he admitted. Yet again, not the answer you fully wanted. What you wanted was for him to say he was jealous that you were smiling at those other guys and not him, but as usual, Pope was wrong when it comes to this stuff.

“I was just being nice... I rejected every single one of them,” you let out, looking back at the TV.

“Good, cause they definitely were just trying to fuck,” he said, laughing slightly. Maybe it was yet again being let down or that how he said it made it seem like no one would be genuinely interested in you.

“Wow, thanks JJ,” you mumbled out, turning away from him.

“What’s your problem?” JJ asked.

“Nothing, JJ. I’m going to bed,” you said, with no sort of emotion.

“y/n?” he asked and once again, you laid there and didn’t respond. From the alcohol and JJ’s words you let a couple tears run down your face before you fell asleep.

☼

The next morning, you woke up before anyone else and quietly, brushed your teeth and threw on a swimsuit. The sun was going to be rising soon, so you decided to go down to the beach and watch the sunrise. You snuck out of the house before anyone would notice, not wanting to explain yourself nor talk to anyone. The beach was deserted as usual, and you laid cuddled into your towel watching the bright colors on the sky. Between the sound of the waves and the colors, you finally felt at ease after last night. After some time, John B came down.

“There you are!” he exclaimed, jogging over to you. “What are you doing?” he asked, sitting down next to you.

“Just wanted to think,” you shrugged, watching the sun rise more.

“About JJ?” he asked, looking over at you.

“How did you-Pope. I’m gunna kill him,” you grumbled, looking back at the water.

"He only told me because he was worried about you, and he thought I might be a little better to talk to," he laughed out.

"Still going to kill him," you sighed.

"Listen, I know we have that pogue on pogue rule, but that was around before you. So it kind of doesn't apply to you," he started, making you look over to him. "JJ doesn't have many good things and you are one of the few things that keep him from actually losing his shit half the time. He's an idiot and doesn't know how to express his feelings, so he just says dumb shit," John B explained.

"Did he say he liked me?" you asked, looking at John B.

"Well, no, but-"

"Then you don't know."

A small silence fell over you both.

"I think you're scared he'll reject you, but ever since you came around, he stopped saying Kie is hot. He stopped flirting with girls at parties," he said, pushing himself up. "It counts for something, y/n," he finished before walking off. You groaned at his words, continuing to watch the sun. After some time to yourself, you finally got up and went towards the shore after you took off your clothes. The water felt cool against your feet. Slowly you kept walking in, watching the pink hue of the water.

"y/n," a voice said from behind you. Swiftly, you turned around to see JJ standing there.

"What are you doing?" you asked, messing your feet around in the sand.

"Uh, John B talked to me," he let out, awkwardly. He fucking didn't. No fucking way he ratted you out.

"Motherfucker," you groaned, throwing your head back as your whole body heated up. When you looked back over, you saw JJ standing right in front of you.

"Before you say something stupid and get pissed, let me talk," JJ said, stepping even closer to you. "For once I'm going to tell the truth and not make stupid excuses... I'm a fucking dumbass who doesn't know how to talk to you. We always joked and flirted but you never seemed actually interested so I said stupid shit and got jealous at times and yeah I was a fucking dick, but I just didn't know how to tell you. Ever since you came into this group, my life has been better. You make me laugh and happy as fuck and I've had a fat crush on you too," he rambled out, mocking your words from last night.

"The "fat crush" was unnecessary," you laughed out, biting down on your lip.

"Oh shut up before you piss me off again and I don't finish what I came here to do," he laughed out, placing both of his hands on your cheek. One hand found its way to the back of your neck, pulling your body against him. "Out of all that you had to pick out the one funny part, asshole," he chuckled out, looking down at you. He dipped his head down and let his lips hover over yours for a moment.

"You didn't let me finish," you mumbled out, gulping at the close proximity of you two.

"You'll probably ruin the moment," he said, grinning.

"I was going to say I had a fat crush on you!" you said, pulling away slightly. Before the bickering could continue, JJ leaned down and slammed his lips down to yours. One hand rubbed your cheek while the other made its way down to your waist. Both your arms snaked their way around his neck, pulling him closer. The kiss was perfect. He led. You followed. It was absolutely amazing. When you both pulled away, you smirked, "Explain to me exactly how fat your crush is on me."

"That's it," he said, throwing you over his shoulder and running into the water. You let out a laugh scream as he plunged you both under the water. When you came back up, JJ pulled you to his chest and you wrapped your legs around his waist. "Now I'm the only one who can throw you off the boat and carry your drunk ass home," he said, biting his lip.

"I literally asked you if I was pretty and you said kinda!" you exclaimed. JJ's face became flushed. "Dick!"

"Well what did you want me to say? That you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen? That I purposely walk behind you so I can check you out without you knowing? I thought you didn't like me, dumbass," he replied, shaking his head at you.

"You let me go first to check out my ass?" you squealed, looking at him.

"Have you seen your ass? It's like asking to be looked at," he said, going down to grab it. You jumped slightly at his touch, making him laugh.

"Whatever," you giggled, cuddling into his neck. "So are we like a thing now?" you asked, hiding in his neck from embarrassment.

"I mean, if a guy checks you out I'm probably going to jail, so yeah," he said.

"How romantic," you laughed out, pulling your head back to look at him, smiling.

"You're so beautiful," he breathed out, putting some of your wet hair behind your ear.  "And you're mine now."

"Mhmm," you hummed, looking what you could see of his body. His arms bulging while holding you. His tan skin in the morning light. Absolutely breathtaking.

"Okay, we need to get out before I actually lose it. You look too good in your swimsuit right now," he said, placing a kiss on your lips.

"Carry me?" you asked, smiling.

"I can't believe I finally earned that privilege," he chuckled, teasingly. Once the water got too shallow, he set you down. Without skipping a beat, you pulled him down to kiss you again. His arms circled around your waist, kissing your back roughly. His body towered over you as you continued the kiss.

"OH shit!" you heard Pope scream, making you and JJ pull away.

"Guess the no pogue on pogue macking is abolished?" John B said. "JJ's pussy whipped before he even got pussy," he added, making JJ flick him off.

"Fuck both of you," JJ responded, making you all laugh. He leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead before the two boys came running down into the water, splashing you both on the way in. JJ had you scooped up in his arms within seconds and came running behind them. Laughing, you wrapped your arms around his neck and plugging your nose before he dove under the water with you. This time, you didn't rush to the surface, you stayed submerged for a moment, letting reality soak in. JJ was finally yours. A rush of air woke you up from your moment, as JJ tugged you out. All the boys stood easily, you on the other hand couldn't touch, so JJ let you crawl up on his back.

"We should do this once a week," you said, smiling at everyone. "Come out for the sunrise, listen to music and swim." Everyone smiled slightly as they gazed at gorgeous colors beginning to fade slightly.

"Once a week," JJ agreed, turning to smile at you, pressing a small kiss to your cheek.

"Once a week," John B and Pope repeated, grinning.

"Someone's gotta tell Kie though," Pope said, making you realize she missed all of this.

"OH SHIT!" you exclaimed. "She's going to kill us."

[soft-baby-dobrik]

pretty girl // david dobrik

a/n: this was not requested but this gave me some VIBES that needed to be addressed SHITITITITIT.... this may be too specific but let me live okay quarantine got me feeling some TYPE OF WAY FOR MY BABY DADDY DAVID

summary: the vlog squad buys an a huge inflatable hot tub and david notices how good you look in your bikini

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Most of the time being apart of David’s crazy ass friend group meant complete and utter chaos. Everything was absolutely crazy at all times. David’s camera flash was blocking out light while everyone was loud and being complete fools. For once, you were excited for a vlog idea. You had proposed as a joke to buy an enormous hot tub because I mean, who wouldn’t want to relax in a hot tub? With that idea, an inflatable hot tub was bought within minutes. What could you say, the perks of being friends with them means they’ll go for any outrageous ideas. This was just one of the few ones that benefited you. While you didn’t want to be recorded in your swimsuit, you were at least happy to be sitting in a hot tub. You also bribed some wine out of the boys which Natalie and Corinna were happy about. After a couple weeks, the night finally came for the hot tub party. You were excited, but couldn’t help but to feel a little nervous sitting in your bikini. David agreed to pick you up since you were going to drink and he didn’t want you to worry about a ride home, so he offered to pick you up and drop you off. As much as you wished he would of offered for you to stay the night, you were at least thankful that he was a kind enough friend to let you drink and be your D.D. 

It was finally time and David had just pulled up. You rushed out of your house and into his car in excitement. You had your bikini in your bag ready to go. 

“Hey, y/n,” David grinned as you flopped into his front seat. Luckily, the night hid the slight flush of your cheeks as you sat.

“Hi,” you smiled back, buckling up quickly.

“Well someone is in a rush,” David laughed loudly, beginning to drive.

“Listen, there’s wine and a freaking hot tub, this is any girls dream,” you responded back. “Honestly, I would tell you to speed since you can afford a ticket, but I am a law abiding citizen,” you added, with a joking attitude.

“Anything for you, princess,” David joked, shaking his head. Without trying, he made your heart skip a beat. This was an ongoing joke between the both of you. David joked that you were like a princess since you wanted your way, and usually got it.

