#Jesse TLOU x male reader

[fabricated-misslieness]

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ellie williams x male reader (platonic) jesse x male reader

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ellie comes back to town for resupply and catches up with an old friend

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 781

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: swearing, angst, post character death, post Seattle, awkward, very awkward, angst with a hopeful ending, ellie's pov, somewhat vague as to whether it's post santa barbara

ᴍᴀʏʙ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: inspo. don't ask me why both tlou fics have ellie pov

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There he is. Jesse's boyfriend.

It's rude to think of him as just Jesse's boyfriend. He was his own person, after all; but Ellie has reason. She knew Jesse better than him, after all. Jesse was one of her best friends, despite being the main reason she couldn't act on her long-time crush for a good while.

He was admirable, a young patrol-leader, courageous and smart. Most of all, he was loyal. He even followed her to Seattle.

Oh, fucking Seattle.

He looks like him, in a way. Ellie doesn't want to be rude, but their hair...it's the same. It's coarse and greasy, but so is everyone else's. Commercial shampoo isn't a thing twenty years after the collapse of the world and "major capitalism" anyway, but that's not the point.

He does look different. His eyes, his nose, his face is different, his own. But his hair.

It's shorter down the sides, obviously to keep it out of the way, and yet pieces still remain in front, perhaps a fashion statement, a rare sight when survival calls for practicality; perhaps, instead, a simple inevitability. The back remains long, down, unlike Jesse's, past his shoulders, Ellie recalls he used to wear it up more often than down. Before he and Jesse got together, he wore it in neat braids. Afterward, they got messy—maybe tugging from heated sessions, maybe, more probably, Jesse tried braiding it for him.

"Your hair." Ellie finds herself saying, interrupting your words. She wasn't paying attention, it was rude of her, but she can't see anything else.

"My hair?" You look confused, taking a piece in your hand, but then, oh, your hair. "I haven't had time, since..."

Since Seattle, Ellie thinks, but Seattle isn't Seattle to you, it's Jesse's death.

"Right." Ellie leans back, to stand on her heels. Right.

"I've had to, you know, take over patrol organization a bit, plus, um, new duties, yeah?"

"Yeah." She says, again another short response.

Yeah. Jesse handled a lot of patrol organization, alongside Mary, who now has to help Tommy around because of his knee and all, meaning she needs more people to help her; and also Tommy's knee means he can't go on patrol anymore and...it's just such a mess. And since Ellie left too? And Dina's busy with JJ? Three—four people that can't patrol anymore.

I'm sorry, she thinks to say, but she can't.

"You put it up for patrols?" She asks. It's a stupid question, the answer is an obvious yes.

"Yea–" It's a short response, too, awkward. "I meant, I, uh, don't have the time to braid."

She knows it's not true. She knows you at least have time in the mornings, but then maybe you just don't because it reminds you of him. The way his hands felt in your hair, clumsy, sometimes the braids are too tight and awfully angled, or sometimes they're too loose, but it's Jesse, so who cares?

I'm sorry, is yet again on her tongue, but she can't.

"How's–" What was she going to say? What were you saying, before she'd mentioned your hair? Fuck, she doesn't know.

You speak up abruptly, eyes flitting down, then up, "It looks like his, doesn't it?"

"Yeah." She agrees. Just that. What else is there to say? Well, there is... "I'm sorry."

"I know, Ellie." You say. It's simple.

She said it to you once, at the funeral; again, at the wake. A third time last time she came by, a fourth the time after. This might be the fifth, but she can't account for times she's been drunk, or whatever the fuck she was dealing with fresh off the horse from Seattle.

"I–" She wishes to say it again, anyway. She wishes to say more. Jesse loved you. Jesse wouldn't want you to be sad. Jesse...

"I know." You know, of course, she's already told you all of that, you don't even need her to speak her mind to know it. "Listen, I have to..." You gesture vaguely that-a-way.

"Right. Yeah." Ellie nods her head, bounces back on the balls of her feet and backs off.

"I'll see you next time?" You offer, your hands meeting together, intertwining, fingers breaking then holding again; a teeter, a restless thing. Nervous, no, awkward.

"Yeah." Ellie nods her head.

You're off.

But she speaks again, stopping you. "Hey, um!" She clears her throat, her sudden impulsive thought catching up to her, but you've already turned around, and she must finish. "I'll braid your hair? Next time?"

You smile, huff out a breath through your nose, maybe it's amusement, pity towards Ellie's attempt at what, making up? Or maybe it's appreciation. "Yeah. Yeah, sure."

[k0juki]

Can I make a request pls? Is not everyday we finally see someone writing for jesse (the last of us) lol.

So, reader wanted to make jesse's favorite cake before he got home from patrol but she messed up by burning the bottom of the cake. And I can't help thinking it would be so cute to imagine reader all frustrated that she did wrong, and jesse laughing thinking her intentions were adorable, and saying they can still eat part of the cake.

Jesse tlou2 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･  

Jesse x reader

Any reader is possible I guess?

A/N: thanks for that beautiful request🩷

Warnings: burned cake, maybe bad feeling?, just fluff and Jesse being tease like always

Words: 645

!English is not my first language so feel free to point out any mistakes or errors!

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It is Jesse's birthday today, him going to patrol in the morning, we didn't spend much time together. I felt him snuggling me in bed from behind with his hands around me. The next thing I know is when I feel him kiss my forehead and muttering his soft byes and him coming as soon as possible.

That was in the morning, all peaceful with love and sweet dreams, but now, it had nothing to do with it, all chaos and the smell of burned cake could be smelled in the air. 

It was nothing you wanted and you being perfectionist, you hardly were satisfied, especially, when it came to things you did for Jesse.

You know that Jesse's favorite cake is the strawberry one. He once told you how his mom always tried to make him one, but living in this not so human world anymore, it was hard to get the necessary ingredients. When they finally got to Jackson, she made him as he says "the best cake in the whole world". It always meant a lot to him, because it was made from the heart and that was what he liked about that.

"Please don't be burned, please don't be burned"

You started praying as you took the sponge cake out of the oven. You had to say, it didn't looked...good...well, just on the top and that smell, that smell says something different. It says that it could possibly be a bit burned.

"Well, I completely fucked that cake up."

