Players Club
PAIRING: Jermajesty Jackson x Black!Fem!Reader
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Everyone knew you.
Not in the way you knew somebody because you shared a class with them in high school, followed each other on Instagram, or even had a few mutual friends. No, you were the kind of girl people knew without ever actually knowing you.
The way you carried yourself–from your looks, hygiene, style, intelligence, the way you spoke, even the way you walked into a room. Everything about you screamed effortless. You never had to look for attention, attention found you.
When it comes to men? That was a whole different story.
Your roster was impeccable, obviously. You weren’t committed to anybody and weren't pretending to be. Your parents claimed it was time for you to ‘settle down’, get married, and start a family which you didn’t see yourself doing anytime soon. There was always somebody texting you, waiting for you, or someone convincing themselves that they would be the one for you.
Then there was Jermajesty.
You’d known him for years, mostly through a few mutual friends and the fact that you knew his older brother. He had his own reputation, his own roster, his own collection of groupies girls who swore they could handle him. He was always used to being the one with the upper hand. Used to being the one playing the game instead of getting played.
You both followed each other for a while, liked each other’s posts here and there, maybe exchanged a few words if you happened to be in the same place.
Nothing serious.
Until one night, he replied to your story.
It wasn't anything special. Just a little comment that clearly had intentions to start something.
You entertained it.
One conversation turned into a few. A few turned into late-night calls and sneaky links, and before either of you had any time to reconsider your choices, it became a regular thing.
No feelings, no expectations, and definitely no relationship.
Just two people who knew exactly what they were getting into. For a good amount of time, it worked perfectly.
Until he got a little too comfortable.
Because he was used to how things would go with girls. He knew how to pull them in, give them attention, take it away, make them wonder, make them chase. It was practically second nature to him. Eventually, he decided to try that same game plan with you. But Jermajesty forgot one very important detail.
You knew how to play too.
And unlike him, you had no problem proving it.
Coming Soon...
a/n: Writing this because those girls need to learn how to play the same game that nigga playing 🙄 Also, comment if you would like to be tagged! Lmk if I should start a taglist too