“Listen here! Just because I don’t put up with no bullshit and follow some rules does not make me a princess!” you exclaimed with a smile.

“That is exactly what a princess would say,” David smirked, turning of the music slightly.

“Don’t think I don’t notice you turning up the music to tune me out,” you scoffed, trying not to laugh.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Would you like me to turn that down? Is it too loud for you, princess?” David teased, biting back a smile.

You gasped and crossed your arms over your chest dramatically. “Just for that, I’m not sharing my wine with you. And no you keep blasting the music, because I AM NOT A PRINCESS,” you said the last part loudly.

“I couldn’t drink the wine anyway cause I have to drive you home because you are a princess,” David responded, matter of factly.

“Okay, you offered the ride!” you exclaimed. He just kept driving, laughing and shaking his head at you. By this time, you had reached his house. Both of you peeled yourselves out of his car and headed into his house. Much to your happiness, you saw Zane and Matt, whom you haven’t seen in awhile. You rushed up to Matt and gave him a bear hug.

“Ugh, Matt, I missed you!” you smiled, as he hugged back.

“I missed you too,” he responded, kindly. Zane stood there with is lips pursed.

“Well fuck me then, shit. Guess you didn’t miss me,” Zane said, rolling his eyes. Quickly, you left Matt’s arms to wrap your arms around Zane’s neck dramatically. 

“I missed you so much, Zane. I haven’t see Matt in weeks and I saw you last week, but I missed you so much!” you squealed, jokingly. Matt laughed from next to you and Zane finally hugged you back.

“That’s better,” he exclaimed. After a small hug, you both pulled away.

“So, now that I have my two favorites, let’s start drinking,” you smiled.

“This is why I actually miss you for the week I didn’t see you,” Zane smiled. already heading to the kitchen to find the alcohol. Matt followed quickly behind. You giggled and shook your head at them. As you walked in further, you saw David lingering in the kitchen. 

“I didn’t get that reaction when I came to pick you up,” David said, sassily. A slight laugh left you.

“I saw you like three days ago, David,” you responded, heading over to the wine bottles on the counter.

“And I’m the one who is driving you home tonight so I deserved a hello like that,” David exclaimed, jokingly. 

“David, if you want a hug from y/n, just ask nicely. No need to be jealous,” Zane joked, making your breathe hitch in your throat. You felt the familiar feeling of your face becoming flushed. 

“I was just joking, Zane,” David laughed, slightly awkwardly. As you looked at him, you noticed a slight blush on David’s cheeks.

"Oh, so you don't want one of my hugs? That's fine, they're too good for you anyway," you shrugged, jokingly, trying to cover up the awkwardness. Quickly, you came over to the wine bottle and poured some into your wine tumbler. "Also, this is my wine bottle!" you said, hugging it tightly to your chest. "I will not be sharing," you added, looking directly at Zane. He pretended to be offended and you shrugged. Zane had already started drinking and so did Matt. In the other room you saw Corinna and Natalie. With your wine bottle in one hand and wine tumbler in the other, you headed over to them.

"Hey, boos," you smiled, sitting down next to them happily. The couch had been pushed in the way corner to make room for the hot tub. Todd and Jeff were loudly in the other corner and Heath and Mariah had just walked in. They both said hi with a big smile.

"We were just talking about you!" Corinna exclaimed.

"Me?" you laughed, beginning to sip your wine.

"Yeah, we think something is up with David and you," Natalie said, bluntly. You choked on your wine the second you heard those words come out of her mouth.

"W-what?" you stuttered out, gulping down another sip of wine.

"I can't explain it, there's just something there," Corinna said, pursing her lips at you. Your face once again began to flush and you could see the smirks taking over both of their faces.

"There's nothing going on," you said, continuing to sip your wine to try and calm your nerves.

"You look guilty," Natalie said, knowingly.

"Seriously," you said, keeping a straight face.

"Nothing? At all?" Corinna asked, not believing you.

"Well nothing is going on between him and I. Just friends," you mumbled out. Without realizing, your face gave away all the information they needed.

"Do you like him?" Natalie asked, grinning.

"No!" you exclaimed. Your eyes scanned the room, nervously. Luckily no one was paying attention.

"Listen, if you do, you know you can tell us," Corinna said, smiling.

Groaning, you chugged the rest of your wine tumbler. Both of them stared at you with furrowed brows and amused faces. "Look, of course there's like a little crush. I mean doesn't everyone have a little crush on David?" you spoke, quietly. Immediately after you spoke, you started to throw the wine bottle back, letting the wine try to calm your nerves.

"I fucking knew it," Corinna said, with a huge smile.

"I hate you both," you breathed out, biting your lip.

"First of all, not everyone has a little crush on David. Don't try to make it not seem important," Natalie said.

"It's not," you whined out, scrunching your face in frustration. "Let's not talk about it. It's one sided and the more I talk about it, the more awkward it is and then I will be awkward all night and I don't want that. I want wine and a hot tub," you rambled out.

"What if it's not one sided?" Natalie said, tilting her head and raising her eyebrows at you.

"Exactly," Corinna added.

"Except it is. I don't want to consider it and get my hopes up and make everything weird," you sighed. Before they could argue any longer, you heard the boys start to become louder.

"Hot tub time," Zane sang out, excitedly. You were the only one not changed besides David. After that conversation, you needed more wine, so you threw your head back and began to chug the bottle. In the background, you could hear Zane and Matt cheering you on. Once you got up, you felt slightly dizzy for a couple seconds. You grinned at Zane and Matt and took your bag back towards the bathroom. David was coming out of his bedroom, still fully dressed.

"Why aren't you in a swimsuit?" you asked, confused, definitely starting to feel the effects of all the wine you chugged.

"I'm filming," David laughed, holding up his camera. He had changed into a yellow shirt and now had a hat on his head. The only thing you could focus on was how good he looked right then.

"Well, that's lame," you bluntly spoke, leaning against the wall on the opposite side of the hall.

"Does the princess not approve?" he joked, laughing.

"I'm not a princess," you whined, over this joke. "You just have this cool hot tub in your house and you're not even going to go in! That's lame."

"Well, I have to get some footage," he said. "Everyone's going to be drunk soon and we bought a fucking ginormous inflatable hot tub. It needs to be documented." You shook your head before continuing down the hall a couple feet to the bathroom. David stood in the same spot staring at you. "Are you drunk already?" David asked, with a huge smile on his face, when you looked, you saw his camera facing towards you.

"Don't worry bout it, sweetheart, don't worry bout it!" you exclaimed back, giggling at yourself for quoting that vine. He laughed loudly in response before you flicked him off and closed the bathroom door. Once the door was closed, you began to change into your swimsuit. The second it was on, you looked up to the mirror to see yourself. Nervously, you looked over yourself. It wasn't a common occurrence to be in a bikini in front of everyone. Actually, you never had been before. Something about it made you nervous. Finally, you exhaled and folded your clothes up and picked up your bag. There was noise coming from the living room as you padded towards it. No one noticed you at first, but once you started to set your clothes and bags on the couch, Zane and Corinna began exclaiming at you. David stood while everyone else had gotten in the tub. Every part of you tensed when everyone was looking at you. Zane and Corinna were hyping you up with the best intentions, but you felt yourself start to panic. With the wine bottle in your hand, you tried to laugh away the feeling.

As you looked at everyone, shaking your head, your eyes met David. He was looking right at you. His teeth were biting his bottom lip so hard, you thought he was going to make it bleed soon. His eyes scanned you up and down and you could feel your whole body become hot all over. One of the boys loud noises broke your eye contact. Both of you looked over to see Zane drowning in the hot tub, making you burst out laughing. David's camera was trained on him immediately. Music bumped through the house as you began to sip your wine again. Finally, you climbed into the pool next to Corinna. Todd was sat next to Natalie, making her roll her eyes constantly.

"So we can't talk about David eye fucking you?" Corinna asked as your body began to relax in the hot water.

"What are you talking about?" you asked. If you admitted to what Corinna was saying, you would end up doing something very ballsy since you were starting to really feel the wine.

"You both literally had the longest eye contact I've ever seen go on, and he definitely wasn't just looking at your eyes," Corinna said, smirking. It was no use arguing with her, so you shook your head and focused on everyone else.

Hours passed and to say you were tipsy would be an understatement. Everyone had pretty much filed out and Natalie headed out somewhere, so it was just you in the hot tub. David had just closed the door behind Zane as his uber got here. He walked back towards the living room where you were sat comfortably in the hot tub.

"David!" you exclaimed, giggling. He laughed and shook his head at you.

"I'll be right back," David replied, grabbing his camera and heading down the hallway. You quietly sat and continued to sip your wine. David came out a couple minutes later shirtless and in swim trunks. Without meaning to, your eyebrows raised at him.

"Whatcha doing?" you asked, watching him walk towards you. He held two towels in his hand.

"Getting in the hot tub," he replied, stepping in. "Not being lame anymore," he added, making you laugh loudly.

"I may never leave this tub," you replied, throwing your head back. David sat next to you and tried to take the wine out of your hand. "Hey!" you exclaimed, looking at him.