You said as you carefully, not-to-get-burn, started taking that burned sponge out of the baking sheet. 'I could ask Jesse's mom for help' you thought, now looking at something that was supposed to taste and look good. 

'But what would she think? What will Jesse think when he comes back from patrol.' You can't give him something that is black as coal from the bottom. No, no you can't. 

"Ugh, could it be worse?" You cursed out loud. Putting hands on the counter and looking at it from the top.

"What's that smell?"

Oh no...'Jesse's back', you thought as you heard his honeyed voice from behind you. Feeling him putting his hands on your hips and getting all nervous when you feel him kiss your shoulder as he lean closer to you. 

"A cake?" It sounded more like a question than a statement.

Now, like you, he's looking at the burnt thing that was supposed to be a cake. "What's that love?" Jesse said, trying to cover his laugh by putting his head down, but failing miserably.

"Oh ha ha, really funny I know." You said, feeling a bit offended by his reaction. 

"No no, I was just messing with you, you know? I didn't mean it." He whispered the last part and fully hugged you with his head on your shoulder.

"I was trying to make you that strawberry cake you like, I even made that cream with sliced ​​strawberries, but then I forgot about time and burned the bottom...and it was all for nothing.

The sad feeling in your chest could be heard from your voice. 

"I know you will do perfect next time, okay?" Jesse said, turning you to face him. And when you looked into his brown eyes he adds "And I will be there to help you burn down the kitchen." 

"You're such an ass." You laughed with him as well. "But we still can eat the good parts, you know? It would be a shame to throw it  all away just because the bottom is burned."

He said as you wrapped your hands around his neck and pulled him closer to kiss his lips. His soft lips and teasing words making you feel better.

"You know, it might not smell good in here, but you sure smell perfect to me" 

"shut up”

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!Do not copy or translate my work! Also the picture is not mine! Credit goes to owner!

[bluebirdsboi]

Jesse Alphabet Fluff Headcanons | Jesse x GN Reader

Fandom: The Last of Us

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Jesse x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: Mentions of Violence

Word Count: 2,176

~ Requests are closed ~ Taglist is open

A - Admiration (What do they adore about you?)

Jesse loves your willingness to help and how hard-working you are. Whether it's helping out with day-to-day assignments around Jackson or checking in on everyone in group patrols, a smile always pulls at his lips when he sees you caring for others and pulling more than your own weight with no questions asked, even if it's a small one.

B - Body (What is their favorite part of your body?)

Jesse's favorite body part on you is your hips. He always rests his hands on them when he snakes his arm around you, when you're slow-dancing together, or when he's talking to you before you go on a patrol without him. Pretty much any moment with any level of intimacy, his hands will end up on your hips at some point.

C - Cuddling (How do they like to cuddle?)

After a particularly long day, Jesse wants nothing more than to just spoon you with his arms around your waist and his face buried in your neck. He also likes half-spooning on the couch with your head on his chest, and when you rest your head on his shoulder whenever you two are on patrols with just each other. Jesse just likes the feeling of protecting you. Even though he knows you can hold your own, it's his way of letting you know that he's there for you whenever you need him.

D - Dates (What does their ideal date with you look like?)

Jesse's ideal date with you would include him taking you to the diner for dinner and drinks and then going for a stroll around Jackson. With the cool air in the fall and winter months, he'd definitely hold you closer to him and maybe give you a small kiss on the nose as a small act to warm you up, even if it didn't do much. Afterward, the night would end with him taking you dancing or going back home to play board games, slow-dance in the living room, and cuddle on the couch in each other's arms until you fall asleep.

E - Emotions (How do they express their emotions to/around you?)

Jesse's emotions always show themself in his actions and are sometimes followed by words. Whether it's how he walks or carries out assignments, you can guess how he's feeling, especially with how he responds if you ask him about whatever it is he's feeling. When he's upset and needs time to process and calm down, he'll speak in shorter sentences and lean more into your touch after some time.

F - Family (Do they want one? If so, when?)

Eventually, Jesse would want to settle down and have a kid with you. It doesn't matter to him if your family is big or small, just as long as he's there with you. He always gets small visions of him being a cool dad and spending time with you and your child/children around Jackson. You'd also raise your kid(s) to see Ellie, Dina, Joel, Tommy, and Maria as their aunts and uncles.

G - Gifts (How do they feel about giving gifts? What are their gift giving habits?)

Jesse is a man of action, so when he does give you gifts, they're not the most extravagant and he doesn't really expect you to give him anything either. He still would be appreciative, it's just not an expectation he has. When he does get a gift for a special occasion, he does put thought into it and asks the people you're close with if you would like the gift he got before he actually gives it.

H - Hands (Do they like holding hands? When/How?)

Jesse likes to hold your hand in both calm and tense moments. When you're leisurely together, he'll lace his fingers with yours. Also, when one of you is preparing to go on patrol without the other, or you both barely make it out of a swarm of infected. No matter the situation, he likes holding your hand to ground himself and remind himself that you're still there.

I - Injury (How are they when you get hurt?)

If you get hurt, it's usually when you're out on patrol, which would raise panic and multiple questions, the main one being if you got infected. With that possibility alone, Jesse would get angry with himself even if what happened was out of his control because he feels at least partially responsible for keeping you safe. You'd have to reassure him that you're okay, no matter how badly you're beaten to keep him from beating himself up.

J - Jealousy (Do they get jealous? If so, how do they act?)

Jesse wouldn't really be the type to get jealous unless it looks like somebody is obviously flirting with you. He feels secure in your relationship, but when he does get jealous, he always gives whoever it is a death stare before actually talking to them. If he does end up talking to them, he'll try intimidating them to leave by asking them pointed questions in a hostile tone while either having his arm around your waist or standing between you and them with his arms folded.

K - Kiss (How do they like to kiss you?)

Jesse likes more private intimate kisses where his hands start on your waist and he strokes your lower back, maybe even wandering up to your face. He also likes it when you run your fingers through his hair or have a hand on his cheek. If your hand is on his cheek when the kiss breaks, then he'll also kiss your palm before giving one last peck on the lips. In public, though, if he kisses you is always a small peck on your forehead, cheek, lips, or the crown of your head. If one of you is about to leave for a patrol, though, it would last a little longer and he'd hug you with an arm around your waist and another around your shoulders before you or he left.

L - Love (Who said "I love you" first?)

