jjpope week 2021!

October 4th-10th

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hi everyone,

thank you so much for participating in mayward week! i know we all had a lot of fun running the blog and i was amazed by all the content! reminder that if we have still not reblogged your work, please let us know.

thanks for another great year, and we hope you had fun!

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I’m a fool with a curse and a crush What a magic distraction What’s the point of romance I never wanted to be a teenager in love

JJPOPE WEEK 2021 | Favourite song/quote/poem

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jjpope week 2021 | day 6 ➝ touches

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Day 6 - October 9th: Future fic or pre-relationship

JJ stretches a bit, arm over his head and toes pointed earning him an annoyed grumble from the face pressed against his chest. It’s still a bit early so JJ relaxes back into bed, hand placed gently on Pope’s back. This earns him a happy sigh and lips pressed against his bare skin before he settles back in, letting his eyes droop closed again in the comfort that is Pope’s arms.

It’s only a moment later that he’s blinking his eyes open at a gentle knock on the door. Mrs. Heyward pushes the door open cautiously, a small smile on her lips when she sees the pair sleeping soundly in Pope’s childhood room. “I have breakfast ready when you come down. I thought we could go to the beach today,” she suggests.

“Morning, mom,” Pope mutters, rubbing at his eyes when he picks his head up from JJ’s chest. “That sounds good. We haven’t surfed in ages.” They really haven’t. Boston isn’t conducive to surfing and they’re traveling more than anything during the summer, exploring New England now that they have a bit of money to do that. It’s been nice but JJ really does miss the beach.

“I’d love to go to the beach,” JJ answers, smile on his lips. He pushes himself up into a sitting position when Pope pulls away enough to do so. 

“I’ll see you both downstairs then,” Mrs. Heyward smiles, closing the door behind her. This privacy has Pope leaning forward to connect their lips in a messy, sleepy kiss. He’s obviously still a bit tired because he pulls away all too soon for JJ’s liking to curl up against his side and press his face into JJ’s neck. 

“Thanks for coming with me,” Pope yawns. They’re flight got in late last night and Pope’s been working overtime the last week while his coworker was out sick. JJ’s just thankful they were able to get away. They thought for a moment they’d have to cancel the trip, but Pope’s boss was nice enough to say they’d cover until his coworker got back to work. 

JJ presses a kiss to Pope’s head, “You know I love seeing your parents.” JJ will be the first to admit he prefers seeing Pope’s parents in Boston, but they hadn’t been able to close down the shop this year for their normal visit. It’s actually JJ’s first time back since he moved out with Pope to Boston five years ago. 

“I know,” Pope says, pulling away so he can meet JJ’s eyes. He places a gentle hand on JJ’s cheek, thumb brushing gently. “But I know you don’t like coming back. I appreciate it.” 

JJ’s heart warms at his words and touch, leaning forward to connect their lips. “It’s not so bad with you here,” JJ admits, because it’s true. Pope has helped him a lot the last few years. He knows when JJ needs comfort, when he needs space. He knows when to help JJ calm down and when to leave him alone. This may be his first time back, but Pope will be by his side the whole time. 

It helps that this reply earns him a little laugh from Pope, one that indicates his embarrassment. “I love you,” Pope smiles, eyes a bit gooey in that way JJ still can’t believe is for him. The way he’s dreamed about his whole life. It’s more than he could have ever asked for. 

“I love you too,” JJ answers, leaning forward to kiss him. He lets out a sigh against Pope’s lips. “And I’d really like to get some in your childhood bedroom, but your mom is going to be suspicious.” Pope laughs freely now, bright and warm and nearly shoves JJ out of bed at his words. 

They’re both laughing when they head down the stairs five minutes later.

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JJPOPE WEEK 2021 ⇒ Day 7: Free choice [insp.]

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JJPOPE WEEK - DAY 6: PRE-RELATIONSHIP

YUCATAN

(this is like very end of s2 if u pretend johnb’s lil speech didn’t happen or very beginning s3 idk u pick. jj is having a moment & pope is like can you please not lose your sense of self on this island right now, tysm. but like in the pope way. @staybeautifulmp3 this is me tagging u ty for ur advice on this <3)

JJ has discovered that capping off the past week of his life by being knocked out and falling two stories into the ocean does not leave him with a very optimistic outlook on life. Especially, this life where he just realized he lost his favorite hat and is deserted on an island in the middle of the North Atlantic. And his fucking head hurts. Spirits are at a low.

So he throws out, what he feels in his current state is, their only choice moving forward.

“I’m saying that’s our best option, bro. I’m serious.”

John B immediately shoots it down.

“No, we’re not going to Yucatan.”

“Alright, big guy. What’s you’re master plan, huh?” He crosses his arms and stares back at John B.

“We gotta find a way to get back to Nassau. That’s where they’re headed. Rafe is gonna cash in, man. We gotta go after them. That’s our money and that’s Pope’s fucking cross. We have to go get what’s ours.”