"y/n, you don't need anymore wine," he laughed, as he held it in his hand. Your bottom lip jutted out as you pouted. He looked at you as he took. a big sip.

"You can't drink! You have to drive me home, David!" you screamed, trying to grab the wine out of his hand.

"Do you want to go home?" David asked. The question caught you off guard and your face changed to confusion.

"What?" you asked, not understanding.

"Or do you want to crash here?" he asked. His eyes were staring at you and the glass of wine had disappeared. His body slowly started to come closer to you.

"I can crash on the couch if that's easier for you," you said, staring at him. With the heat from the hot tub and the way David was staring at you, your heart was beating out of your chest.

"Or you can stay in my bed," David started, moving even closer to you. By now, his hand was grazing your shoulder and his legs were almost touching yours. "I'll take the couch," he finished, looking you up and down. That made sense. The fact you almost thought he was going to invite you to sleep with him like out of the blue? Stupid. You nodded, feeling your eyes become tired. With the warmth of the water, you let your eyes close for a minute and relax into the tub further. Once your eyes were closed, you felt something brush some hair out of your face. When you opened your eyes, you saw David with his hand on your cheek. "You are so beautiful," David mumbled, looking at you with his lip tugged between his teeth. "Such a pretty girl," he continued, looking your up and down. Your mouth parted slightly as you began to breathe uneasily. He can't just say that in a friendly way right? Or are you drunk and reading in to it too much?

"David," you breathed out, blinking to see if you were losing it. "I'm drunk," you blurted out.

"Like too drunk to remember tonight?" he asked, taking his hand away from your cheek.

"Well, no, but I'm," you couldn't find the words to finish a coherent thought.

"That's good, princess," David said. This time, he didn't say it in a joking manner. There was no laugh after. This time you didn't even fight him on it either because truthfully, it sounded so nice. "Do you know how beautiful you are?" David asked, turning his body to face yours so his face was lined up with yours. Your skin felt like it was burning all over with his words. "Like, you are so pretty, when you came out earlier, just wow." The way he was looking at you made your whole body melt.

"David," you exhaled, gulping nervously. "You can't talk like this," you whispered.

"Why not?" David asked, moving closer to you.

"I'm drunk and I will act on impulse," you mumbled out, continuing to look at him.

"That doesn't sound bad to me," he responded, letting his fingers trail on your shoulder and up your neck to your cheek.

"David," you groaned, feeling the tension building between you two. Once you let his name out, David was leaned into you, his lips hovering right over yours.

"I'm not drunk, but I'm going to act on my own impulse," David whispered, making your whole body tense. Without any hesitation, his lips crashed against yours roughly. Although the initial part of the kiss was rough, he began to slow it down. His lips moved against yours gently as his hand snaked its way down to hold your waist. Both of you moved in harmony and before your mind could process, he was pulling your body to straddle his lap without breaking the kiss. Both his hands found their way to your waist as you continued to kiss. There was no fight for dominance since David was in charge the whole time. You just followed his lead. Your fingers made their way up to entangle in his hair, gripping the ends every time your fingers ran through them.  He finally pulled away to leave a trail of kisses down your neck and to your collarbone, making your whole body melt into him.

After some time, you pulled away, with ragged breathing. "David," you whispered.

"Like I said, such a pretty girl," he whispered, biting his bottom lip.

"What the hell was that?" you asked, in a complete daze.

"I-well," David paused for a second, leading a stray hair of yours behind your ear, and letting his thumb rub your cheek gently. "Honestly, you just came out looking so gorgeous in your swimsuit, I couldn't control myself anymore."

"Anymore?" you asked, looking at him, confused.

"You think all this just started tonight?" David asked, laughing. "This has been built up for months. Every time I see you, you're so beautiful and I cant focus on anything else besides you," David finished, pressing a small kiss to your nose.

"Well, shit I guess Corinna was right," you whispered out, making David look at you confused. "Well, uh, earlier, she asked if anything was going on between us and I said no and she thought so, and I admitted of course I liked you, I mean everyone likes. Every girl likes you," you rambled out, making David laugh loudly. "Okay, so I didn't say it as romantic as you," you grumbled out.

"I think it was adorable," David smiled. "So why don't we get out and get you in bed? You've been in here for way too long," he laughed out. Dramatically, you stood up, wobbling slightly from the alcohol. David stood up as well and grabbed the towels. Both of you climbed out and began to dry yourselves off.

"Do you still have to sleep on a couch?" you asked, jutting out your lower lip to pout. This made David laugh loudly. He came over to you and wrapped his arms around you.

"No," he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead and your body leaned on his. With your head against his chest, your eyes began to close. "Alright, let's get you to bed," he laughed out, seeing you get comfy. Sighing, you stood up and walked to his room behind him. He handed you some dry clothes of his and left the room for you to change, going to change himself. Right when you opened the door, he was waiting outside. His eyes looked you up and down and huge smile overtook his face.

"What?" you asked, puckering your lips.

"You look so adorable right now," he responded, shaking his head. You shuffled over and went into his warm embrace. "Alright, princess, let's get you in bed," he spoke up after a couple moments. You couldn't hide the smile that overtook you as you both headed into his bed. Without hesitation, he pulled your into his arms and you happily cuddled into his warm arms. The alcohol had left you more tired than you thought you'd be. Before you knew it, you started to doze off to the sound of David's breathing.

a/n: so this was REALLY LONG!!! but this gif of David had me feeling SOME TYPE OF WAYYYYY and i hope you guys enjoyed :)

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drunken idiot // david dobrik

a/n: i know i have been slacking with writing, but my classes this semester have been crazy hard, but i promise to try and write more

requested: Write something where reader goes to a party with David and they’re best friends but David is in love with reader but reader gets drunk and goes home with a stranger and David sees them leaving and knows reader is drunk and she shouldn’t get in the car with the stranger.

summary: you go to a party and get a little too drunk and a jealous David swoops in

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David Dobrik was the root to all of your problems. From his goofy smile, to his infectious laugh to his cocky side, you were head over heels for the guy. I mean, most girls were too. After being befriended by the vlog squad for some months now, your feelings for David only worsened. Time after time, you tried to get a read on the David situation on whether he possibly felt the same way, but every try went to nothing. After months of the confusion, you started to be seriously annoyed by him. Not him as an individual, but just when he play flirted with you. No matter how hard you tried, your feelings for him stayed. Finally, you gave up on trying to get rid of those lingering feelings and decided to just ignore them. Deny, deny, deny. Basically, condition yourself into thinking you don’t have feelings for him. Now was it working? No but you still had to try.

During this time, you had not tried to pursue any guys. This stemmed from not being emotionally available since you were head over heels for a dumbass and from the fear of getting hurt. It was easier to just blame David. To a certain extent it was his fault. He flirted and joked with you just so you always felt butterflies in the pit of your stomach. But this would be no more. You had swore off David Dobrik and decided that you would be open to other men.

While you had those feelings bubbling inside of you, you and David remained very close. He was one of your closest friends out of everyone and knew almost all of your secrets. It wasn’t out of the ordinary to spend time at his house alone with him, even though that just worsened your feelings. No one knew about the way you felt for David, mainly because you knew once someone else knew, it was no longer a secret and then there would be a chance that he would find out. That’s why when you were invited out tonight with everyone to go to a party, you mentally vowed that you would not stay next to David the whole time. You were going to make friends and flirt with boys without him near you. Hopefully, he would be forgotten.

As you walked into the party, you felt the entire mood change. People were smiling and laughing and drinking, all you wanted to do. Zane called for you as you saw everyone still walking in. Sighing, you turned around and waited for them to catch up.

“Why are you in such a rush?” Zane laughed as he got next to you.

“I’m just ready to be really drunk,” you replied, shrugging slightly.

“Well then what are we waiting for!” Zane screamed, rushing to the drink area. People stood around drinking and talking. Music blared through speakers as you walked over and looked at your few choices for drinking. Ah frat guys and their terrible drinks. Luckily, they had some jello shots. The boy working bar smiled widely at you.

“What can I get you, gorgeous?” he asked, placing both hands against the counter and leaning over to you. He smile was truly mesmerizing and he was definitely hot. 

“Um, can I have a jello shot and cup of jungle juice?” you asked, nicely.

“Well, you look way too pretty to be drinking that jungle juice. What if I offer you a couple drinks from a couple cases I bought?” he spoke, grinning as he got you two shots. 

“Depends on what they are,” you smiled. 

“Whiteclaws and some Smirnoff ICE’s?” he offered.

“Those are way better than jungle juice,” you giggled.

“How about you can have as many as you like if when I’m done back here, we can dance for a little,” he bargained with a big smile. 

“I think I could deal with that, minus the dancing. It takes more than a couple drinks to get me dancing,” you laughed.

“Fair enough. How about I’ll meet up with you and we can figure out someway to get to know each other more,” he winked, leaning down to grab you one of each of his drinks. You smiled and took them. He kept his eyes trained on you as you got ready to take the jello shots. After you took them both, you looked back to see the guy still smiling at you.

“My name is y/n,” you smiled. 

“Taylor,” he replied.