He did when you came back from a patrol. You had been dating for almost two months and you had gotten pretty beat up while you were out. You didn't have any bite marks, but you couldn't leave Jackson for a while. Jesse insisted on helping you patch yourself up and when you were done was when it slipped out.

M - Marriage (What would a wedding with them look like?)

It would be a small wedding with only close family and friends there. Jesse would dress nicer than normal, and his mom would be there along with Ellie, Joel, Dina, Tommy, and Maria. All of Jackson doesn't need to be there for Jesse to say that he loves you and is willing to spend the rest of his life with you.

N - Nickel (Do they spoil you?)

Jesse may not shower you with gifts, but the ones he does give you always have meaning to either you or him. Whether it's him getting things for you or taking you out for the night, he makes sure that you know he's thinking of you.

O - Oddity (What is a quirk they have?)

Jesse is an animal lover. It started out with him hanging around with Ellie in the stables and branched out from there. If he stumbles across an animal when out on patrol, he'll feed it some of his food rations if he has any, or even play with it for a little if he's stuck at a lookout point and it wanders up to him. Because of this, he would also own a dog that he adores.

P - Pet Names (What do they like to call you?)

Jesse's favorite pet name for you would be "honey". He'll say it when you're at home settling in for the night, when he playfully hugs you from behind and kisses your neck and the shell of your ear, or when he's holding you close to him while cuddling. Sure, it's simple, but the way he says it never fails to put a smile on your face. He'd also shorten it to "hon" or call you "babe" in public.

Q - Quality Time (How do they like to spend time with you?)

Jesse loves to play board games with you. He gets a little competitive and loves to make playful bets with you every time. Other than that, Jesse also likes to take you out for dinner and dancing, sitting by a bonfire and holding you close to him, and lounging around the house with you every once in a while.

R - Romance (How do they like to show their affection?)

Jesse's love languages are acts of service and quality time, so he's willing to do almost anything for you and with you. It doesn't matter what you two are doing together, the only thing that matters to him is that you're there with him. He also finds it sweet when you do things for him just as much as when he does things for you.

S - Secrets (How open are they with you?)

Jesse shares everything with you. There may be the occasional tidbit that you might not know if you don't ask, but he doesn't keep anything from you that would break the foundation of your relationship. Jesse's the type of guy to lay everything out on the table within the first week and a half or two weeks of being together, so that you know exactly what you're getting into with him.

T - Time (How long did it take to get together?)

It would have taken at least a month and a half or two from when you first met. Both you and Jesse would be busy between patrols and assignments around Jackson, but you somehow would always find time to see each other. During the period of you two talking, Ellie would poke fun at Jesse for having feelings for you, and slightly breaking down his "cool guy" persona.

U - Upset (How do they comfort you?)

Jesse would always try to talk to you first to see what's upsetting you if he didn't already know and if you needed some time to yourself for a while before he did anything. When he's comforting you, he likes to hold you against his side or his chest and stroke your arm or back while he talks to you about what happened. He's also willing to get or do anything for you if it makes you feel better.

V - Vaunt (Do they like to show off? If so, what?)

When given the opportunity, Jesse always shows off his marksmanship. When he's on patrol with you and/or Ellie, she would end up challenging you and/or Jesse to see who can kill the most infected. Jesse and Ellie would always tie or one of them narrowly beat the other, and it leads to Ellie starting a playful argument and you off to the side shaking your head like a parent watching their kids bickering.

W - Warrior (How do they feel about you fighting?)

Jesse knows that you can hold your own, so he doesn't worry too much when you go out on patrol. There is always a thought in the back of his mind that makes him want to go with you every time you do a patrol without him, but he just sticks to reminding you and your patrol partner to come back if you get overwhelmed.

X - X-Ray (How well can they read you?)

Jesse can tell what you're feeling with a good level of accuracy. He never outwardly assumes what you might be feeling, but he is accustomed to your body language and responds accordingly. His response isn't always vocal such as when you're shaken up or nervous and he holds your hand without saying anything.

Y - Yes (How do they propose to you?)

You and Jesse had just finished eating at the diner and were on your way to your house. When you reached the doorstep of your house and the point where Jesse would usually kiss you goodnight, he started recounting all that you have been through together and saying how much he loved you. You had an idea of where his speech was going, but you still teared up when he got on one knee and asked you to marry him. When you said yes, he did have a feeling of disbelief and asked if you really meant it before giving you the most passionate kiss he could. Instead of him going home, the rest of the night was spent fondly pondering what the rest of your lives would look like together in each other's arms.

Z - Zen (What makes them feel calm?)

Jesse always feels less tense every time that you're around him. His favorite part of the day is getting home in the evening and holding you close to him. Just knowing that you're there and will always be there is enough for him to calm down.

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A/N: I literally haven't posted in a year, I know. My personal life has gone through some pretty big changes and it's still not over, but regardless thank you if you are still here. I closed my requests for now because I just have so many drafts from past requests and my own ideas but you can still show support with likes and reblogs. My taglist is still open, so if you want to be added just send me a DM or a message to my inbox. Also, the first chapter of my The Last of Us fanfic is up on my second blog as well as my AO3 and Wattpad and I'm currently also working on the next chapter, so I appreciate it if you checked that out.

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Taglist: @groggygrogu, @houndsoforion, @Jinniemyl0ve, @odetodilfs, @zoloft3

[amourlyns]

[devine-star]

Short King!

Josh Washington, Connor (RK800), Gavin Reed, Jesse, Dylan Lenivy, Nick Furciilo x Male!Reader! (All seperate!) 

Warnings: Small sexual mentions, 

Note: decided to take this request and do it with a few of my favorites from each fandom I wrote for! This is a part one! If you’d like a part 2 let me know! 

Josh Washington (Until Dawn): 

-Josh LOVES your height!  -He is 6′ even himself so when he first meets you, he thinks you’re ADORABLE!  -That quickly changes when he sees how buff you truly are.  -Hiding it behind baggy and lose clothes, often others will think you’re just chunky.

-He knows the truth thought.  -LOVES when you two are wrestling (Not sexually, get your mind out of the gutter) and you EASILY pin him to ground or man handle him!  -WILL make jokes about you doing that in the bedroom but plays it off as a joke. -Follows you to the gym claiming its to “Watch your form” But in reality, just wants to see you bench press his weight.  -You would tease him CONSTANTLY about him watching you.  -He would go so far that he would trip on the tredmil and go flying almost half way across the gym.  -But Josh didn’t care! It led to you two back at the lodge with you patching up the few scrapes on his arms and legs. 

