brain cells ~ jj maybank request
requested by @maybebanks like, a long time ago (sorry!! i also changed up the ending a tiny bit bc i needed some fluff in my life) ~ can you write a request, Jj x y/n and they ‘hate’ each other so the pogues abandon them together on the boat. Jj starts smoking and it makes y/n anxious because she has a bad past/impression on drugs.He thinks she is just being annoying but she is shaking and wiping her tears so he doesn’t see.JJ starts to feel bad and he reluctantly stops. He tries to get her to admit she’s afraid but she is too proud and he sees her sensitivity so he apologizes, letting her rest her her head on his shoulder💕💕
tw ~ weed, swearing, fluff
“Why didn’t you tell me JJ would be here, Sarah?” You demanded in a hush while you crossed your arms over your chest. “You know that I can’t stand him!”
You just pulled the girl aside as you had seen the blonde tufts of hair that you knew so well. Sarah, one of your best friends, had invited you and Kiara, your other best friend, out on her dad’s boat for a “Girl’s Day.” Now, you found out that John B promised a fishing day to JJ on the same boat. And that means that you were going to be stuck in the middle of the sea on the same boat as Captain Asshole, JJ Maybank. It seemed like whoever was controlling the Strings of Fate had decided to set any friendship you and JJ tried to form into a complete hate fire. It wasn’t your fault that he was a complete dick, it was his. All of his hookups he couldn’t care less about, his lack of manners, and the fact that he can’t keep still for five seconds all pissed you off.
“Jesus Christ, Y/N, you know why! You wouldn’t have stepped so much as a toe onto the dock if you knew JJ was going to be here,” Sarah whisper-shouted at you. “You need to get used to JJ being around because he isn’t going anywhere, and neither are you.”
“-Hate his guts, I know, Y/N.” You frowned at Sarah, annoyed that she knew all of your argument. “Try and tolerate his guts for today, ‘kay?”
You grumbled an agreement, her dragging you to the front of the deck where the boys were talking at. “Hey Y/N!” John B grinned, giving you a giant hug to make you laugh.
“Hey, brother,” you joked. John B had definitely become something of a brother to you, being there when boys got on your nerves (even when it was JJ), when you were drunk and couldn’t be trusted to get home on your own, when you were sad, or just when you needed a place to stay, he was always there. You waved to Kie, who was now ascending the stairs to the boat after grabbing the food for the day. She smiled blissfully, knowing you had found out about the lie and that you were going to talk her ear off about it that night.
“Hey, Princess,” JJ nodded to you. “Decided to get out of your castle today?” You gritted your teeth, already annoyed by the condescending tone dripping from his words.
“Yeah, sure. I was promised a girls’ day, but clearly, that’s not happening since John B is here,” you said with your honey-sweet voice. JJ rolled his eyes and peeled himself from the railing.
“So where’s Pope at then?” JJ asked JB, whose eyes flickered to Sarah’s.
“Oh, uh, he said he had to work today,” John B clarified.
You thought to yourself for a second, a look of confusion spread across your face. “I thought he didn’t work on Sund-”
“Hey, y’all! Guess who brought us food!” Kie shouted when she ran onto the deck with everyone. We all smiled and greeted her quickly, giving hugs and thanking Kiara for the lunches. Once all of the fuss calmed down, JB and Sarah headed to the cockpit to start us on our course.
You started to pull Kiara towards you to save you from being alone with JJ, before hearing John B call out. “Kie, can you untie us from the dock?”
“Sure!” She pulled her arm away from your grip, turning around to give you a smug smile as she walked towards the stern.
“I am going to kill you,” you mouthed. Sighing, you turned back to see JJ staring at you with a pompous smirk on his face.
“Guess you’re stuck with me, Princess,” he said.
You hated that nickname. JJ knew you hated that nickname. You, John B, and JJ all grew up together, you and JJ being on the same street. He called you Princess to mock how easily you could make friends and slip into popular crowds, which was quite ironic considering your current position with him. “Don’t be too pleased with yourself, JJ, we haven’t been abandoned. Just because I can’t avoid you by talking to Kie doesn’t mean I’m alone with you willingly,” you grumbled, plopping down on the seat nearest to you. You liked the feeling of the boat rocking as you were steered out from the marina and into the open sea. JJ scoffed when you pulled out your phone to take pictures.
“You’re not even going to try to talk with me, Y/N? You’d really rather take pictures for your fake-ass Instagram instead of having a conversation?”
You were already annoyed, knowing JJ was just nit-picking your every move. “Yes, JJ, I would rather take pictures than talk with you. Know why? It’s because you’re such an arrogant asshole that people only fucking tolerate you so that they don’t rock the boat.”
JJ laughed bitterly as he turned his body away from you. “You’ve got that twisted, Princess. You are such a bitch!” JJ shouted at you. “Every time that you open your mouth, you just have to judge me or be fucking annoying with how you make everything about you!” As the boat pulled to a stop, you heard the anchor drop with a splash and a hum in the distance.
“Oh please,” you sneered. “You’re the one who judges me! Talking shit about my boyfriends, about what I post and how I like to look, you’re always high, and you always have to call me that irritating name.”
JJ’s derisive smile cracked across his face. “Oh, you don’t like it when I call you Princess, huh?”
“No, I fucking don’t, JJ!”
“Hm,” he started, “from what I’ve heard, you seem to like it a lot when you’re f-” JJ was cut off by the sound of splashes, one, two, three.