“Well, I’ll see you later, Taylor,” you grinned, turning around seeing Zane staring at you with a smirk.

“Well someone is flirty tonight!” Zane screamed, laughing. You shrugged with a small smile.

“Just keeping my options open,” you laughed, taking a sip of one of your drinks. Everyone else entered with their bottles in hand.

“Where did you get those drinks from?” Natalie asked.

“Oh, she flirted her way into the guy’s personal drinks he bought for himself,” Zane laughed. Your face flushed as everyone looked over at you with a wide smile, except for David. 

“He offered!” you exclaimed, embarrassed.

“I mean, you do look sexy tonight,” Corinna winked. “Let’s see what else we can flirt our way into tonight!” She extended out her drink for you to clink and you both began to gulp down your drinks. 

“I need some shots before I can commit to that,” you laughed.

“Well, here you go,” Corinna said, handing you a bottle. 

“Corinna, I don’t need all that right now,” you shook your head.

“Oh yes you do!” Zane screamed, taking the bottle from Corinna and shoving it in your face. “On a knee baby, time to chug!” Sighing, you gave in and got on a knee as camera flashes overtook your vision. Your eyes closed as you leaned your head back and let the substance run down your throat making your face scrunch. You chugged until you felt a pit forming in your stomach and took the bottle out of your mouth. Cheers erupted as you winced and stood back up.

“That was a horrible idea,” you let out, taking a sip of your other drink trying to get rid of the taste in the back of your throat. Somehow, David walked up and was right next to you.

“Hey, y/n, maybe you should slow down a little,” David said, taking the bottle out of your hand.

“Or not,” you replied. “I just started to feel flirty like Corinna said, so time to get my flirt on,” you smiled, about to walk towards Corinna who had a huge grin on her face. David’s hand grabbed your arm gently, making you stop to look at him. 

“Please be careful and just slow down a little,” David said, looking down at you.

“David, relax,” you laughed, your heart racing out of your chest.

“Seriously, I don’t want you doing anything stupid,” he said, with a small smile. 

“Like not putting myself out there for months because I was holding out hope that this guy who constantly played with my emotions who actually was just flirting with like every other girl,” you bit back, letting out a deep breath.

“What are you talking about?” he asked, immediately. Regret filled you immediately after letting it out. But it also felt so good.

“Don’t worry about it. Go get some good footage. I can take care of myself,” you said, taking your arm away from him.

“You didn’t have to be an asshole about it,” David shot back. You the asshole? He was the one who constantly flirted with you and then had a bunch of other girls all over him. It’s not like he for any moment thought about you. He had to have known how you felt. Tonight was the only night you hadn’t been by his side like a little puppy.

“The real asshole here is the one who is the big celebrity and can get anyone but still pretends to flirt with his best friend knowing she likes him so then she can’t ever give a guy a shot and just is stuck on you,” you let out, loudly. An awkward silence took over the group. The only noise came from everyone around you and the music. Without another thought, you whipped around and pushed your way out of the group to the mass bodies of everyone else. That was it. The last straw. You were going to get over David by the only way you could think of, finding another guy. As you walked forwards, you rammed into a body. Looking up, you were met the guy from earlier, Taylor.

“Hey!” he grinned, looking down at you. With the music bumping and the alcohol coursing through you, you felt ballsy.

“You’re really hot,” you yelled over the music. 

“So are you!”

Nervously, you took a deep breath before asking, “Do you wanna dance?” He laughed with a gorgeous smile.

“Or do you just want to get out of here?” he replied back. Then reality hit, he was just trying to sleep with you.

“Uh, actually, I don’t know why I-” you started, and he looked down at you. “I mean, I don’t usually just kind of hookup with random guys.” His smile only widened.

“Well, that’s good, cause I just meant walk outside in the backyard,” he laughed out, making you feel embarrassed. “C’mon.” He pulled you gently out the backdoor and you were met with the cool air. The music was now faded.

“I’m sorry, I just assumed you wanted to fuck,” you replied, laughing sightly. 

“Don’t get me wrong, I would, but I can tell you’re not comfortable with that from the start,” he responded, making you turn and look at him. “I don’t assume a girl wants to sleep with me because she flirts. I know I’m rare to show a girl basic human decency.” He smirked as you looked over to him. 

“Your kind doesn’t even exist,” you laughed back, taking a seat on the patio. He sat down next to you. “So, I’m going to be ballsy,” you started, looking over at him. “I’ve been hung up on this guy for awhile and I just really don’t want to think of him, but I also don’t want to like fuck, so-” Before another word could come out, his hand held your cheek and he leaned in.

“I can help with that,” he replied. Your breathe hitched in your throat. Right as your eyes fluttered shut, his voice replied, “By going to take you to get a milkshake,” he smirked, pulling away.

Your mouth dropped open as you let out a laugh, “You’re a tease.”

“Were you thinking of something else? Of course it would be a milkshake,” he smirked, going to stand up. He stuck his hand out, and you took it to stand up. Sighing, you both went back inside and started to head out the front door. Before you could walk any further down. A voice started screaming your name. You whipped around to see David rushing down towards you.

"y/n, you're not going home with him. Let's go, I'm taking you home," David said, grabbing your hand, pulling you towards him.  

"I'm not going home with you either," you shot back, ripping your arm away from him.

"Who is he?" Taylor asked, looking skeptically.

"Her boyfriend," David shot back quickly, making you pissed.

"My friend," you said angrily. "He is not my boyfriend."

"Uh," Taylor started, looking back and forth between you two. "I'm not really sure what is going on here, but this is a little too much for me. I'm sorry, y/n," he gave you an apologetic look and continued to walk.

"David what the fuck," you exclaimed, looking back at him. "I'll get a ride from someone else, I'm not riding home with you." You began to walk back towards the party but were stopped by David rushing in front of you. Before you could yell at him more, he had you thrown over his shoulder and began walking. "Put me down!" you screamed.

"No, you're getting in my car and I'm taking you home. Stop acting like a brat," he growled back, unlocking his car. He set you down on the ground and put you in the front seat. Immediately he locked the door so you wouldn't get out. Before you could unlock it, he was in the car and had it locked and was peeling away.

"You have to be fucking kidding me," you exclaimed.

"y/n, you were being fucking ridiculous. You're not going to go to some stranger's house because you're pissed at me for no reason," he said, glancing over at you, then returning to driving.

"No reason?" you screamed. "You have led me on so many times with your stupid flirting knowing I like you!"

"How am I responsible for that if I didn't know I liked you. I flirt with you because I like you but you have never made any sign of liking me!" he yelled, weaving around traffic.

"Bullshit! You're just saying that because you feel like a jerk now!" you screamed, crossing your arms and looking out the window. As you looked, you saw David pull off into an empty parking lot. "What are you doing?" you asked, looking over at him.

"I'm over you screaming at me, so shut up," he said, looking over at you.

"Fine, I won't scream, but you're a liar," you said, shaking your head.

"Stop saying that! Fuck! Don't tell me what I did or didn't do or why I did it," he exclaimed.

"Whatever you say," you huffed out.

"That's it!" he screamed, leaning over and grabbing your waist. His other hand came up to hold the back of your neck and pulled you to him. Before you could argue with him about anything else, his lips slammed onto yours, making you gasp and him moan. His fingers made their way into your hair and pulled you even closer. His lips moved against yours roughly, making you moan as he gripped the side of your waist. Both of you felt your tension release into the kiss. David led the kiss, taking most of the control since you were completely drunk and so shocked by the kiss. Slowly, your hands came up to run through his messy hair. This only deepened the kiss. Your whole body was melting into him and before you realized, he was pulling away, eliciting a loud groan from you. “I can’t believe you picked a fight with me after I told you I liked you,” David laughed, letting his fingers toy with the ends of your hair.

“Well, you were being a dick,” you said, pursing your lips. This only widened his smile.

“Please don’t start this again,” he laughed, leaning in again to press a small kiss to your nose. 

“I’m sorry,” you said, jutting out your bottom lip, sadly. 

“You can make up for the attitude by spending the night with me tonight,” he smirked, sticking his tongue out slightly. 

“Attitude?” you exclaimed, opening your mouth widely. “I swear to god! You were the one who tried to swoop in and say “stop drinking so much, y/n” acting like I can’t take care of myself!” you exclaimed loudly. This only made David laugh loudly. Before you could say something else, David was leaning down while he was giggling, going in for another kiss. David began to shower your face with kisses all over. 

“You’re so cute when you’re mad,” he smiled, giving one final kiss to your lips. Sighing, you pursed your lips again. “Stop pouting, please. I’m sorry I was an asshole,” he apologized, rubbing the small of your back. 

"Fine, I'm sorry I had a super, itty bitty, tiny bit of an attitude," you said, giggling.

"I'll take it," he smiled.

"Now can I take you back home with me or are we going to sit in the parking lot all night?" David asked, training his eyes on you.

"Depends, are you taking me how as my friend or my boyfriend?" you asked, biting your lip.

"Well, you rejected my boyfriend offer early..." David trailed off, making you open your mouth widely. David let out a loud laugh. "I'll take you back to my house as my girlfriend, but you have to admit you had a major attitude earlier."