Connor (RK800, DBH):  -Doesn’t understand the height thing when it comes to humans. -”Why is height important?” He would ask this CONSTANLY when someone mentions they could never date someone shorter than him. -Admires your form anytime he can honestly, -You’re the main reason he became a deviant but he would NEVER admit that. -Just the way your muscles would press against your shirt as you moved things around the house or even just as you did yard work; it drove him CRAZY -Didn’t fully become deviant until the day the two of you were walking downtown -He went to cross the road and failed to see the car coming straight for him.  -Yelling his name you reach out, grabbing him -Almost lifting him over your head to get him out of the way.  -He sits on the ground as a blue blush covered his face as his eyes covered with red lines as a rush of new emotions filled him. 

Gavin Reed (DBH):  -A somewhat short king himself. -5′9 but tells everyone he’s 6′. -Constantly picks on you for your height but it’s only because he loves you! -Keeps his feelings hidden.  -”Gav, could you get that mug for me?” You would ask not knowing he put it up so high so you would need his help. -But the one, and only, time you asked Connor for help? Gavin is fuming! -Gavin has had his fair share of deviants getting away, why? Because he would be distracted by the way your thighs looked in your jeans as you ran.  -Always wants to sit on the other side of the interigation room, why? Because he wants to watch you go in there in a tank top to intimidate whoever was on the other side. -In a tank top, leaning against the table as you crossed your arms.  -He would be lying if he said he wouldn’t get a small rush of horny whenever you would slam your hands on the table to scare the person you were questioning. 

Jesse (The Last Of Us):  -Doesn’t care for height honestly  -Loves that when you hug him, your face in tilted into his neck.  -CONSTANTLY on edge when you two go on patrol and get ambushed by infected. -He loses you for a solid 10 minutes but once everything is killed, he can’t find you anywhere.  -Comes to find you under a table holding a gash in your hand.  -Panicking, thinking you were infected, he quickly pulls you from your hiding spot before seeing its just a gash from a bottle.  -”What happened?” Quickly pulling out his medical kit -”Oh..uh,” You chuckle while blushing “I busted a bottle due to how hard I was holding it,”  -SWOON!!! -He then convinces you that you need sparing lessons, only so he could be tossed around by you; shamlessly. 

Dylan Lenivy (The Quarry):  -TALL BF LOVES HIS SHORT BF!!!! -You first caught his eye when he brought his group of campers to the archary range.  -The heat of summer was nothing campred to the heat he felt watching you draw your arm back to aim the bow -Dylan even goes as far as to ‘tripping’ near you so you would catch him. -When everything started going down and Dylan sprained his ankle running; you had no issue or struggle picking him up bridal style to carry him back to the lodge.  -Even in the heat of the fight, you fighting a werewolf, fist to fist. He couldn’t stop his swooning.  -Hiding behind you was a THING for him.  -Just knowing how strong you were made him feel SO safe but he knew how rediculous it must look. 

Nick Furcillo (The Quarry):  -Mr. Furcillo is 6′2. The tallest in camp besides Dylan.  -He LOVES watching you teach the kids how to play guitar.  -Sitting there watching the way your muscles move under your skin as you pluck the strings and the way your hands looked; drove him INSANE.  -Now when everything went down and he was attacked; the wolf inside of him CRAVED you.  -Not just sexually.  -All the thoughts Nick had about the way it would feel to have you hold him close and just calm him down ran wild.  -Half of him hoping that when he was hurt that is what you would do.  -Right before he turned he demanded to see you.  -The way you sat on your knees next to him, reaching over to dab the sweat away gently.  -A rush of arousal and anger filled him when you shoved him off after he tried to pull you close to him. -Once everything was over and he found you again; apologies and tears were shared as you FINALLY took him into your arms. 

[un-named-thing]

I have been dead on here. I dont know why. I'm sorry.

(If anyone's wants to know requests are open)

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The last of us characters x male reader

Characters: Joel Miller, Tommy Miler, Jesse, Abby Anderson. (If anyone wants me to do a part 2 with more characters I will be happy to do so).

Summary: reader is really upset and doesn't want to talk about it at all.

Cw: fluff, angstish,

(Dilf)Joel Miller:

In Joel's eyes you've been acting weird for a while now. You've been more quiet and you just avoided everyone. You basically just locked yourself in your house.

Joel was really worried about you. He thought asking some people would maybe give him an idea but when he asked he just got "he's probably just in a mood".

Maybe you where just 'in a mood' so joel dropped it. (For another hour).

But when he tired to talk to you on the occasion you did leave your house and you ignored him he knew something was wrong.

He knew when people looked upset or something was up and when he looked at you it was clear as day something was wrong.

So ofcourse being joel he wanted to know what was up and came knocking on your door only to realise your door was unlocked.

He didn't pause for even a second and let himself in. Instantly he called out for you only to hear sobs coming from the living room.

He peeked in and saw you curled up on the couch crying. A look of concern spread across his face as he walked towards you.

You jumped slightly when you felt him give you a side hug, but you didn't complain. You curled up against his chest. You loved the touch you've been craving from him.

He rubbed your back pulling you closer. "You wanna talk about it?" You shook your head and curled up into him. He kissed your forehead and let you cry it out.

Tommy Miller:

You help around Jackson alot, like alot. Anytime someone needed help you'd be there. So when you kind of "disappeared" the first person to notice was tommy.

His first thought was that maybe you where sick or something bad happened. So ofcourse he came to check on you.

He came knocking on your door, calling out for you, asking if your okay. You yelled back now bothering to even open the door for him. You told him you where fine but he knew something was up.

He could hear it in your voice that something was wrong. But what? He kept knocking asking for you to let him in and when you didn't reply he got more worried.

He didn't know what to do, he couldn't just keeping knocking. But as soon as he was about to give up he heard the Click of the door and saw you peek out.

Your eyes where puffy and you looked like a mess. If he wasn't concerned enough before he for sure was now.

He pushed the door aside and pulled you into a hug and you clung onto him for dear life. He pet your head holding you tight.