Your heads whipped around to see your friends swimming toward the HMS Pogue, which Pope was manning. “BE NICE TO EACH OTHER,” Pope shouted as he helped the pogues onto the boat.
“Where do you think you’re going?” You called, stomping to the edge of the boat to call out to them.
“If you guys aren’t going to get along by yourselves, we’re just gonna have to force you together. Play nice!” Kiara shouted back. The Pogue hummed while Pope turned it in the other direction and sped off with your friends waving. You and JJ flipped them the bird simultaneously.
“I need new friends,” you muttered, pushing past JJ to sit down on the deck.
JJ rolled his eyes, grabbing his backpack. “Looks like they left us a note,” he said with a frown, plucking the paper from his bag. “‘Left some sandwiches, waters, and blankets for you, we’ll be back when we think you guys have calmed down. Play nice. From JB, Sarah, and Kie’,” JJ sighed. “Oh wait, there one more part. ‘We’ll come tomorrow morning at the latest, from Pope’.” You groaned, setting your face in your hands.
“This is so dumb. Why do they think this will fix anything?” You asked, furious.
JJ shrugged at you. “It won’t work if you don’t try and talk, Princess.”
“Stop calling me that,” you seethed. “I’m not going to try and negotiate peace with someone who intentionally infuriates me.” JJ rolled his eyes at you and dug around in his bag. Eventually, he pulled out a hand-rolled joint in a small bag.
“You need something to calm you down. Both of us do,” he grumbled. He picked the joint from the bag, lighting it with his Zippo.
You felt a flutter in your stomach. “JJ, please don’t do that.”
He rolled his eyes again before taking a drag, leaving you to watch the billow of smoke coming from his lips. “Chill out, God. I know you can’t stand me, you’ve told me that enough. Just stop bitching about everything for ten minutes, okay?” JJ snapped at you. You tapped your fingers together, trying to distract yourself from the sourly familiar smell.
“Can you just not smoke right now, please? It freaks me out,” you explained nervously.
He let out a breathy laugh. “Everything freaks you out, Princess. Deal with it.” He took another puff and you stood up, walking to the opposite railing to look out at the sea. You felt tears welling in your eyes as you got up, and they were falling by the time you got to the rail. The smell triggered the memories of bad parties flashed in your head; the one where guys hit on you and touched you and you had to shove them off, the ones where you got into fights, and the time where you ended up high and crying and panicking for hours. You wiped the tears from your face, trying to stifle any sniffles.
You heard footsteps come up behind you, and JJ’s soft voice followed. “Y/N, are you crying?”
You sniffled again, wiping at your nose. “No. I’m just sad thinking at all of the brain cells you’re losing right now.”
He came up beside you and looked at your face. “Weed really freaks you out that much, huh?” He mumbled sympathetically, wiping away a stray tear. “I’m sorry, Princess,” JJ whispered. You hadn’t heard him use this soft tone with you in forever, and you had never heard him say your nickname so sweetly. “I’ll put it out, okay?”
You nodded at him quickly, and he stubbed the joint. You walked back to sit on the bench of the boat. “Thanks, JJ.”
He sat down next to you, seeming much more relaxed. “No problem,” he mumbled. “I’m sorry. For not listening and for being a dick.”
“Apology accepted.” You gave a shy smile. “I’m sorry for freaking out on you and for being a bitch.”
JJ grinned back at you. “Apology accepted. Although, my remaining brain cells are just curious about why you were so anxious.”
You ran your hand through your hair, sighing. “I just haven’t had any good experiences with drugs. They’ve all been pretty awful whether I was the one doing them or it was someone else.” JJ nodded solemnly, and you turned to look at him. “Why have you been so annoying to me all of these years, JJ?”
He looked taken aback for a second, then answered. “I don’t know. I guess for a while I felt like you were taking away my best friend,” he began. “Once I realized we could all be friends together and started spending more time together, I think… I think I started to fall for you somehow. And I really didn’t know how to deal with those feelings, so I shoved them aside and went for the ‘be an asshole’ route.” You felt a tingle spread across your skin at his words, and you had to remind yourself to close your mouth.
“So, uh… Why?” You asked him
JJ laughed in response. “What do you mean ‘why’? Look at you! You’re gorgeous and smart, and if I’d just be nice to you then you would be incredibly sweet like you are with everyone else, and you are just generally pretty fantastic,” he rambled. “I just couldn’t deal with any feelings for a while, so I sabotaged them.” You shook your head in disbelief.
“Jesus Christ, JJ,” you shook your head at him in disbelief. “If you would’ve told me then we could’ve stopped annoying everyone a long time ago!” You giggled at him and bumped your shoulder against his.
“Wait, do you mean…?” JJ trailed off, confused.
“That I also have feelings for you? Yes,” you nodded. “We could’ve been annoying our friends by making out all the time, instead of by fighting all the time.”
He chuckled back at you, “Well, it’s not too late to start.”
You smiled at JJ, as he tilted his head down towards yours, pressing his lips softly to yours. After a few minutes of sweet kisses, you pull back from JJ. “They’re gonna wish they hadn’t done this,” you grinned, resting your forehead against his.
“Oh hell yeah, they will,” he mumbled, ducking down to kiss you on the cheek. You smiled, setting your head on JJ’s shoulder as he slung his arm around you. The two of you watched as your friends drove the Pogue in your direction, the sun setting above you.
“Love ya, Princess,” JJ whispered to you cutely.
Yeah, the pogues would soon be regretting leaving you two on that boat soon enough.
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