"Well, guess we're going back as friends," you laughed out, pulling away from him.

"Fine, I'll settle for you just being my girlfriend," David sighed, pulling away to start driving again.

"Wow, sorry I'm not good enough," you said, crossing your arms over your chest jokingly. His hand came over to rest on your thigh and he rubbed it gently.

"Hey, y/n," David started, making you look over.

"You're beautiful when you pout," he said with a huge grin. Your cheeks became flushed and you tried to bite back a smile. "My girlfriend is beautiful," he added, looking back to the road, continuing to rub your thigh sweetly.

"My boyfriend is the sweetest," you mumbled out, letting your arms drop from your chest. "Also, can we please stop for a milkshake, please?" you asked.

"Anything for you, princess," he laughed, bringing your hand to his lips and giving it a kiss.

"Damn straight," you replied, making him laugh loudly. "You just earned and endless supply of kisses," you added.

"I will be cashing those in the second we get back to my house," he replied, excitedly. 

[soft-baby-dobrik]

late night // david dobrik

a/n: so idk why but I really wanted like some angst/cute emotions coming out but like at night time???? idk 

request: no

summary: a late night drive with david turns into something more

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There are certain moments in life where it feels like the world is against you. Months had past since you had your heart ripped out of your chest, but that wasn’t even the peak of the problem. There was stress for money and college courses. It felt like no matter how much good you put into the world, it never came back to you. To top it all off, you kept this feelings to yourself. If you told your parents, they would make you move back home, which wasn’t necessarily what you wanted. All your friends were so busy with their youtube’s and traveling, you didn't want to burden them with that stress either. As much as you tried to hide it, one person saw through it all. David. He was always inviting you out to try and keep you from being all stressed alone in your room. He would always sweep in to save the day and save you from your own thoughts.

Tonight was one of those nights. Here you were, sitting in your head, stressed about anything and everything. David could tell just by your tone of text and how you typed that you were in that place of mind. That’s when you got a text to be ready in twenty minutes. After about five minutes of you refusing, he told you he was coming regardless of what you wanted. Sighing, you got yourself somewhat put together. Leggings and a baggy sweatshirt was all he was going to get out of you. When he arrived, he slammed down on the horn, to be obnoxious. You let out a small laugh before heading out to his car. A beaming David sat in the drivers’ seat. No one else was in the car, which was slightly unusual. David usually brought multiple people to help make you laugh and smile. 

“Hi,” you mumbled, sliding into the car.

“Hey, y/n,” he said, softly, with a small smile.

“Where are we going?” you asked, trying to perk up.

“You’ll see,” he smiled, continuing to focus on the road ahead. He pulled into a drive thru and ordered you both some food to munch on during the drive. You tried paying, but he refused to allow it. He kept saying it was his treat to you. Sighing, you let him win.

“Thank you for the food,” you smiled, beginning to munch on the food.

“I knew you were going to forget to eat,” he replied, glancing over to you.

“I was not!” you argued back.

“Whatever you say,” he said, in a sing song voice. He started to head in an unknown direction and you stared in confusion. After a little while, he pulled into an empty parking lot, and parked his car.

“Why are we here?” you laughed out slightly, looking around the empty lot. He shrugged in response and started eating his food. Both of you ate with music playing ever so quietly in the background. Once you had eaten enough, you glanced over to see David turned to face you.

“y/n,” David said, trying to keep your attention on him. Once you looked at him, he continued, “I’m worried about you.” At his words, you gulped.

“Why?” you asked somewhat nervously. 

“Because you act like nothing is wrong, but you clearly are super stressed. And you’re not talking to anyone about it. So I want you to know, you can talk to me,” he spoke so calmly, not wanting to make you feel attacked by the words. You sat there silently for a little, staring as you played with your fingers in your lap.

“I just, I don’t know,” you mumbled, trying with everything in you not to cry. “I just feel like lost. You all have your lives figured out and here I am, struggling in college. My ex was a fucking deadbeat college kid and he didn't even want me. I just feel like I’m not worthy of anyone,” you couldn’t stop the words from flowing out of you. It felt good to let it out, but you couldn't bring yourself to look up at David. A small silence fell over both of you. Right as you were about to apologize for being so sad, David’s hand grabbed one of your own.

“That is not fair to you,” David said, making you glance over to him. “He was a deadbeat with no goals or aspirations, so he couldn't handle someone who has them or wants to make them better and their relationship better. He was a piece of shit. He’s an idiot for not wanting you.” Through everything he said, his thumb rubbed your hand. Without realizing it, a couple tears slipped out of your eyes.

“I just feel burnt out,” you whispered. “And I’m tired of being everyone’s second choice. I just for once want someone to care for me like I care for them. And it’s not because I need some guy to fix me, it’s just tiring when no one cares about you the way you care for them. I just don’t even know if that’s possible or if love just isn’t real,” you rambled out.

David’s hand gripped yours tighter once you finished. “y/n, don’t say that,” he said, with a small smile. “You can’t let one douchebag ruin your idea of relationships forever. There are guys out there that are head over heels for you and that will give you everything they can.” When he finished, you tried to muster up a small smile. 

“It’s unlikely, but not impossible,” you laughed out, still letting David’s hand soothe over yours.

“That’s not true at all,” David mumbled.

“Yeah, cause I have a list of bachelors lining up for me,” you laughed, then laughed harder because of the idea of it. He was not as amused as you were.

“Maybe not a list, but there’s one guy,” he spoke softly. “But he wants you to be in a good mental place before he makes a move,” his words got softer each word that left his lips. Your eyes glanced up to him, looking at him quizzically. “Cause said guy has had that happen before and he doesn’t need it to happen again.” That’s when it clicked. David. David was the guy. Him and Liza ended because she was struggling mentally and emotionally. You weren’t the only one with relationship baggage.

“David-” you began, adjusting how you were sitting to look at him. Of course you had a crush on him, I mean who doesn't have a crush on David? It just never seemed a possibility. Anyone in their right mind wants him, but you knew there was no chance of that. His words stopped you own words and thoughts.

“I’m sorry, just forget it. I know this is about you,” he paused to take a deep breath. “I shouldn’t have told you now.”

“David-I,” you were stammering. No words or a coherent thought were coming to you. Just as he was going to release your hand from his grip, you squeezed tighter. 

“I just don’t want you to think you aren’t good enough for a guy,” he half heartedly smiled.

“I just, I’m surprised,” you spoke. “I just never thought I had a chance with you,” you admitted, avoiding eye contact. “And not that I’m not ready to try something with someone, I just am needy and a pain to be with you.” Once you finished speaking, David was shaking his head in disapproval.

“You’re not needy or a pain, y/n,” he said, “You just ask for the minimum effort but shitheads don’t even want to give that and you deserve way more than minimal effort.” Your eyes trained back onto him. Another silence fell over the both of you as you both stared into each other’s eyes. You felt your body slowly lean towards him and he followed suit. His hands went from holding your own, to cupping your face. “Tell me to stop if you want me to stop,” he whispered as his eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips. Slowly, he started leaning in further, until there was just enough room for your lips to not touch. After a moment, you took it upon yourself to close the gap, showing your approval. Once you had your lips pressed together, you melted into his touch. Your whole body was under his control. His lips were so gentle against yours. Not needy and sloppy, just gentle and comforting. The longer it went on, the deeper it got. Your fingers were tangled into his hair, moving through a tugging ever so gently. When he pulled away, he left kisses along your jaw and down to your neck. They were soft pecks, but were enough to elicit a small whine out of you. That’s when he stopped to look at you. Both of your breathing had deepened as he looked you in the eyes. “If you let me, I promise to show you how you should be treated, baby,” he breathed out, caressing your cheek ever so slightly. You nodded and let your head fall into the soothing feeling of his hand.

“David, you are the best person I have ever met,” you whispered.

“And you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen inside and out,” he replied, with a small smile. “Tomorrow night, be ready. We’re going on an official date,” he said before pressing a small kiss to your forehead, leaving you smiling.

a/n: y'all I don't know okay I've just been stressed and down lately so I needed this okay okay 

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Can you please do a really cliche fic with David where they’re watching the little mermaid and ‘Kiss the girl’ plays and he does because he’s liked her for a long time and just fluff 🤧

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okay I seriously loved this idea, hope it turned out the way you wanted! enjoy xoxo

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kiss the girl // david dobrik

a/n: okay I love this request because I just came back from disneyworld and I love DISNEY and DAVID

request: Can you please do a really cliche fic with David where they’re watching the little mermaid and ‘Kiss the girl’ plays and he does because he’s liked her for a long time and just fluff 🤧

summary: the magic of Disney brings out the magic between you and David

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To say things between you and David made no sense would be an understatement. You both had been hanging out a lot recently, not just in a group. One on one, it started off kind of awkwardly. Slowly but surely, David became more comfortable and started to sit closer to you and started to show some sort of attention. It started off with a his arm flung around your arm to him laid down and you cuddled up into him. After weeks of hanging out and some sweet words, he still hadn’t initiate anything besides some cuddles, nor talked about his feelings. You were starting to get stressed about what was going on between you two. So when he asked you to come over, you gave yourself a pep talk to make sure you could ask what was going on between you two. Obviously, feelings had developed on your side, but you weren't sure what was going on inside his mind or heart.

