#they he clung to her in that hot tub? BRUH

[theouterbankpogues]

kie and jj (+pope) after the movie night fight in episode 4

hehe first piece of ff for this fandom! excited and ready for all the slow burn, angst and character development. let’s all pray for that s2, but until then, here’s a little fic! any love is so greatly appreciated :))

pope decides to head back home after the fight and get some sleep because he has too much anxiety to stay in figure 8 after what happened with topper, rafe and kelce. after driving pope back home, kie decides to drop jj off until she realises how badly he’s bruised. what i imagine the rest of the night looked like for jj, pope and kiera

author : theouterbankpogues aka vi

fandom : kie x jj | outer banks on netflix

tags : mostly fluff

warnings : none

kie, pope and jj get back onto the mini-van and the adrenaline causing her heart to beat in her ears starts to subside 

she’s starts the engine, despite the pain, bruising and soreness setting in, pope and jj can almost feel her anger from the driver’s seat

“what the fuck did you do to them you assholes? you almost died tonight, are your egos as fucking big as your will to die? what the fu-”

“those damn kooks beat up pope with their golf clubs kie! were we just supposed to fucking take that?” “what the fuck did you say?”

the air got tense suddenly, kie’s anger seemed to shift, she pulled the brakes and the mini-van came to a halt underneath a flickering lamp post

she looked backed at them, her expression had softened; pope took it as an invitation to continue “i was just doing the delieveries for my dad and they ambushed me, said ‘no pogues on this side of the island’” he drew out a long sigh, “i was tired kie, tired of them always fucking winning, always getting the best of me”

“we sank the boat, topper’s new stupid wavesetter”

kie was quiet for what seemed like forever, pope and jj seemed to nervously glance at each other without knowing what else to do

“oh you absolute fucking justified idiots” she couldn’t help but leap out of the front seat and pull them both into a hug, she seemed to let go of a breath she didn’t even know she was holding 

after a string of moans and chuckles, she let them go, “the security cameras were out right?” “we think so” “you think so? god jj i swear-”

“don’t worry okay, they were out... theY were oUT!!”

she slapped them both across their non-bruised arms (she checked) and at the cue of their strangled string of curses, started driving again; “do y’all want to stay over at my house? i could sneak you in, it’s late and i just don’t want y’all to be alone right now.”

pope and jj couldn’t be more thankful for kie sometimes, but for pope, today wasn’t one of those days; ‘nah kie, i need to get home, i just need some sleep in my own bed, one that’s no where close to where those kooks imagine coming. i almost died tonight, safe to say i wanna wake up to my mom’s cooking’

so in ten minutes, she drops pope off and gives him another tight hug, just for her own comfort, to know that he was alright, that whatever they did, they were gonna manage it all together. 

she goes to close the mini-van door and that’s when she really sees how badly jj was also ambushed in the fight, he groans as he tries to beat her to closing the door. “uh uh, there’s no way you’re going home like this, how bad does it hurt?” it’s not as bad as it-” “stop bulshitting me, you have a bust lip and i saw kelce get some good hits to your stomach, do you even have a first aid kit back home?”

the pointed tone she used with him and the pain of the bruising willed him to shut up and accept his fate he was secretly (and genuinely) sort of thankful for it, he really didn’t want to go home

after sneaking into the house and successfully into her room, kie switches on a lamp light; “i’m gonna go get the first aid kit, go take a shower so i can put something on your wounds” she whispers while tossing a towel to jj, she used the same pointed tone that made it non-negotiable, he sighed

“a pair of track-pants and a hoodie are on the second drawer on the left, you’re my size, it should fit.” she says as quiet remark while closing the door behind her 

when she re-enters the room, she finds a very half-naked jj setting the towel aside. he knowingly smirks at her.

she does try to will a pool in her stomach she doesn’t recognise, her friends were all so goddamn attractive omg

“oh shut up you asshole” 

jj tries to keep his heart steady at her voice slightly strained like that, what was that? 

she gestures him onto the bed and he obediently sits opposite her. the mattress sinks at his weight almost too comfortably; it was something jj was still getting used to, they’d been friends for so long but her privilege always stunned him. 

