Hide and Seek - JJ Maybank x Reader
Notes: I saw a tiktok about how intimate hide and seek is and thus this little blurb was born. Let me know what you think!?
Warnings: none - some swearing
When the storm hit, you had been with Kie at The Wreck cleaning up from the massive dinner rush that had just ended. The restaurant closed early in preparation for the hurricane, but it had taken much longer to do all the dishes and clean the floors than you both had thought. Especially when the boys insisted on arguing about the latest installment in their favorite movie series rather than help.
You watch the sky grow darker and darker as you stack the last of the plates in the cupboard. Kie and her dad were shuttering up the remainder of the windows and then the rest of you could finally get out of here.
“You know,” you start, walking over to the boys, “we could’ve been safe at our own houses by now if you guys would’ve helped clean up.” You untied your apron and sat down in the empty chair next to Pope.
“Trust me, they would’ve made it worse,” Kie speaks up, walking back in from outside.
John B gasps and grabs his chest, offended.
“Kie, where’s your pops? Let's get out of here before the world opens up.” JJ says, hitting the table and standing up.
“He had to run to get some stuff to finish the windows. Shouldn’t be too long.”
She looked nervous, like she was trying to convince herself more than us.
“Are you sure?” Pope asks. The sky was dark and the wind was practically blowing through the building at that point.
“Yeah, as long as he makes it back before the rain, we’ll be fine.” you reassure everyone.
And that was when the rain started.
You had lived on the island long enough to know how to handle a hurricane. There was nothing more that you could do than to prepare and just wait it out.
After about an hour of being clued in to the same argument from before, you couldn’t handle it anymore.
“Y’all are ridiculous.” Kie said, her eyes closed and leaning back in her chair.
You agreed, “No more, please.”
“Then what’re we going to do?” John B asks.
You look around at your friends, faces blank and eyes staring off into the distance, “We could play hide and seek?”
“Yeah, I think it’d be fun. I don’t see any of you coming up with any ideas.
“I’m in” Kiara says, raising her hand.
The boys share a look of disgust before Pope reluctantly agrees, making John B and JJ groan.
You look over at JJ who narrows his eyes at you, “Please.”
He tightens his jaw slightly before sighing, Fine. But I’m not it.” He quickly brings his finger to the bridge of his nose.
“Nose goes!” the rest of us yell, doing the same.
All except John B, “Guysssss” he whines, “fine.” He closes his eyes and begins to count: 50, 49, 48…
You quickly stand up and circle the room, thinking of a place to hide. You watch your friends run off into different directions before you sprint off into the kitchen. There’s a perfect place under the sink that you are sure you can fit into.
When you reach the spot, you see that Kiara has already beat you to it. She pulls the curtain shut and tucks her legs in.
You tiptoe around the kitchen looking for another place to hide. You can’t be the first one found, you suggested playing the game! Your heart speeds up a little before remembering the storage closet in the back of the restaurant. Perfect! You run off and quickly open the door to reveal JJ.
“Hey, go hide somewhere else,” he whisper-yells.
“Ready or not…” John B yells from the dining area.
“He’s coming,” you hiss, “let me in.”
You push past JJ and slowly close the door, making the closet pitch black.
“You are standing on my toe,” he says putting his hands on your shoulders to move you over. Your back hits into the shelf behind you, making a loud noise. Before you can react, JJ is pulling on your shoulders again to bring you away from the shelf.
Your breath hitches as you realize how close you two are.
“Nervous?” JJ whispers, almost inaudible.
“I can hear your heartbeat.”
He slowly moves his hands from your shoulders to your back and then your hips, inching you impossibly closer. You can feel his hair brush against your forehead, your heart beating faster.
“Hey” you can hear him smiling. You notice your breaths are in sync and you can hear his heart, almost as loud as your own. His hands tighten around your waist and your noses brush and just when you are about to close the gap between you, he stops.
“Shh! Someone’s coming,” he says while covering your mouth as if you were talking.
The door swings open causing you both to squint from the sudden rush of light.
“Uh, hey guys,” Pope says.
“What? Where’s John B?” JJ questions, moving his hand from your mouth and his other arm from your waist.
“He cut his head open like an idiot. I’m trying to find the first aid kit.”
“The storage closet next to the bathrooms” you speak up.
“Thanks!” He says and hurried out of the kitchen.
“Well, I guess we won.” You say, clearing your throat.
JJ turns around as he’s heading out of the closet, “hell yeah we did.” He extends his arm and you take his hand, heading back into the dining area.