Right as you were about to text him that you were here, he had the door flung open and stood there beaming at you in your car. Nervously, you scrambled out of your car and headed towards the door where he stood. Once your were a few feet away from him, he drew your body into his with a warm hug. You melted in your arms and let your head lay against his chest.

“I missed you,” he mumbled into your hair, making you giggle slightly.

“David, I was here yesterday,” you replied, nuzzling into his warm chest.

“Well, you left,” he replied, pulling away after a couple of minutes. “So, I was thinking,” he started, as you followed him into the house.

“I didn’t know your brain could do that,” you teased, making him turn around, faking an offended face.

“Don’t be mean to me. I’m about to make your day,” he replied, continuing to walk towards his room, which you had never really hung out in.

“How are you going to-” you stopped immediately when you saw his room. There were fairy lights scattered around the floor, and snacks were placed on his bed along with some drinks on his bedside table. You whipped around to look at him.

“I thought we could have a Disney marathon and just relax, since you’ve been working so hard these past couple weeks,” he smiled, a slight flush on his cheeks. 

“That is the sweetest thing ever,” you gushed, rushing to give him another hug. “Thank you, David,” you mumbled. After you let go, David rushed over and flopped on the bed, with a big smile. Shyly, you walked over and sat on the other side of the snacks. 

“No, come here,” he whined, opening his arms for you to cuddle into him. While you laid in his arms, he opened up the snacks while you had the remote in your hand, and you picked the movie. The Little Mermaid was your first choice. Once it started playing, David started feeding you snacks, making you laugh hysterically. The movie went on, and you laid calmly and comfortably on his chest, humming to the music as he rubbed your back up and down.

“David, thank you so much for this,” you smiled, looking up at him.

“Anything for you, y/n,” he grinned back, as he leaned his face closer to yours. Your heart was pounding. It was finally happening. He was going to kiss you. David Dobrik was going to kiss you. Right as he got closer, his hand came over to your cheek, and his fingers brushed against them softly. “You had an eyelash,” he murmured, biting down on his lip, before turning back to watch the movie. That’s when your stomach dropped. It had been almost a month of this and he still had not made a move physically or relationship-wise. Without thinking, you let out a loud sigh, and snapped your neck back to look at the screen. Your favorite part of the movie was coming soon. After Ariel had spent all day with Eric, it was almost time for the boat ride. Part of you wanted to sit up and go off on David for not kissing you, and the other part wanted to watch the movie in silence. Maybe even sleep to escape the situation. But no, you said you were going to stick up for yourself. Your mind wasn’t even focused on the movie anymore as you sat up, abruptly. David looked at you with confusion. Nervously, you ran your fingers through your hair and debated just laying back down, but you stood strong.

“What is going on?” you asked, making David even more confused.

“What do you mean?” he questioned back, looking at you.

“This, right now. What is going on. It’s been like a month of this, and yet nothing has happened and every time I think it’s going to change, I’m just here, still with no change,” you rambled out nervously, playing with the ends of your shirt. David began to laugh, only making you more embarrassed. “It’s not funny. I know I’m not making sense, but it’s true. I just want to know what’s going on here.” And when you thought this moment could not get even more embarrassing, David began to sing along to The Little fucking Mermaid over replying. He sang “Kiss the Girl” very off key. Your mouth parted as your cheeks were red with embarrassment. He just brushed it off by singing, instead of replying. Right as you were about to completely lose your mind, David tugged your body on top of his, messily. Your body was laid at a weird angle, making you look at David with an annoyed tone. 

“You wanna kiss the girl,” he mumbled out, with a small smile at the ends of his lips. Then, before anything else cold ruin the moment, like you going off on him, he kissed the girl. His fingers tangled into the hair at the back of your neck as he pulled as close to him as he could get you. A nervous exhale left you as he pressed his lips against yours in a smooth, world altering kiss. Shakily, your hands came to run through his hair as he kept your body pinned to him. The kiss ended almost as quickly as it began. Your mind and body were racing as you opened your eyes to see David with a big smile across his face. “I was trying to wait for an amazing moment to kiss you, and you almost ruined it,” he laughed out, making your mouth turn upwards in a small smile.

“Okay, after a month of us hanging out!” you exclaimed. “Enough time to make any girl go insane,” you mumbled out the last part, as David pushed some loose hairs behind your ear.

“I don’t care about any girl though. It’s all about you, y/n. That’s why I wanted it to be at a memorable moment. Not just like any kiss,” he replied, warmly, letting his hand fall to the small of your back. 

“Well, you could have said that,” you grumbled, biting down on your lower lip.

“Nope, I couldn’t have,” David replied. “I wanted to do it like this so whenever you thought of Disney or Ariel or this song, you were brought back to this moment,” he whispered, making your gaze on him waver as you leaned up to press a small kiss to his lips. 

“David, you really are the sweetest guy,” you mumbled, against his lips.

“Sweet enough for you to want to be my girlfriend?” he asked, with a goofy grin.

“You’re not going to make me wait another month before you ask me that?” you shot back, with a fake shocked expression.

“I’m going to take your attitude as a yes since there was not a no said,” he chuckled.

“It’s a yes,” you giggled out, making him lean in to press another kiss to your lips.

“I think we should rewatch this scene, since you were talking for most of it,” David teased, rewinding the scene. “But this time, every time he says “kiss the girl,” I’m going to kiss my girl,” he offered, looking down at you.

“He says it so much, you won’t have time to breath,” you laughed out, shaking your head.

“Fine by me,” he whispered, before tugging you back towards him, molding his lips against your own again.

[soft-baby-dobrik]

I love the idea of Ilya being your good friend and he likes to flirt with you and you don’t really mind, Could you do that where your trying to take a nap at David’s house and he tries to cuddle you and mess with you?

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so sorry I don’t know if this is exactly what you wanted but I hope you enjoy xoxo

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couch experiences // ilya fedorovich

a/n: I have never written about Ilya but he's so cute I AM READY TO DO THIS

request: i love the idea of Ilya being your good friend and he likes to flirt with you and you don’t really mind, Could you do that where your trying to take a nap at David’s house and he tries to cuddle you and mess with you?

summary: basically ilya is being a flirty lil shit and feelings come out

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There are certain things in life that people don’t need to know. One of those things is when you have a ginormous crush on one of your close friends. Especially when that friend is funny and flirty with everyone and there is no chance in hell he actually likes you. Ilya Fedorovich was that problem. Between the constant jokes that were most likely serious about his crush on Natalie and him being drunk and flirting with countless women, there was no chance with him. That being said, his flirtatious tactics with you were none other than his personality. While your heart would pound and you could feel your insides melt every time he gave his attention to you, you knew that from his part, it meant nothing. Just Ilya being Ilya. So here you were, laid out on David’s couch with Ilya and some other friends, cuddled into the blanket, eyes trained on the TV. 

“Hey, y/n,” Ilya smiled, gazing at you.

“Hmm?” you hummed, keeping your eyes on the TV.

“You should look at me instead, I’m more attractive than those actors. You laughed loudly as you lazily turned your head to look at him. “Now that I have your attention, can I please have that blanket?” he asked, with a slight pout in his voice.

“Nope,” you replied, turning back to the screen.

“Well, at least share with me,” he continued.

“Nope, this is my couch,” you said, not showing any emotion.

“C’mon, you’re cold, I could keep you a lot warmer than the blanket can,” he smirked. You felt your stomach flop at his words. Instead of saying anything, you rolled your eyes and put your attention back on the show. Everyone was relaxed around the couch. People came and left until it was just you and David. After sometime, Ilya came noisily back into the room, making your groan. You were just about to fall asleep when he came barging in loudly. 

“Alright, I’m going to go take a nap, since you just woke me up from one on the couch,” David said, stretching. You smiled up at him lazily, and he shuffled into his room. Ilya flopped down next to you on the couch. You whined as you tried to close your eyes again. His head came by your ear as he whispered:

“Whatcha doing?” In order to hide your nerves, you faked annoyance and groaned loudly. “Someone’s grumpy,” he added, sitting back up.

“I’m tired,” you murmured, closing your eyes once again. Ilya remained quiet, making your body ease. Suddenly, his hand came over to your hair, making you flinch slightly. His hand paused for a second before he began to run his fingers through your hair, gently. You hummed in response to the soothing sensation. When he stopped, you let out a small whine, making him laugh. Your eyes shot open and you sat up to look at him, glaring. This only made him laugh more.

“You’re cute when you’re grumpy,” he said, biting his lip.

“I’m not grumpy,” you mumbled, looking down at your lap, trying to hide the flush of your cheeks.

“Prove it,” he said, making your glare at him. “Exactly, you’re giving me a bitch look now.” He smiled at you as you laid back down on the couch. When you laid back down, a silence fell over both of you. Your heart was racing as you heard Ilya move around on the couch. After a couple minutes of you staring at the TV, his hands began to play with the ends of your hair again. Your eyes began to shut as he continued to twist the ends. 

“I’m going to go back to sleep,” you whispered, cuddling into the pillow your head was laid on. Ilya made a loud groaning noise, making you turn to look at him.