she handed him some vaseline and gestured to his lips, “it’ll make sure the rest of your lip doesn’t dry out because of the cut, you’ll thank me tomorrow” 

she actively pretends not to notice how soft his lips looked under the dim light and how intently his blue eyes were staring at her

“yes ma’am” 

she tries not to grin at how that nonchalantly makes her heart flutter, god he was such an idiot

she moves on to examine his torso, there was a littering of small pale-blue and purple bruises on him 

she carefully begins to work her way through them with some cotton balls and ointment

jj finds it so weird how gentle she is, her brows are furrowed in concentration and she hums in satisfaction as she does every two or so bruises

he can’t help but think of how beautiful she is, just so purely beautiful and so so cool. her hair was so curly and her skin looked so soft...

sure she’d done this before - pope, him and jb had gotten into so much trouble in the last few years, but a year without her making sure they were okay had weirdly changed it

he realises how much he missed her not being there the last year she spent full kook

their comfortable silence, with her tending to the bruises and jj thinking about her the shenanigans they’d managed to get into over the years, was only broken when she stood back up to re-pack the first aid kit

she continues “im gonna go shower, you can take the bed, i’ll just sleep on the couch”

“no it’s okay, i’m definitely taking the couch-”

“my house my rules asshole, you’re taking the bed”

and there was that tone again, only his exhaustion seemed to give him courage to retort

“kie i’m not letting you sleep on the couch, we can share the bed” jj didn’t even realise those words coming out until they did 

kie tried not to make it a big deal, she was taken a back sure, but she was chill..... so chill

“okay then, sharing it is”

that’s when jj registered their exchange

ten minutes later, after she had changed into some pj shorts and a t-shirt, she realised jj still hadn’t put a shirt on and was asleep soundly under the comforter

as soon as he felt the comforter dip next to him, he turned to face her, mostly asleep kie ignored her heart racing

“thank you” 

jj slept so incredibly peaceful that night 

ofc they woke up comfortably snuggling, they swore never to speak of it again

[jacksonroseroth]

Waste Love Chapter 3

Warnings: Swearing, weed usage

Words: 4,764

Moodboard by my loverly @badwolf-in-the-impala​, none of the pictures are ours

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Previous Chapter

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As Jersey and Georgia made their way through the VIP section and out, they mapped out the best route to hit all the booths they wanted, Baze close behind them along with one of their bodyguards. They shopped around for a bit, trying a few things on while Baze and their security hung around the front. It took them nearly an hour to make it around to the last few booths before heading back, stopping a few places to grab some snacks while they shopped.

“Ooh, G, look at this one…” Jersey said, going through a few tops, taking out a couple to show Georgia as she approached.

“That’s cute. Do they have one in my size?” She giggled, looking through it with her. Suddenly, Jersey felt rough hands grab her waist. She knew it wasn’t Baze or the bodyguard, they’d never be that rough with her. Fighting off the stranger, pushing him back, Jersey turned, annoyance clear on her face.

“Yo, can I fucking help you?” Jersey shot. The man wore a cocky smirk and looked high as a kite.

“Hey, little lady. Wanna come back to my tent with me? I can show you a good time.” He slurred. Jersey scoffed in disgust and pried the man’s hands off her.

“Jesus Christ. Get off me. No.” She said, nudging Georgia to move along and get out of the tent.

“Oh, come on now. I don’t bite...Unless you ask me.” He snickered, looking her over. The man continued to paw at her until a huge mass stepped in front of her and she felt herself being pulled away. She turned and clung to Baze’s shirt as he led her and Georgia away from the booth while their security handled the man.

“Are you okay, Jersey?” Georgia asked, hugging her once Baze let them both go. Jersey sighed, a little shaken, and said, “Yeah. I’m fine. Fuck, what was that guy on?”

“Acid or shrooms, I wouldn’t doubt,” Baze said. He looked down at her as Georgia turned to look for their security, and said, “You okay?”

Jersey gave him a sweet smile and nodded. “Yeah. Baze, I’m fine.” She giggled. “I’m a little shook up, I’ve never been fucking manhandled like that before...But I’m fine.”

“Sure? I don’t want to get it from Rook later that you’re still freaked out. He’s gonna kill me.” Baze said. Jersey smirked and reached up to tug his beard gently and she said, “That’s why we’re not going to tell him.”