He led you inside, closing the door behind the two of you. He sat you on the bed still hugging you. Sitting on the bed he tired to calm you down any way he could.

Jesse:

While you and jesse where out on patrol he noticed how quiet you where. Normally you'd be way more talkative. You'd be taking to jesse and just going on and on with a smile on your face.

But this time you where quiet, your head hung low and you looked tired. Plus you where late for patrol today. You where the last person to get there.

From that moment on jesse kept his eye on you. Always giving you glances and making sure you where in his line of sight. He didn't ask if something was wrong but he sure as hell was planning on it.

So as soon as you got back he was about to ask you only to realise you where already gone. He turned away for a second and boom your gone.

He was gonna go look for you only to be called over to do something. While he was walking off tho he heard soft sobbing in a room. Being curious he peeked in only to see you crying on the floor.

He instantly ran to you pulling you into him. He held you tightly. God seeing you cry made his heart ache. Instantly he started asking you questions just wanting, needing to know if your okay.

But you just held onto him and cried into his shoulder. After a while he finally got the memo and stopped asking and simply sat you down with him and cuddled you until you felt better.

Abby Anderson:

You and abby where gonna get sent out and she went looking for you since you weren't showing up. After she could find you for a solid 20 minutes she went back and saw you waiting there.

"Hey you ready to go?" She was kinda pissed but when she heard you low voice and saw how red and puffy your eyes where she softened.

She didn't say anything until you got in the back of the truck you where taking to your designated spot. "You okay?" You looked up at her and gave a simple nod, she didn't belive it tho.

"You sure?" Sighing you turned aways from her. "Yes abby, I'm okay" she knew you where lying but desided to leave it. I mean come on it was obvious you where crying.

The whole time you where sent out you where quiet and only talked when nessery and every time abby got a glance at you, you had this sad look on your face.

She wanted so badly to simply ask what was wrong but just kept quiet knowing you would just say 'I'm okay'.

However when you got back and she finally had a moment alone with you she asked and asked. She basically cornerd you. She did however stop when she saw you basically crumble infront of her and started crying again.

Sitting next to you on the floor she put an arm around you and let you cry into her shoulder. "I.. I don't wa..nt to t..alk about ..it" you could barely speak full sentence.

She kept patting you on the back and just let you let it out. Maybe after like 7-9 minutes you calmed down and abby finally spoke. "You feel any better?"

You nodded looking up at her. Looking down she smiled at you, noticing the giant wet spot you left on her shirt. "And how am I supposed to explain that?"

You laughed "I don't know" you both laughed and sat on the floor in comfortable silence for a while before finally getting of the dirty floor. (I love this women)

[k0juki]

Jesse x female!reader headcanons but jesse is actually one of the best in F1?🏎️🏁

A/n: OMG YES?! Jesse in Ferrari?

F1driver Jesse x Fem!reader any reader

Words: 242

Warnings: none just fluff!

English in not my first language so feel free to point out any mistakes or errors!

F1driver!Jesse :

- Him flexing when you're in the paddock and almost killing himself in the process as he tries to impress you.

- Definitely "if you hurt yourself, I'll kill you" relationship.

- "Wait! I need my good luck kiss" before the race.

- "if you win, I'll give you a surprise tonight..." Always hit him like a truck when you whisper this in his ear right before the race.

- F1 Jesse would be driving so recklessly that you always have to remind him to not kill himself on the race.

"Just promise me you will be careful there...not driving with your head in the sky" you threatened as you wrapped your hands around his neck. "Of course I am gonna be careful, how could I not be?" He replied with smug on his face. "Yeah, right"

- Everyone knows that he will stand at the top of the podium with the trophy above his head. Feeling proud, knowing he's best out of everyone else, but when he looks down to cheering crowd he only looks for one person there, you.

- When he finally finds you he will blow you a kiss with that beautiful smile you love. And you smiling up at him with stars in your eyes.

- And when you finally have privacy, you will do what you promised him later that night.🫢

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It's so short 😭 I'm sorry!

The picture is not mine! Credit goes to owner!

Please do not copy or translate my work!

[devine-star]

Left For Dead

Fandom: The Last Of Us 2

Jesse x Male Reader! 

Warnings: F slur is used, Homophobic character. 

Nothing else! Enjoy! 

Y/n rolled over groaning at the sound of knocking at the door "wake up lazy!" a kid's voice called. "Im comin..." he grumbled getting out of bed and opening the door to see the 13 year old girl smiling at him "We're on kitchen duty today Bugs!"

Y/n smiled at the nickname and ruffled her short hair "alright kid, let me get dressed." he closed the door and rubbed his eyes as he walked over to the closet; grabbing a pair of jeans, socks, a t-shirt and his jacket that was resting on the chair.

After a quick look over in the mirror, he headed outside to see June playing in the dirt "Come on ya rat," he said playfully causing her to jump up with a smile.

The walkthrough town was filled with greeting from everyone and chatter with June. "Look," she nudged Y/n "there's your boyfriend" she sang teasingly as she pointed to Jesse who was in a tank top and jeans helping unload some logs from a truck.

Y/n blushed and gently shoved the girl "shut up! He isn't my boyfriend" "You wish he was thouuuugh" she sang pushing her way into the cafeteria.

Y/n let their eyes linger on Jesse's arms and the sweat dripping down his back in the summer heat before blushing harder and making his way inside.  

"Bugs!" Seth greeted as Y/n walked into the kitchen "sup boss," he replied with a smile as he grabbed an apron off the hook and slid it over his head tying behind his back.

"Here, cut up these vegetables for me," Seth stepped away from the cutting board and bell peppers and other various vegetables "hey! I could do that!" June said happily.

"Not yet kid," Seth gruffed as he patted her on the shoulder "you're gonna wash the fruits and vegetables as they come in," June pouted "You always get the fun stuff," she hit Y/n's shoulder gently before stomping over to the sink.

In the midst of cutting and cooking the vegetables, Y/n got hot. He slid his jacket off and tossed it to the side before getting back to work; "hey Junnie! Turn some music on will ya?" he said over his shoulder.

After a while, Y/n began dancing a bit while he cut the vegetables and singing to himself. He pushed aside the carrots and grabbed some tomatoes and began cutting but soon stopped with a loud curse "fuck!" he held his finger close to his chest while hissing in pain, he cut himself.

