request: hi bb💛 i absolutely adore your writing. so i was wondering if you would consider writing a jj x reader fix where jj and the reader are bffs and he comes to the readers house after a fight with his dad, and the reader holds him while he cries, and she cleans him up and cuddles with him after. he starts to be really self deprecating so she tells him all the things she loves about him and confesses her love to him and he reciprocates? it’s totally ok if you don’t but i would love it if you could!!
warnings: (1) ish swear, mentions of abuse, that should be all??
a/n: who is she posting another piece of writing in a short amount of time?? i hope this is what you wanted anon, i kinda cut out the whole cleans him up part bc this went a totally different direction lol.
The sound of knocking at your window pulls you from the book you were reading. Tentatively putting the book face down, you walk over to your window, pulling your curtains out of the way and are met with a familiar pair of cerulean blue eyes. A small gasp leaves your lips as you open the window for the boy. You hold a hand out to help him through but he waves you off. He’s breathing heavily as he enters your room, almost as if he just ran a marathon. The two of you stand in silence for a moment, the only sound being JJ’s labored breaths. Without a word, you gently take JJ’s hand that was resting on his knees as he crouches and pull him towards the foot of your bed. You softly push on his shoulders to get him to sit down before you cup his face in your hands. Rubbing small circles into the skin of his cheeks with your thumb you ask him, “Do you want to talk about it?” This has happened almost too many times before for you not to know what was going on with him. JJ Maybank was your best friend. Has been since the third grade when you met him through John B. When you were fifteen was the first time JJ had come to you after an incident with his dad. You were the only one he truly trusted. And since then, you became JJ Maybank’s safe place. You became his home.
JJ slightly shakes his head, avoiding all eye contact with you in fear that his tears were going to come rushing down uncontrollably. He hated being vulnerable around you. It had nothing to do with his ego, no, it had to do with the fact that he was supposed to always be tough around you. He was supposed to be the one to cradle you in his arms and protect you from the mess of a world we live in. He was supposed to be your knight in shining armour. But sitting here at the edge of your bed with nothing but you and his tears in his line of vision, he couldn’t help but let his guard down. He falls to his knees in front of you and you catch him, with arms open wide. The second your arms encircle the boy, the first heart wrenching sob rips through his body as you hold his face in the crook of your neck. “Shh… it’s ok, I’ve got you,” you whisper into his ear while stroking his hair and rubbing his back. You feel his hands grasp at the shirt on your back as tightly as he could, as if you were his lifeline. And JJ thought of you as just that. He didn’t dare let you go in fear that he’d be lost without you. You were starting to feel your own tears well up in your eyes, but you kept them at bay for the boy in your arms. You didn’t need him feeling worse than he already felt. After another minute or two of sitting on the floor, you lightly tap JJ’s bicep causing him to groan into your neck. “Hey, wanna move to the bed?” you ask him quietly as you pull away from him. JJ nods, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. Grabbing him by the elbows, you stand up and guide him to the head of your bed. Settling down on your bed, you feel the weight shift beside you, letting you know that JJ was there beside you. You turn around so you’re facing him and take a good look at his face adorned with bruises and cuts both new and old on the boy’s face. The sight makes you let out a small breath. How could someone do this? And to their own son for that matter? Seeing JJ hurt and in pain felt like someone ripping out your heart and dropping it into the ocean. There was nothing in this world that could hurt you more than seeing the boy you love hurt. The boy you love. JJ Maybank was your best friend, your safe haven, your constant, and he was also your love. For as long as you could remember JJ Maybank was always by your side. Through the good and the bad, the thick and the thin, he was always there. You were about to get up to get JJ some water when you heard him let out a small sniffle and say, “Why doesn’t he love me?”
“What?” you let out in disbelief as you looked at the blond haired boy.
JJ opens his eyes, his blue meeting your y/e/c, eyes red and bloodshot from all the crying. “Why doesn’t my dad love me?” he asks you, softer this time. “You must be a pretty unlovable piece of shit to get even your dad not to love you,” he scoffs.