“I like that plan. I’m definitely down for that plan.” He laughed. Georgia returned to Jersey’s side as the bodyguard came back and they all headed straight back for their tent. Georgia brushed off the incident, knowing they were both safe, and skipped into the tent, Jersey just after her, closely followed by Baze.

“Hey. Where the fuck have y’all been?” AJ called with a laugh. Jersey stuck her tongue out at him and said, “Calm down. We’re fine.”

Jersey wrinkled her nose at him and giggled, joining Georgia at the drink table. They both made drinks and went to sit on the couches. As the music continued and the group settled and were ready to really let loose, the joints were busted out and more alcohol was brought. Jersey split one of her own joints between herself and Georgia before they accepted the joints that were being passed around. After a few puffs, Jersey realized she was starting to really feel the high taking over her and passed on anymore. She nursed her one drink for a while as everyone moved and shifted as they began to hear their favorite songs, so into the high and sweet intoxication that they needed to let it out.

Georgia ended up nestled in a corner of the couch, content to sip her drinks and watch the madness, Rook disappeared with one of the girls for a while before coming back alone to slump down on one of the couches to smoke and drink with Baze. On the couch across from Georgia, Jersey was leaning against Colson, finishing her last drink. Georgia caught sight of her friend spacing out and staring at the pillow next to her, so she called out, “Jersey, you alright?”

Jersey blinked and focused on her friend, giving a smile and a soft giggle. She looked down at her cup, frowning slightly when she saw it was still pretty full, and leaned forward to set it down as she looked to Georgia and said, “Yeah, I’m fine. I need to sober up a little more. One of the tech people is coming to show me around one of the stages we’ll be at. I need to be a little bit more alert to remember it all.” she let out a soft giggle as she sat back again, resting her head on Colson’s shoulder. The sudden movement made Colson twitch, but Jersey didn’t notice it. He shifted and put an arm around her, not having the heart to let his internal disagreement change how he treated her.

“You good, Savie?” He murmured softly, rubbing her arm, lightly and briefly. She smiled and glanced up at him, lazily, and said, “Yeah. I’m fine.”

She shifted, trying to get a little more comfortable, and tossed her legs over his, resting her head on his chest again. Colson smiled down at her and relaxed into the couch, lifting his hand to take another toke off his blunt. He caught Slim watching him and Slim gave him a look, glancing down at Jersey. Colson scrunched up his face and shook his head, quickly looking away. AJ came up next to him.

“You see this shit too?” He said. Slim glanced at him with a deep sigh and nodded, looking back over at them.

“Hell yeah, man. What the fuck though?” Slim said. “I’m so fucking confused, man. Do they like each other? Why else would they be cuddling and shit?”

“Right? Shit. I bet Rook would flip the fuck out if they actually get together.” AJ said, leaning against the table and he watched them. Slim looked at him and said, “Colson said the same thing. Why would he be worried about it if he didn’t like her?”

Slim gave AJ a look, prompting AJ to point a finger at him and look at him. “True. But...Neither of them wants to admit it...And now she’s acting shy and shit around Baze? I don’t see Colson touching her like Baze does. You see that shit before they left?”

“Bro, you saw that too?!” Slim exclaimed, softly. “Shit, did you see Colson’s face, though? I swear to God, I saw him twitch.”

AJ shook his head and said, “This shit is gonna blow the fuck up on all of us. They need to get their hormones in check. Fuck and get it over with or something, but bruh.” Slim nodded and sighed, shaking his head, slightly, as he sipped his drink. Neither man had any thoughts to approach any of them with their suspicions, but they definitely decided to keep an eye on things to make sure this didn’t end badly.

~

It was only about 15 minutes later that Jersey left with the tech guy, accompanied by the same bodyguard for earlier, and when she returned, her and Georgia decided to head out, back to the hotel, to chill out and really catch up. They talked for another 2 hours down by the pool, before ending up in the hot tub for another half hour. Georgia finally checked the time and gasped.

“Oh, my God. It’s nearly midnight! Shit, I need to get home. My poor man, all alone with the baby all day.” She said with a soft giggle. Jersey smiled and they both got out.

“Did you want me to call a cab for you?” Jersey asked as Georgia toweled herself off and slipped her pants and shirt back on. She shook her head and said, “No, I can get an Uber. I’ll be okay, love.”