"You always do that," a familiar voice came from behind him, he turned around and saw a very sweaty Jesse.

"Let me see," he said coming closer and holding out his hands, Y/n slowly placed his hurt hand into the hands of his crush with a slight blush.

He then followed Jesse over to the sink and watched as Jesse cleaned his wound with a focus on his face. "I could have cleaned it.." Y/n said softly looking down at the small slice in his finger.

"Yeah but you probably would have hurt yourself, even more, God of Destruction," he teased with a smirk before grabbing a clean stray towel and drying Y/n's hand.

"I am not THAT clumsy," he argued looking down at his hand once Jesse let go of it, "You aren't allowed on runs because Marie is scared you'll DIE" he laughed a bit before plucking up a carrot and popping it into his mouth.

"Hey! Your hands are dirty! Stop!" Y/n said taking the towel from his apron and slapping Jesse on the shoulder a few times. Jesse laughed and raised his hands "Alright alright," he chuckled shaking his head a bit.

"Oh hey, Jesse!" June said popping her head up over the ordering window with a goofy smile "Sup Junnie," he greeted with a wave.

Seth looked through the door "If you aren't assigned here son, ya gotta go," he scolded nodding his head towards the door.

"Fine fine, I'm out." Jesse turned to leave before turning back and winking at Y/n "See you at the bonfire tonight," Y/n blushed and went back to work after putting a bandaid on his finger, his mind running with possibilities of how the bonfire could go.

Later that night, Y/n was leaning against a building, beer in hand, watching the kids run around and the adults all laugh and have fun. "You wanna play tag with us Bugs?" June asked running up to him with a group of kids behind her "Nah you go ahead this time Junnie," he waved off causing her to shrug and run off after slapping a boy called Ian "Tag!"

About 2 hours into the bonfire, Y/n hadn't seen Jesse not one bit he asked around a few times and no one has seen him. Anxiety grew slightly as he realized Jesse was out on the River Route; He was careful but there was always a chance.

Y/n had made his way closer to the fire and was sitting on a bucket bitting his thumb as he stared into the fire with nothing but bad thoughts running through his head. Nothing but images of Jesse being bitten and him turning into a runner or a clicker...

"Fuck!" Y/n called out of fear as a hand was slapped on his shoulder scaring the shit out of him. He snapped his head up and there stood Jesse, hands on his hips with a smirk "Hey Buggie" he said

Y/n jumped up and hugged him tightly "my anxiety.." he mumbled as he buried his face in Jesse's neck.

"Woah...Woah.." Jesse chuckled a bit hugging Y/n tightly before frowning as he felt his neck get wet "A-are you crying?" he pulled away and looked at Y/n with shock "Hey..Hey, I'm okay!" he said calmly with a smile before glancing around "let's get you outta here...Too many people for your anxiety,"

Y/n stumbled his way out of the bonfire, his vision going blurry and black every now and then as a full-blown anxiety attack racked his body. He didn't know where Jesse was taking him or what Jesse was trying to say to calm him down all he knew was that it was hard to breathe and felt like the summer heat was suffocating him.

Y/n was pulled into a building and sat on a couch, the sound of an A/C turning on was noted in his mind as he began tearing his clothes off himself. First his jacket, then his shirt and as he began to remove his pants, two hands stopped him "stop, stop, you dont need to take everything off," Jesse said calmly.

He sat next to Y/n before kind of laying against the side of the couch and pulling Y/n into his chest and pressing his head against his chest.

Y/n gripped onto Jesse as hard as he could as he tried to even his breathing, and focus on Jesse playing with his head and humming softly to him.

About an hour passed before Y/n was calm enough to stop crying and to breathe evenly with small little huffs every now and then.

"What caused that..." Jesse asked softly looking down at him with worry in his eyes. "I thought...I thought you were dead...or got bitten.." he explained closing his eyes tightly "my mind wouldn't stop playing the image of you being bitten and turning and-and" he began shaking his head as tears returned.

"Hey! Stop!" Jesse sat up and held Y/n's head in his hands "look at me, look at me in my eyes!" Y/n opened his eyes slowly before looking up at Jesse, his eyes meeting and seeing nothing but fear and worry reflect back at him.

"I'm okay! Not bitten, I'm here with you!" Jesse said sternly as he gently rubbed his thumbs over Y/n's cheeks. "I'm here with you.." he said softer this time with a gentle smile.

Y/n took a stuttering breath and sighed before smiling gently. "I..I'm sorry," he mumbled searching Jesse's face for any sort of annoyance.

"It's okay, You're one of my best friends, I..I would have reacted the same way.." Jesse said finally letting go of Y/n's face once he realized how close their faces were.

Y/n leaned back trying to ignore the blush that was on his face before taking notice of the one on Jesse's and choosing to ignore it.

"Yeah...We gotta look out for each other.." Y/n mumbled wiping away a fear stray tears before looking towards the clock on his bedside "it's midnight," he noted out loud "Don't you have patrol tomorrow?"

He looked back at Jesse to find him already staring at him when he didn't answer right away, Y/n snapped his fingers "hey," Jesse jumped a bit and blinked a few times "huh?" he looked towards the clock "oh, yeah I do...That's another reason I came to find you tonight."

Y/n narrowed his brows and tilted his head a bit "What?" "Maria wants you to go on route tomorrow with Thomas," he said scratching the back of his neck before sighing "She wouldn't allow you to come with me, says we'd be too distracted..."

Y/n nodded a bit "Oh..Okay.." he slowly stood and stretched his muscles "Thanks for letting me know," "You arent scared?" Jesse asked standing up.

"No, Before I came here, I dealt with millions of those fuckers" Y/n said with a shrug "I'm a good shot," he shook his head a bit before looking over at Jesse. "I may be a bit rusty, but I'll do it," he crossed his arms.

Jesse walked closer and placed his hands on Y/n's shoulders "be careful...I.." he stopped before looking away "care about you," he finished patting Y/n's shoulders and heading out the door.

Y/n couldn't stop his heart as his heart fluttered as Jesse walked out the door, "he cares for me..." he mumbled with a small smile, he hadn't heard Jesse say that much but every time he doe, it drives him crazy.

The next morning Y/n wiped the sweat from his brow as he made his way to the stables, it was early but still, it was hot already. "Morning Bugs"

He looked over his shoulder as June came jogging down the street after him, he slowed a bit so she could catch up. "Hey June," he said sleepily "What are you doing up so early?" She asked.