“Stay awake,” he whined, looking down at you. 

“Ilya, I’m tired,” you replied, exhaling loudly.

“Wake up,” he whined. That’s when you shot up from the couch, standing, just so you could stand taller than him.

“Ilya, I am fucking tired. I want to sleep and one minute you’re being nice and playing with my hair and the next being annoying and waking me up and being loud!” you exclaimed. 

“Grumpy,” Ilya laughed out, making you more annoyed. Before you could continue your rant, his hands grabbed your waist and tugged you onto his lap. Inhaling sharply, you were face to face with Ilya as you straddled his lap. You sat there, mouth open as he grinned at you.

“What are you-” you began, but were cut off:

“If you’re going to be sleepy and needy with your hair being played with, I at least want you near me so my arms won’t hurt,” he smirked. Meekly, you laid down with your head on his chest. Your heart was racing while his fingers found their way back to your hair. After a couple minutes, your body relaxed into his warm embrace. “y/n,” he said, quietly.

“Yes?” you whispered, keeping your eyes closed. 

“Can you look at me?” he asked, causing you to look up at him, confused. 

“Why?” you asked, looking into his eyes.

“You know, you’re like super beautiful?” he said, making your body heat up. “Like so fucking pretty,” he continued. “Like the prettiest girl.”

“Shut up,” you said, rolling your eyes, trying to turn away from him. “You’re just trying to funny or you’re drunk,” you laughed, pushing your body into a sitting position. 

“No, seriously, you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever met, y/n,” he said.

“Yeah, okay,” you laughed, shaking your head.

“Why are you acting like this?” Ilya asked, with a slight annoyance. 

“Why are you?” you shot back.

“Don’t get an attitude with me,” Ilya fired back.

“Or what?” you huffed out, pissed that he was saying this and just being his funny self. Your feelings were here and being toyed with while he’s just having fun.

“I will do something about it,” Ilya grumbled. You rolled your eyes, but before you could say anything, somehow Ilya had you pinned down against the couch. How he maneuvered this, you were unsure of, but his body had you pinned down and you breath caught in your throat. “I’m trying to tell you, I like you, y/n,” he said, grinning down at you. Your mouth parted as you stared up at him, blankly. 

“Ilya,” you got out, but nothing else would follow. “You-you don’t mean that,” you mumbled, softly.

“Don’t tell me I don’t mean it cause I do and I am trying to tell you this,” he spoke smoothly, with a big grin on his face, as he dipped down closer to your face. “You’re so damn cute when you blush,” he smirked, only worsening it. His lips were millimeters away from your own and you couldn’t get anything out. Every time you tried to open your mouth to get out words, nothing came out, which Ilya was loving. He kept laughing as you looked like a fish out of water. His fingers intertwined with your own as he had your arms still pinned down above your head. After a couple moments of him laughing, he finally dipped his head down at let his lips graze yours ever so slightly. You inhaled sharply, making him smile against your lips. Then, he pressed his lips to yours. His whole body came crashing into yours as he moved his lips against yours, moaning at the feeling of it all. You couldn’t stop the moan coming from out of you from the feeling of him finally kissing you. Both of your lips moved against one another in pure desire and need. This is what you had been waiting for, for months and it was too surreal. He was here, kissing you after saying he likes you. 

When he pulled away, you took a deep breath before whispering out, “I like you too.”

He chuckled at you before saying, “I’m going to need you to repeat that three more times and then kiss me three times to prove it,” he joked, mocking you. You scrunched your face in disapproval. “It’s fine, I like that you’re needy,” he smiled down at you.

“I like you better when you shut up and kiss me,” you replied, raising your eyebrows.

“I like you better when you’re sitting on my lap,” he teased back.

“I think we can arrange that,” you smiled, biting your lip. Again, before you say anything else, you were flipped over and on top of Ilya’s lap.

“We can arrange a lot more than that,” he smirked, making you raise your eyebrows in a trying manner. “Just come here already,” he groaned, maneuvering his fingers behind your neck and pulling you down towards him, making you squeal in excitement.

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hii i was wondering if u could do a request where david meets the reader (college student) at a frat party or sum after filming her without consent for content?? like at first she’s angry but then they hit it off. your writing is so good!!!

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so um this was not as good as I wanted it to be but here it is, hope it’s somewhat of what you wanted :’)) xoxo

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fratty and bratty // david dobrik

a/n: so I am so sorry I like never post on here, but I started dating a guy and he's amazing and like actually wants to spend time with me and college has been kicking my ass but I am back, AGAIN! thank you for all the love you have given to me and my page, love you all bunches <3

request: hii i was wondering if u could do a request where david meets the reader (college student) at a frat party or sum after filming her without consent for content?? like at first she’s angry but then they hit it off. your writing is so good!!!

summary: you go to a frat party and are met with the flashing of a camera in your face with a david dobrik behind the camera.

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Being a college student obviously went along with drinking. Being a female college student meant easier access to said drinking and invites to parties left and right. Partying was not a weekly occurrence for you like some other college students. You actually had tough classes that required studying and time out of class. Somehow, your friends convinced you to come out tonight, even though your week had been hectic and all you wanted was to sleep, for the whole weekend. Yet, here you were, dressed for a party and physically walking into the party. Your friend had a tight grasp on your wrist, making sure you did not sneak out of the crowd or lose you. Once you reached the “bar” where the guys in the frat were handing out drinks, you asked for a beer with a smile. The “bartender” smirked back at you, handing you the beer with a wink.

“A girl drinking a beer is after my heart,” he grinned.

“I’m not drinking it. I’m shotgunning it,” you stated, with a smirk. His eyebrows raised, but before he could respond with something flirtatious, you turned around and left the room. Your friend laughed loudly as she clutched her drink.

“Are you really going to shotgun that?” she asked, sipping her drink.

“Hell yeah,” you laughed, “After I get some shots in me,” you grinned, shimmying your chest. As you headed into another room, you saw the crowd of people clustered into the room. The music was not fully blaring yet, so you were able to talk to some people you recognized. A few girls had a bottle and offered you some sips of it. Graciously, you took the bottle and let it move down your throat. Shot after shot until you felt the effects of the alcohol. Minutes turned into a couple hours and you felt at ease after some beers. Another one was grasped in your hand as the crowd uproared, and you saw David Dobrik and some of his friends enter the party. His camera was held in his hand as they maneuvered through the crowd. On instinct, your teeth sunk into your bottom lip. David Dobrik was obviously a very attractive guy, but in your eyes, he was the most attractive guy. Numerous girls were calling his name and trying to get his attention, so you shrugged them off. In your eyes, there was no way he would pay you any mind. That’s when you thought it was time for another shotgun. Some of the guys near your chorused in their cheers wanting to join. You all pushed through the group and made it to the backyard of the house.

One of your guy friends was pressing the hole into the can when Zane came tumbling out the back door, clearly drunk. Giggling, you waved to him. He grinned and came towards you.

“Do I know you?” he asked, in a nice way. You laughed loudly, while shaking your head no.

“No,” you giggled, “but I know you from youtube.” He warmly smiled in return. “I’m y/n.”

“Well, y/n, let’s get fucked up!” he yelled and in a blur, you were handed your can and a countdown was done. Then, you popped open the can and threw your head back, trying to gulp at the rate of the other guys. Your impossible mission turned out to be a fail. The guys all cheered for you and you laughed, opening your eyes to be met with a flash in your eyes. Squinting, you saw David’s camera pointed towards you. The smile on your face diminished. If he was filming you and it showed up in the vlog, your parents or younger siblings could see.

“Um,” you began, feeling nervous to say something. “I never said you could record me. Hell, you didn’t even introduce yourself,” you spoke up, somewhat loudly. Your friend was hot on your heels when she heard your voice speak up, sensing an issue.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, looking over to you and then the group around you.

“He was recording me and didn’t even ask or say a word to me,” you explained, annoyance and anger boiling in your tone. Your friend looked over to David, not afraid of him just because he was famous.

“I’m sorry,” David began. “I’m David.” He had a smile across his face that made you more annoyed. 

“Wow,” you huffed, shaking your head. By now, mostly everyone had cleared out of the backyard. “So are you going to delete it or?” you snapped back, sassily. Zane “oooh”-ed in the background, laughing loudly. 

“Hey, I’m sorry,” David said, sounding genuine as he came closer. “I’ll delete it now. I just thought it was cool that you were shotgunning with all the guys,” he said, clicking a couple buttons on his camera, showing you that he deleted the clip. “I really did not mean to make you mad.”

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled, a slight flush to your cheeks. “I just have younger siblings and I wouldn’t want my family to see any of that.”

“What’s your name?” he asked, biting back a smile. 

“y/n,” you responded, meekly.

“Well, y/n, you might be the angriest drunk I have ever accidentally recorded,” he laughed. Your jaw dropped slightly, making him laugh. 

“I am not angry!” you exclaimed, only causing him to laugh harder.

“You are slightly angry,” he laughed out, making you purse your lips. He bit his lip, biting back a smile. Internally, you were gushing.

“You shouldn’t record people without their consent,” you grumbled. He laughed, again.