“Well, let me walk you down,” Jersey said, grabbing her towel and wrapping it around her. Both women slipped their shoes on and headed down to the lobby as Georgia ordered an Uber. With an extra long and tight hug, the women said goodbye and Jersey waited until Georgia’s car turned the corner to go back inside. As she rode the elevator up, she sent a text to the group chat.

All right. Who’s not dead? Sound off. She sent the text with a smirk as she stepped off the elevator, heading to the room. Her phone dinged as she walked in.

Still hangin’ in! Baze was the first to respond, followed by Slim and AJ, both telling her that Rook was fine, just drunk, and Colson simply responded with a facepalm emoji. She giggled and sent a separate text to Slim, knowing more likely than not, he was the designated partyer; He could still drink and smoke, just not as much as the others to make sure they didn’t get into stupid and, most often, dangerous shenanigans.

Slim, I’m at the pool doing some laps. Idk when y’all will be back. In case Rook asks. Jersey sent the text off, not expecting a reply so much as it was just a cautionary text to him, and sent another to Baze. If I’m not there when you guys get back, I’m in the pool.

She felt her cheeks heat as she added a wink emoji and sent the text. She exchanged towels and grabbed her goggles before heading back to the pool. When she walked through the gates, her phone lit up with a text from Slim.

Not sure what time, but we’re definitely leaving within the hour. If you hear screaming...Well, you know your cousin. Jersey snickered and shook her head, sending off a few emojis in response. Setting down her phone and towel, Jersey started putting on her goggles. As she strapped them around her head, her phone lit up again. Placing the goggles on her forehead, she unlocked her phone to read Baze’s text.

Jersey bit her lip and smiled when she saw the line of emojis he used, then set her phone down, fitted the goggles over her eyes and stepped to the edge of the deep end, and dove in.

~

While she swam, Slim wrangled up his boys and they made their way back to the hotel. Bursting through the door, came Rook, followed by Colson, both of them laughing as they stumbled over to the couch.

“Watch it, bruh! Fuckin’, get off me, Rookie.” Colson slurred, slightly, pushing Rook off him as Rook tried to sit on him. Rook snickered and rolled off his best friend and adjusted himself, his eyes half-open. After a while of everyone settling down, Slim sitting on the couch across from Rook to keep an eye on him, AJ in his room to quickly change, and Colson in the kitchen area, raiding the liquor and fridge, Rook called out, “Ay! Where the fuck is my cousin?”

He opened his eyes a little more and sat up, calling, “Jersey! Ey! Savage! Where the fuck are you?!”

Slim shook his head and chuckled. “Bruh. Chill the fuck out, Rook. She’s at the pool.” Slim said, with a chuckle, looking at AJ as he walked out of the room.

“The fuck? Why? The party is in here now!” Rook laughed. Slim shrugged and said, “I dunno, man. I’m not her.”

“Well, fuck! Someone go get her! Shit, is she alone?! Oh, shit. Fuck, I wasn’t supposed to leave her alone!” Rook cried, covering his face with a groan. Slim laughed as AJ said, “Nigga, chill. One of us will go get her.”

While Slim and AJ had been focusing on wrangling Rook, Baze slipped into his room and quickly changed from his jeans to his swim trunks. As he walked back out, hearing AJ say someone needed to get Jersey, Baze piped up, “Rookie, relax. I’ll go get her.”

Slim looked over to him, glancing over his shoulder at AJ for a moment, he then smiled, looked at Rook and said, “See? We’ve got her, bro. Don’t worry.”

Colson watched the exchange from the safety of the kitchen area. When Baze spoke up, he watched for a while longer, then turned to bury himself in the fridge.

“Shit, Baze, thanks, man. Hey!...You better fuckin’ take care of her, Baze…” Rook slurred, leaning slowly to fall against the pillows with a drunken giggle. Baze chuckled and headed for the door. As he passed the fridge, Colson closed the door and said, “Hey. Where you going?”

“Rook’s flipping out about Jersey,” Baze said with a chuckle. Colson forced a smirk as Baze finished, “I’m gonna go scoop her up.”

Colson gave a small nod and said, “Where is she?”

“Pool,” Baze said, finishing his drink and setting it down. “I’ll be back, brother.”