"I could ask you the same thing kid," he gently bumped shoulders with the surprisingly tall girl. "I got called for stable duty, you?" "Im on route duty,"

June burst into laughter before hitting his shoulder "No! Seriously!" "I was! Why do you think I have my pack with me?" He asked jutting a thumb over his shoulder to the pack on his back.

June stopped with a look of fear "Youre serious?"

For as long as the two have known each other, Y/n hadn't been called for Route duty, but now that he has; June was scared.

"Don't worry JuneBug, We're the two Bugs! can't be separated!" He ruffled her hair as they approached the stables to see all the routes people there.

"Hey Y/n," Thomas said gruffly, he was a man in his mid-30s, never really liked Y/n. "Hey, I'm your route partner today!" he said trying to sound cheerful, "So I've been told," he said rolling his eyes "Pat's in there," he nodded his head towards the stable.

"Wow, grumpy," June said following Y/n into the stables "Yeah, ever since we met he hasn't liked me," Y/n shrugged "Just always tried to be nice but, guess he isn't willing to do the same."

Y/n smiled as Pat came into view, his horse he saved from infected a long time ago. "Hey girl!" he said happily as she snorted and stomped feet at the sight of her owner.

Once everyone was gathered at the gate Jesse began his briefing "Follow your routes, take out infected if you come into contact with anything you can't handle," he glanced Y/n's way "come back,"

The gates opened and everyone was off their own ways, Jesse glancing over his over to catch a glimpse of Y/n trying to make conversation with Thomas as they left "be safe Buggie..." he mumbled before heading off.

Pat clipped and clopped as she walked through the river with Y/n on her back, he wiped sweat from his face with a rag as him and Thomas road into the city.

The sound of infected coming from a nearby building caught his attention "Tom," he called holding out a hand then bringing a finger to his lips. He dismounted his horse and made his way towards a grocery store and peering into a boarded window "infected inside," he mumbled looking back at Thomas.

He stepped back and sighed "Let's get in the-" "You don't call me that," Y/n looked back at Thomas confused "what?" "You call me Thomas, I ain't Tom to you," he glared "Oh okay, sorry, I just figured-" "Figured you could use it cause Tommy lets you call him that?" he rolled his eyes "Call me Thomas or nothin at all,"

Y/n nodded before shaking his head and beginning to search for a way in, "Thomas, over here," he called before pulling himself into a broken window and jumping inside.

He quickly hid behind an overturned vending machine as he heard the infected. Thomas hopped in and hid next to him before he moved to take out a nearby infected.

Y/n did the same taking out the knife Jesse gave him and attacking a clicker from behind. Once done he noticed a half-open door, "over here," he said moving towards it and climbing under it and shimmying through.

He noticed all the infected in the room and quickly turned back and quietly said "come on Thomas, Ill lift this and you crawl through."

But he didn't see Thomas behind him "Thomas?" he whisper-yelled. He then had to quickly move out of the way as he saw a makeshift noise bomb come through the whole. He stumbled to the side as fear raised in his chest "Thomas!" He yelled in surprise.

The bomb went off alerting all the infected of Y/n's position "Good luck getting out faggot!" Thomas yelled laughing before covering the door with the vending machine.

"No! Help me!" Y/n yelled in fear before he began to fight off the infected. This had to be a whole hoard lured into the grocery store by someone or something.

"Fuck!" He cried as he pulled out his gun and began shooting infected one by one, soon running out of bullets. He took out his knife and ran, hiding every now and then.

He let out a loud yell as he was attacked from behind, he stumbled, fell before reaching around and pushing off the infected and stabbing it on the throat.

Y/n fought for his life for around 2 hours before collapsing exhausted.

The silence in the room rung his ears, pain from scratches after being thrown to the ground and shoved against shelves. And he had even accidentally cut his own hand trying to stab an infected in the throat.

Tears streamed his face as he stumbled around collecting what little supplies there was before pushing open a door revealing what looked to be a worn-down hold-up area. It had a bed and a few crates of stuff.

He collapsed onto the bed and groaned in pain, 'why would Thomas do that?' he thought to himself. The last words were spoken to him ringing in his head before he finally caught what the last word was "faggot" Thomas hated him because he was...bi? Gay? Hell y/n didn't know what he was...

But before he could contemplate what his sexuality was, blackness overcomes his senses and he passed out.

Thomas climbed back out of the building hear Y/n scream for help, ignoring it he made his way back over to the horses and unclipped Pat's saddle and pulling it off "get outta!" he called spooking the horse and it ran a few feet before looking back, she didn't wanna leave without Y/n.

Thomas rolled his eyes at the white and black spotted horse before hiding the saddle in the trunk of an abandoned car and sighing.

He then took his knife out and began ripping his own clothes and wincing as he cut himself up and smeared blood all over himself, "that'll do," he grumbled climbing on his horse and heading off towards Jackson once again.

Once he got close to Jackson, he started fake crying, if he wanted people to buy the fact that he and Y/n were actually attacked by a hoard; he had to fake it well.

Once at the Eastside gate he started yelling to open the gate, once inside he got off his horse while fake crying "Y/n was mauled!" he cried out catching Jesse's attention from the stables.

Jesse ran from the stables over to Thomas "What? What happened?!" Thomas looked at him and clung to him "I tried to save him, Jesse! The hoard! I couldn't save him or his body!" he cried.

Jesse pushed off Thomas as he felt his heartbreak "You said you would keep him safe!" he yelled as tears began to run down his face. "I tried!" Thomas yelled back, obviously lying.

"I have to go get him!" Jesse cried rushing to his horse "Jesse stop!" it was Tommy and Maire "he's dead meat out there!" Tommy grabbed Jesse before he could get onto his horse and held him back.

"What's going on? Where's Y/n?" Jesse looked over to see June "June.." he said softly "No...You're lying!" she cried, immediately knowing what was happening. Jesse pulled his arms from Tommy and made his way to June, pulling her into a tight hug "Im sorry June... it was a hoard.." she pushed him away.

"Y/n was a good shot! Always careful! Something must have happened!"

Later that night Jesse sat on the porch of Y/n's house, he was flipping through his sketchbook with tears in his eyes. Something must have happened...Y/n was always careful, he may have been one clumsy son of a bitch but he was careful whenever outside the gates...