You feel your heart break at his words. Taking one of your hands, you take hold of his chin and lift it so his eyes are on yours. “Don’t you dare say that,” you respond, hurt evident in your voice.
“JJ Maybank,” you state sternly. “I don’t want to hear you say you are unlovable ever again, do you hear me?” JJ just nods his head before pulling his face from your grip. Frowning at his reaction, you scoot closer to him and tangle your legs with his as you wrap your arms around his torso, and bury your face in his chest. You feel him reciprocate the action by wrapping his arms around you and softly running his fingers through your hair. You sigh as you take in his scent, his scent that reminds you of home, and mumble into his chest, “You are lovable JJ Maybank.”
Despite your voice being slightly muffled, he still hears you and he pulls away from you slightly to take a good look at your face. He brushes some stray hairs from your face and frowns. “If I were, I’d have people that love me,” he confesses.
Your face screws up in disgust at his words as you pull yourself away from him, unravelling your body from his. You stand up and go to the mirror that stands in the corner of your room, beckoning JJ over. He shakes his head at you so you walk back over to him and grab him by the hand, pulling him off the bed to follow you to your mirror. You turn him around so he can see his reflection and you stand beside, looking at the mirror as if you were contemplating heavily. “You wanna know something JJ Maybank?” you rhetorically ask the boy who remains silent at your side, staring at you as if you’d just gone nuts. “In this mirror. I see a boy who is loved more than he could possibly know.” You pause to see JJ looking at you. “Don’t look at me, look at the boy,” you say, gesturing towards the mirror. With a roll of his eyes, JJ reluctantly looks into the mirror, taking in his raggedy complexion. “Now keep looking at the boy and I’m going to tell you what I love most about him.”
“Y/N, you really don’t have to do this-”
“Shush, I’m doing it, now look,” you say taking hold of his shoulders from behind and peeping out from behind him. “I love his crystal blue eyes. His eyes that reflect the sky, that light up in excitement when he goes on adventures with his friends. Those eyes that hold all the love in the world for his best friends. I love his hair,” you continue, ruffling his blond locks which pulls a bashful smile from him. “His unruly, never fixed for shit, hair. And his smile, ugh, don’t even get me started on his gorgeous dimpled smile. His smile can light up a whole room!” you exclaim with a giggle which pulls a smile from JJ as well.
“Is that all?” JJ asks with an entertained smile, as he looks at you. The pain from the cuts, bruises, and words of his father were beginning to fade and instead were replaced with a warm, tingly feeling that only you could possibly provide.
“No,” you answer softly. This time, you come up in front of him and cup his cheeks in your hands. “I love the way he loves his friends more than anything else in this world. How he’d do anything to keep them safe. I love his naturally protective nature, his jokes, and not to mention his cuddles.” You playfully squeeze his cheeks at your comment which makes him laugh. “But most of all I love him. I love everything about him.” You look up into JJ’s eyes to see that his eyes have started to tear up once more.
“Even his baggage?” he whispers as he leans his forehead against yours.
“I love even his baggage,” you whisper back. “JJ Maybank, I love you. All of you. Your flaws, your imperfections, everything. And if you can’t see that you are lovable and loved, then I will be here every single day to remind you. Because I love you and you deserve to know it.”
JJ’s eyes go wide at your words and he feels like his heart just burst in his chest. Never in a million years would he have thought that his best friend, the girl he’s loved since forever, would be telling him she loved him too. A few tears escape his eyes and he feels your thumbs circling his cheeks, wiping them away.
“Hey, hey, don’t cry my love,” you tell him softly. “I hate to see you cry.” You move your thumbs from his cheeks so you can kiss his tears away. Nothing but silence surrounds the two of you until JJ finally speaks up.
And before you knew it, JJ was leaning in, capturing his lips with your own. They move in sync, unable to get enough of each other. You accidentally bump noses every now and again, which causes the both of you to giggle at the awkwardness. But the two of you easily find your rhythm once more, caressing each other’s lips over and over again. Finally pulling away for air, JJ leans his forehead on yours. “Y/N?”
“I love you too. I love you so, so much,” he says before leaning in to capture his lips with yours once more.
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