“Well, how can I make this up to you, grumpy,” he smiled.

“French fries,” you stated, smiling happily at the thought of them.

“Right now?” he asked with a smile.

“I mean-” you paused to look around to see your friend off with a guy, watching you with a grin. She nodded in approval, clearly eavesdropping. Nervously, you nodded. 

“Well, I’ll take that as a yes,” he smiled, stretching out his hand for you to take hold of. Nervously, you let your hand fall into his as he enter the house and weaved in and out of the crowds. Once he made it outside the house, you let your hand fall out of his.

“So,” you started as you followed next to him towards his car. He turned to look at you with a smile, watching you somewhat messily walk. “Do you always offer food to people you make angry?” He laughed loudly as he unlocked his car, opening the door for you.

“Not usually,” he said, closing the door and heading to the driver’s side. “Only for the people who are about to choke me out for it,” he teased, pulling out of the spot. 

“I was not!” you exclaimed. 

“If I wouldn't have deleted it, I would be dead on that lawn right now,” he added, keeping his eyes on the road.

“I would not have killed you!” you gawked, turning to look at him. His smile made your heart race. 

“It’s okay, it’s a moment I won't forget,” he said, looking over at you as he pulled into the drive thru. He ordered you a large fry and a large milkshake. Smiling, you took the food and milkshake with a squeal of happiness.

“Thank you,” you mumbled, shyly, as you sipped on your milkshake. You threw your head back in happiness.

“You’re welcome,” he said, pulling into a parking spot. “So,” he started, turning to face you. You were shoveling fries in your mouth, making him smile. “Do you get in cars with strangers who offer you food often?”

“Listen, I am drunk as shit and craving fries, don’t judge,” you mumbled, sipping on your milkshake again.

“So you make poor decisions when you’re drunk?” he grinned, staring at you. Your heart started racing as his eyes stared at you.

“I don’t hookup with guys just cause they’re famous and buy me french fries and a milkshake,” you blurted out, feeling your cheeks heat up as David cackled next to you.

“I was not trying to sleep with you!” he exclaimed in between his laughing fits. Embarrassment was evident in your features. 

“Sorry,” you mumbled, staring down at your drink as you messed around with your straw. “Guys aren’t just nice like this.” A small silence fell between you two. “Plus, you have hooked up with fans before,” you added.

David opened his mouth slightly in surprise, “So you’re a fan?” he asked. You nodded.

“Of course, you guys are super funny to watch,” you shrugged.

“That was from a interview, not a vlog,” he teased, grinning at you.

“Okay, so maybe I’m a fan of you,” you blushed.

“y/n,” David spoke up, making you look up at him. “You’re cute when you’re embarrassed,” he said, smiling. 

“I-” you began, moving your mouth not knowing what to say.

“This is the one time you haven’t had something sassy to say,” he laughed. 

“You’re a jerk,” you mumbled, shaking your head.

“A jerk who just called you cute,” he shot back.

“Well, thank you,” you smiled, shyly, looking up at him through your eyelashes. 

“Do you want a ride back to your house?” he asked, turning to face the driving wheel.

“Jeez, trying to get rid of me already,” you joked, turning to face the front of the car. 

“No, actually I was hoping you would invite me over and that we could watch a movie or something,” he smiled, with a slight tint to his cheeks.

“Well, uh,” you stammered, “Okay, only if I get to pick the movie,” you said, continuing to munch on your fries.

“So, I bought you food and I can’t even pick the movie!” he laughed, handing you his phone to type in your address.

“Yup,” you said, handing him his phone back. He started the drive to your house, shaking his head at you. 

“I’ll allow it, if I can take you out again, preferably when you’re sober, so you won’t kill me,” he replied, making you slap him, jokingly.

“I guess I could make that work,” you smiled. “But we’re watching a Disney movie.” He playfully groaned.

“Then I might need another incentive,” he said, glancing over to you.

“Like?” you asked.

“You and me, cuddled on the couch.”

“I think we can make that work.”

And did you guys make that work...

a/n: lmao I am so out of the writing groove, I'm sorry if that sucked :(((

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hiii! i was wondering if you could make this imagine based off of one of david’s recent videos “she confronted me about not liking her” where the reader has been dating david in secret and no body knows. (not even his friends) and the reader is in the car when Kelsey confronts david. the reader gets really uncomfortable and worried about her trying to kiss david that she almost cries. then david kisses her in front of everyone and tells them that the reader is his girlfriend. SORRY THAT WAS LONG

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SO I WAS IN LOVE WITH THIS IDEA SO THANK YOU FOR THIS! I hope you liked it because i’m not sure if this is exactly what you wanted.

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she confronted me about not liking her // david dobrik

a/n: so i LOVED this request idea omfg so im writing it rn bc god bless u anon for this bc omfg

request:  hiii! i was wondering if you could make this imagine based off of one of david’s recent videos “she confronted me about not liking her” where the reader has been dating david in secret and no body knows. (not even his friends) and the reader is in the car when Kelsey confronts david. the reader gets really uncomfortable and worried about her trying to kiss david that she almost cries. then david kisses her in front of everyone and tells them that the reader is his girlfriend. SORRY THAT WAS LONG

summary: david reveals your relationship when you feel uncomfortable in the filming of “she confronted me about not liking her”

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Filming bits for the vlogs was always a fun pass time, even more fun when you were single, but ever since you and David got together, it was awkward. With a secret relationship, there was always a slight tension between you two and while no one noticed, you became aware of every person who was aware of David. While there were numerous girls who were interested in David, he never showed an ounce of interest in return, but that never stopped the bubbling feeling of fear and discomfort. So many girls were obsessed with David and it was still surreal that he chose you. When Kelsey was supposed to join the group, you felt your mouth dry as you tried to gulp. David’s eyes shot back to you immediately, lingering over your tensed body. You had her the numerous things she said about David and you could not even imagine what it would be like with her physically there.

David pulled out his phone and typed a quick text, messing with his bottom lip. Immediately, your phone vibrated and you saw a text from David.

david ♡: baby, i’m sorry. but you look so cute when you’re irritated.

Your eyebrows furrowed, shooting a look at him. He was trying to be sweet and calm you, but it just irritated you more. Locking your phone, you turned when you saw Kelsey herself climb in the car. She shot a smile at you before climbing in the back. David payed no mind to her as he looked over at you, scanning over all of your features. Small chatter took over the car as you sat there, tensely. Gulping, you glanced down at your phone to see another from David.

david ♡: please don’t be upset. you look so beautiful right now and all i want to do is reach over to you and kiss you

Sighing, you bit your lip, glancing to him to see him with a smile on his lips. Your heart thumped loudly in your chest as you remembered your plea to keep your relationship a secret. To you, you were just ordinary, not worthy of David’s attention and everyone knew that. If you became public then, everyone would tell you that and you couldn’t deal with that feeling.

The conversation continued as you dozed off into thought. Once David’s voice began, your focus regained on him. “How old were you when you got botox?” David asked Kelsey.

“I’m twenty right now, so nineteen,” she replied, flirty. You sat there, gulping as everyone commented on how young she is. David’s next words really regained your focus.

“But you don’t need it. You’re a pretty girl. You don’t need that kind of stuff,” he replied, making an ache rise in your stomach. You felt sick. 

Her words just worsened that feeling. “If I was pretty, you would kiss me and you don’t want to kiss me,” she replied, smiling with flirtatious intentions. At that point, you couldn’t hide the hurt written on your face. David looked over to try and glance at you, but your gaze was trained outside the car. Tears pricked at your eyes.

“Kelsey, I am never kissing you. I want to say this right now,” David laughed out, awkwardly. 

“Why? Just why?” she asked, loudly. Sighing, you didn’t let your gaze stray from the scenery outside of the car.

“y/n,” David said. Everyone made loud noises and stared at you, which caused you to turn. Suddenly, everyone’s attention was on you. David looked at you with a small smile. “y/n is why,” he repeated, biting his lower lip. Your eyes widened as you gulped. His hand found your own and he tugged you towards him. Without a second thought or a moment to say anything, David has his lips pressed gently to yours. Uproar shot through the car as you tried to hold back your smile. When he pulled away, you saw his wide grin and you felt the flush of your cheeks. 

“Well that makes a lot of sense!” Jason exclaimed. Shyly, you hid your face in your hands.

“That just got even more awkward,” Matt cackled.

“I swore I saw a pair of y/n jeans in his room!” Jason exclaimed.

“Jason!” you laughed.

“Well, that’s one hell of a clickbait,” Zane laughed.

“Hey, she’s more than clickbait! We’re dating!” David exclaimed, grasping your hand and rubbing it with his thumb. You smiled warmly at him, chewing on your bottom lip. The car was put in drive and David kept hold of our hand. A text lit up your phone with a text from David.

david ♡: you’re the prettiest clickbait i’ll ever have... even tho you’re more than clickbait

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hi! i was just wondering who you write about?

i write about david, jeff, matt, and alex so far. i have some requests for ilya and zane! so i’m just working around the requests and my random outbursts of throughts hahah!!

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Can you write something about when David filmed with the Dolan twins ☺️

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not sure if this is exactly what you were thinking but i needed angst so here it is!

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