Colson met Baze’s fist bump as he walked away and out the door. Grabbing a bottle of water, Colson headed back to his room, closed the door, and went to sit on the balcony to smoke. Rook was mostly unconscious at this point, so AJ didn’t bother to whisper when he said, “Is he okay? This shit is really bothering him.”

Slim shrugged and said “Who knows, man? He won’t admit to anything so it’s hard to fucking help the kid.” AJ shook his head and sighed, saying, “You talked to him about it before...I’ll handle Drunk Ass.”

Both men chuckled as Slim went to the balcony to try and talk to Colson and AJ hauled the drunk drummer over his shoulder to put him in bed. Slim glanced at them before he opened the balcony door, slipped through and closed it behind him.

“Hey, man. What’s going on?” Slim asked, putting a hand on Colson’s shoulder as he rounded him to sit in the chair on the other side of the table. Colson blew out a line of smoke then passed the blunt to Slim, who took it, still waiting for an answer.

“Nothin’, man. I’m just tired.” Colson lied, looking away from his friend. Slim huffed out his toke and said, “Stop bullshitting me, bruh. Whatever seems to be going on between Baze and Jersey is fucking bothering you. Don’t tell me it’s not, Colson. I’ve known you for years, bro.”

Colson shook his head and said, “I mean, what-what am I supposed to do here, Slim? I-I...I’m not gonna go after her if he’s into her! Baze is my boy!”

“So fucking talk to him then, man!” Slim said, sitting forward to set the blunt down. “If you don’t say anything to him, how are you supposed to know what’s going on?”

“She seems into him too! What? I’m supposed to tell her that I love her when she’s into one of  my best friends?!” Colson said, angrily. Slim blinked at him.

“Tell her what?” Slim asked, shocked. Colson looked at him, confused for a moment, and when the realization hit him, he looked away again, after grabbing the blunt and relighting it, saying, “Nothing...Fuckin’...Nothing, bro.”

Slim sighed and shook his head, rubbing his hands over his face. He stood and said, “Listen, man, if you don’t say anything to either of them, you’re gonna regret it.”

Colson shook his head and continued to smoke while Slim left him and went back inside. AJ had gotten Rook in bed and now sat on the edge of his side, texting. He looked up when Slim walked back in.

“What did he say?” AJ asked softly, not wanting to wake Rook or alert Colson that they were talking about him. Slim nodded to the door and AJ followed him out. “So?”

Slim sighed and shook his head. “This isn’t gonna end well.” He said, looking at AJ. AJ sighed and said, “Let’s go get them.”

~

Jersey swam for near 45 minutes straight while the boys headed back to the hotel. Just as she went for her last dive and lap, Baze stepped off the elevator. As Jersey came up for breath as she swam, she saw Baze walking alongside the pool. She couldn’t help but smirk as she kept swimming. When she stopped, she held the edge of the pool, eyes closed, to catch her breath. Once she did, she pulled off her goggles as she swam to the ladder and pulled herself out of the pool.

Baze looked over as she got out, giving a deep sigh. He smirked and looked her over; His eyes raking over her, watching the water drip down her body in the dim light of the pool, looking over her legs with a smirk. He turned away just as Jersey looked at him, and pulled his shirt off. She stopped to ring out her hair, taking her time as she, too, looked Baze over and smirked.

“Did you guys just get in?” Jersey asked as she walked over to him, towel in hand. Baze turned to her and smiled.

“A few minutes ago.” He said. Jersey chuckled and said, “How’s the crew?”

“A-ha, uh...AJ and Slim are more or less sober, Colson seemed coherent when I left, and...Rook is smashed.” Baze said, stepping into the water as he spoke. Jersey chuckled and said, “That’s my Rookie.”

She set her goggles next to her bag and turned to step into the water. Baze held out his hand to her, which she took with a shy smile, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

“Thanks.” She said, gliding down into the bubbles to take a seat across from him. They sat in a cloud of tension, which didn’t seem to bother them as much as they were trying to figure out how to broach the topic.

After a while of baking herself, Jersey pulled herself out of the water to sit on the edge. When she heard Baze chuckle, she looked up at him and he said, “Too hot?” Jersey giggled and nodded.