Determination filled Jesse's body, he stood grabbing his bag and slinging it on his shoulders and storming off to the stables, he was going to get Y/n.

When Y/n woke it was dark outside, his body was on fire as he slowly sat up. Memories of what happened flooded back and he sighed before standing. But his legs didn't hold him up, he fell to the ground of pain filled his stomach; hunger.

Y/n didn't eat that morning or the night before and Thomas had the route food. He looked around and got on his hands and knees he didn't know what to do...

Jesse gripped the reins of his horse as he looked back and forth with his flashlight, he didn't see or hear any infected. If there were a hoard he would have heard them by now.

He stopped and jumped out of fear as he saw a flash of black and white run across the road by the grocery store up the road. He looked around with the flashlight before slowly moving forward and dismounting his horse once close enough.

He slowly made his way closer to the grocery store then yelled in fear as the white and black spotted horse reared its legs and whined loudly "Pat!" he yelled "Woah girl! Woah Girl!" he called out calming her down and whistling for his horse to come closer.

"What are you doing girl? Where is your saddle?" he asked eyeing the horse who whined and scratched the ground with her head looking towards the boarded-up store.

Jesse looked at her then back at the store and nodded a bit patting her nose gently.

He then climbed inside the same window Y/n had and quietly listened, he heard a body fall to the ground with a thud and moan; infected. He searched the room he was in the noticed the vending machine in front of the door; he pushed it out of the way as quietly as possible and noticed the opening.

Crawling through the opening was kind of hard, once through he pushed the cabinet out of the way and opened the door fully in case he needed a quick escape.

The flashlight shown across the room showed nothing but dead bodies, no live ones. He then noticed an open door on the other side of the room, 'clear it and look for supplies' he thought to himself.

Once inside the room he noticed it was an old holdup, he looked around the room; empty. He walked further into the room then gasped as someone attacked him from behind "hey!" he called out struggling with the person.

Y/n was flipped over the shoulders of the intruder and had a gun pointed at their face. They used one hand to shield the light from the flashlight attached to the person's backpack "Please dont.." he whimpered.

"Y/n?!" he looked closer after the light was turned down "Jesse?" he asked hopefully hoping this wasn't some pain and hunger-induced hallucination.

"You're alive!" Jesse cried pulling him close and hugging him for dear life.

Y/n hugged back tears coming down in streams "you came for me," he whimpered "of course I did, when Thomas came back all cut up and fake crying, I knew something happened..." he said pulling away and holding Y/n's face in his hands again.

"He did this.."Y/n whispered closing his eyes and leaning into his touch "what?" "Once I got through the door to clear the infected, he threw a noise bomb, told me 'good luck getting out faggot' and he ran," Y/n said sobbing softly.

Jesse's anger was almost overflowing but for now, he needed to get Y/n back to Jackson. "Think you can walk? Pat is still outside," Y/n nodded and they slowly made their way outside.

"Where is her saddle?" Y/n asked leaning against Jesse for support. "I don't know, but you can ride with me, I'll lead her back home."

The arrival back to Jackson was filled with rushing to get Y/n medical attention and yelling. Jesse waving a gun in Thomas' face yelling at him for leaving Y/n the way he did.

Once things calmed down, Jesse visited Y/n at home, his injuries weren't serious so he was fed and sent home.

Jesse knocked on the door, that next morning. A soft "come in," prompted him to open the door and peek his head in before going in.

"How you doin Bug?" he asked sitting next to Y/n on the bed. "I'm okay, better now that I'm fed," he chuckled setting down the book he was reading and looking over at Jesse.

"Thomas is being kicked from the town," Jesse said flat out "I.."Y/n looked away with his eyebrows crunched "because of me?"

"Hey, he left you to die," Jesse used his hand to bring Y/n's face to look at him "He might as well have murdered you himself, that goes against all our town rules and morals Y/n"

Y/n nodded gently and sighed looking up at Jesse "Thank you.." he whispered "For looking for me," Jesse smiled a bit and shrugged "I couldn't leave you to die, I.." he bit his lip and looked away.

Y/n felt annoyance fill him, he shifted until he sat up "you what?" he said, he's tired of Jesse doing this "Care for you," he said looking back.

"You always do that..." he said shaking his head and picking up his book again "do what?"

Y/n looked at him before dropping the book back onto the bed and getting out of it limping away from Jesse "You always go 'I...care about you,' like you don't mean it or something, it annoying"

"I do care for you!" Jesse argued, standing and following behind him "Then prove it!" Y/n said turning around and throwing his hands in the air "I just saved your life!" Jesse shouted moving closer.

"That's...that not what I meant.." Y/n said with a cold laugh and crossed his arms leaning against his desk.

"After all these years Jesse...After years of flirting with you..you still don't get it, do you?" Jesse furrowed his brow and crossed his arms and slowly moved forward.

"What do you mean?" he asked stopping in front of Y/n, who refused to look at him. "Look at me," Y/n refused "Look at me" Jesse grabbed Y/n's chin and made him look up and in his eyes.

Y/n couldn't help himself, he lunged forward pressing his lips against Jesse's and wrapping his arms around his neck. He poured his heart and soul out into that kiss hoping that Jesse would understand what he was trying to say.

He slowly pulled away and stared at Jesse's shocked face "Get it now?" his voice was soft and filled with anxiety, hoping he didn't just ruin a wonderful friendship.

Jesse nodded before leaning over and capturing Y/n's lips in another kiss, this time it was fast and needy. Teeth clashed and hands were in hair, Jesse lifted Y/n up onto the desk and moved closer to him, soft grunts leaving the two men in the process.

A knock on the door interrupted them. They pulled away panting for air "Y/n!!" a voice yelled from outside the door, June.

Jesse stepped away and Y/n stepped off the desk, he then limped over to the door and opened it.

June lunged at him hugging him tightly causing him to fall to the floor unexpectedly. "Woah! June!" Y/n laughed and Jesse rushed forward and pulled June off of Y/n "Careful June, he's still sore,"

June looked towards Jesse then back at Y/n, noting their messy hair and flushed faces "And what were you two doing in here?" She giggled smirking a bit "Shut up," Jesse blushed and playfully kicked her from her spot on the floor.