“I get real hot real easy sometimes.” She said with a shrug. Baze chuckled and tipped his head back, closing his eyes. Jersey bit her lip, looking him over, and smirked, before hopping back in, to stand in the center, in front of him, stretching out her legs. “So, how was the rest of the night? I know I left pretty early.”

Baze looked at her and chuckled, watching her for a moment. “It was good. Rook definitely got some sort of action from those chicks. Rook and one of the girls looked a little too happy.” He said, with a snicker. Jersey rolled her eyes and chuckled. “Nah, it was chill. Wish you would have stayed though…”

Baze looked her over with a smirk. Jersey smirked as well, kicking at his leg, lightly, and saying, “Why? To be your eye candy all night?”

She shot him a teasing smirk but Baze kicked back at her, retorting back with, “No, you fuckin’ missed Dom again!”

Baze didn’t realize Jersey had been balancing on one leg, so when he swiped his leg at her and thought he missed, she had begun to set her foot down, narrowly missing his leg. Her laugh turned into a squeal as she hopped, trying to regain her balance again, and leaned too far forward to stay standing, ending up in Baze’s lap.

Both of them laughed at the misstep, Baze steadying her with his hands on her hips and Jersey braced her hands on his shoulder. As the laughter faded, both of them became rather comfortable with their position. Jersey’s fingers found themselves with the tips of Baze’s hair wrapped around them, twirling his hair. She bit her lip and felt her cheeks heat as she felt his hands slide to her thighs, giving a gentle squeeze. Jersey shifted, lifting herself a little as she brought her lips to his, with a soft sigh.

~

Slim and AJ stayed silent as they rode the elevator to the pool. They each had their own thoughts running through their minds, each one of them ending with more questions than answers. When they stepped off the elevator, Slim immediately grabbed AJ’s arm, stopping in his tracks. When AJ turned to ask him what was wrong, he saw Slim staring straight ahead, eyes wide in shock. AJ followed his gaze and soon enough, his mouth fell open, also in shock.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me…”

~

Baze’s deep, low rumble of a chuckle vibrated through her as he kissed her back. He slid his arms around her; One around her waist, the other snaking up her back, to the nape of her neck. Jersey slid a hand into Baze’s hair, the other arm wrapping around his neck. Baze deepened the kiss, gently fisting her hair. His fingers played with the waistband of her bottoms, slipping a finger past the elastic Jersey pulled away, breaking the kiss and said, “Wait. Baze. Hang on.”

“What? What’s wrong?” Baze asked, quickly moving his hands and watching her. She gave him a small smile and trailed her fingers across his cheek, lightly.

“I was just going to say we should get back to the room. Before they come looking for us.” Jersey said with a small chuckle. Baze relaxed a little and smiled, his hands returning to her waist. He nodded and said, “Yeah. We probably should.”

When neither of them made any movement to get out, Baze smirked and his hands slowly drifted down to gently cup and squeeze her ass. Jersey chuckled and cupped his face, leaning down to kiss him again. They exchanged a few deeper, slower kisses before Jersey shifted, moving off his lap and floating back before standing, catching Baze’s hands in the water. Baze stood and chuckled, pulling her a little closer, planning on stealing another kiss, but once she got closer, she placed her hands on his chest and turned away with a giggle, stepping up and out of the water. Baze smirked and followed her, both of them wrapping their towels around themselves. With their backs turned to the door and the elevator, AJ and Slim hauled ass back, quickly pressing buttons to close the doors. They slid shut, blocking any image of the pair as Jersey and Baze turned to head back to the room.

Jersey and Baze walked close to each other as they went to the elevator. While they waited for the elevator, Baze leaned against the wall, catching her hand and pulling her closer. Their fingers played with each other and they stood in a comfortable silence until the elevator dinged and the doors opened.

They rode in silence, narrowly missing AJ and Slim slipping into the room before them. Slim went to the couch and sat down, while AJ remained standing and rubbed his hands over his face.

“Alright. That solves one question-They clearly like each other.” AJ said. Slim rubbed a hand over his chin and nodded.

“Yeah. Seems like it.” Slim said. Before they could continue their conversation, the door opened and they both turned to see Baze follow Jersey inside. Jersey pushed Baze back a little, pulling her hands from his, then smiled at them and said, “Hey. Y’all are still up?”

She gave them a teasing giggle before separating from Baze as she crossed the suite to her room. Baze tried to hide his smirk, giving his friends a two-finger salute before going to his room as well. Slim sat forward and groaned, softly, putting his head in his hands.

“Fuck. This shit will not end well.” Slim said. AJ nodded and sighed. “We can’t worry about this right now. We’ve got a fucking show tomorrow. Let’s get some sleep, bro.”

AJ nodded in agreement and they said goodnight before splitting up and going to their rooms.

~

Jersey quickly showered and scrunched her hair with some mousse, changing into a pair of shorts and a tank top before crawling in, as softly as she could, next to Colson. She tried to get settled without waking him, but he wasn’t as fast asleep as Jersey thought.

“Hey.” He said his voice rough and tired. He shifted, turning over and added, “Where were you?”

Jersey chuckled as he snuggled into her, giving a small grunt of disapproval when he tried to bury his face in her hair, only to find it wet. Sliding an arm around her waist, he snuggled against her neck instead. With his arm holding her, strong and warm, she quickly settled and said, “At the pool. I went back to do some laps after Georgia left.”

Colson gave a soft ‘Hm’ and a few quiet moments passed before Jersey added, “I thought you’d be down for the count. Didn’t really get a solid text from you.”

Colson’s goofy, tired chuckled made Jersey giggle as she shifted, sliding a hand over the one he rested against her stomach. “Well, that’s how me and Rook felt...At the time.”

Jersey giggled and shook her head. “You both are ridiculous.” She murmured softly. Colson’s lips curved into a smirk against her skin and snuggled a little closer, finally drifting off to sleep.

~

Baze and Slim stayed up a little longer, talking about the show tomorrow. Slim wanted to ask him about Jersey but ultimately set aside the urge to confront the bassist about what they saw. He didn’t see any good coming from confronting it in the middle of a tour, especially when Colson refused to admit that anything was wrong. At least to anyone but Slim. With Colson’s slip up about being in love with Jersey, Slim knew he had to keep an eye on Baze and Colson when Jersey was around. The last thing he wanted was for Colson to catch Baze and Jersey the way he and AJ had that night.

Slim had finally fallen asleep, but Baze shifted around and couldn’t fall asleep. Finally, he decided to get up for a while. Going out into the main room, heading for the kitchen, he stopped, briefly, and smirked.

“Hey,” Jersey said, having turned at the sound of the door opening. Baze came over to her and slid an arm around her waist. “What are you doing up?”

“Could ask you the same thing.” He teased. Jersey moved away from him to lean against the counter, sipping from her water bottle, wiggling her eyebrows with a smirk. Baze chuckled and snagged the bottle, remarking, “Coincidence.”

Jersey giggled and braced her hands on the counter as her stomach began to flutter. Baze set the bottle down on the counter behind her, then slid his hands over her hips as he bent down to kiss her, deep and slow. Jersey gripped his arms and kissed him back.

When Baze tried to deepen the kiss even more, slipping his fingers under her shirt, Jersey pulled away with a soft whimper and looked at her door, then to Baze. “Wait.” She whispered softly, listening. Baze glanced at the door and chuckled.

“Rook’s passed out, Jers,” Baze said. She gave him a look and giggled.

“Yeah, but I don’t need Colson or AJ seeing us and telling him before I do,” Jersey said. Baze chuckled and nodded.

“I know. Sorry.” He said, with a smile, starting to pull away. Jersey stopped him, catching his hands, and smiled at him.

“Maybe we should keep things on the DL. Just until we get home. I don’t want shit to pop off in the middle of the tour.” She said, stepping closer to him. A smirk crossed Baze’s face.

“So...Are we talking about sneaking around?” He asked, slyly. Jersey giggled and shook her head.

“If the timing is right...Maybe..” She teased, lifting up on her toes to kiss him again. Baze kissed her back, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth as she pulled away. “I’m gonna go to bed...I’ll see you in the morning.”

She gave him one last quick kiss before grabbing another bottle from the fridge and turning to leave. Baze chuckled and gave her ass a quick squeeze, making Jersey squeak and turned back to punch his shoulder. Baze chuckled and watched her leave before turning to go back to his room as well.

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