Even though he doesn’t say anything, Pope agrees (obviously). Pope is not going to give up on this now, no way. This isn’t just about Ward stealing from John B. This is about Rafe and Limbrey and everyone else who thinks they can steal from something that has belonged to Pope’s family for almost 200 years and put their name on it. They think that they can intimidate him and threaten his family and dig up Cecilia’s grave like it was nothing, like his family means nothing to them. Absolutely not. He’s going back and he’s getting what his family rightfully deserves. They might be stuck on this island today but Pope will end up with his cross in the end. Even if everyone isn’t feeling very positive about that right now.

“You really think you’re gonna be able to take them down? Look where we are right now. We’re in the middle of the ocean and, just like always, they’re running away with our shit. The same thing is just gonna keep happening. It’s the natural order, bro. We’re never gonna win. We just have to accept it and move on.”

“Wait, seriously? Are you serious right now?” Kie interjects.

“So, none of this matters anymore because you’re tired and you wanna be done? The gold doesn’t matter? The cross doesn’t matter? Bullshit, JJ.” John B tells him.

“You’re just too stubborn to admit it’s not gonna happen. Someone’s gotta tell you the truth.” JJ steps closer to him.

“Screw you.” John B steps up in response.

“John B, chill.” Sarah attempts to get his attention but it doesn’t work.

They both move at the same time, shoving, and attempting to yell over the other.

“Guys!” Pope steps in between them and eventually pushes them apart. “Guys! Seriously? What the hell?” He yells and throws his hands up.

He looks back and forth between them and lands on JJ in the end. He raises his eyebrows and gives him a face like he’s waiting for him to say something.

“Fuck this.” JJ says, bumping shoulders with Pope as he walks away from the group and off down the beach.

Pope says his name and turns in his direction.

"Dude, don’t. Just let him cool off.” John B puts his hand on Pope’s shoulder to stop him from following.

He feels a sense of déjà vu from the other times he’s been stopped from going after JJ and it makes him feel hot like he’s gonna scream. After that he just feels the guilt sitting at the bottom of his stomach.

He hates that he should have gone after him before. To keep him from going home. To keep him from thinking he has to do everything on his own. Pope still thinks about everything that would have been different if he followed him. No fight with Luke, no blowing $25k, no finding him hurt and crying alone... Pope hears his own voice echoing in his head, ‘There’s about a zero percent chance JJ goes home’.

Now today what would happen if he doesn’t go after him? Less than an hour ago he got hit in the head and fell into the fucking ocean. Pope can only imagine worst case scenarios. They’re on a whole island by themselves who knows where JJ will end up, and what condition he’ll be in.

“He has a fucking concussion, JB. I’m not gonna let him go off alone.” Pope yells as he shakes him off and walks away.

He can still hear Cleo in ear shot behind him asking, “What’s his deal with Mexico anyway?”.

When he catches up, he finds JJ sitting down the shore, just close enough to let the water hit his feet.

"Let me see your eyes." Pope says after he sits down next to him.

"I don't have a concussion." JJ says as Pope reaches over and nudges his chin towards him.

"Yes, you do. Just let me see to make sure-.” Pope stops himself short of sharing a scary list of signs and symptoms that make him uneasy.

"Make sure, what?"

"Nothing, you’re good."

Pope drops his hand into his lap and keeps his eyes on JJ while he goes back to watching the waves.

"You don’t even wanna go to Yucatán." He says after a minute.

"Fuck off. Yes, I do."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah. It’s the dream. Surf all day and eat-"

"Lobsters we catch with our bare hands."

Pope has heard it all before. So has John B and so has Kie. Everyone knows the lines but that doesn't mean they believe them. Pope never believed them.

"Whatever, Pope." He pokes at the sand with a stick that washed up next to him.

"Do you think it would make you feel better?"

Pope doesn’t know if he should admit it out loud or even be thinking it in case it comes back to bite him, but he already feels a little bit better. When he found out that Luke left, he almost cried in relief. Of course, he knows that there are everlasting effects from Luke that will linger in JJ’s life possibly forever but knowing that he’s not physically around to harm him any further is a comfort.

The past couple years haven’t been better or worse necessarily (because how can you really even say that about something like this), it’s just been different. As they all got older, JJ spent more time bouncing from Pope’s and John B’s and less time at his own house. This was obviously a good thing but it didn’t always keep him from the yelling and the fighting.

The night of Midsummers, Pope thought he was gonna be sick seeing JJ like that. Again. Then, the rest of that week obviously wasn’t much better. JJ didn’t say much to Pope the night they found him in the hot tub but a couple nights after John B died they talked at night when they couldn’t sleep. JJ told Pope about seeing Luke after leaving Barry’s and again when he got the key to the Phantom. He said that he didn’t want to go back there and Pope said that he never had to see Luke again if he didn’t want to. He would make sure of it. (As well as everyone else. Over the years, Mr. Heyward had also seen and heard enough from Luke to know how to handle him if, god forbid, he ever showed up on his doorstep.)

Knowing that finally at least Luke was out of state was enough for Pope to at least relax his shoulders for a minute. Yeah, their current situation is definitely not ideal, but at least JJ is safer than he has been in a long time.

“I don’t think that you need to get all the way to Yucatan to be able say, ‘fuck you’.”

He means it. The true ‘fuck you’ isn’t getting to live the life that Luke always wanted. That won’t make him feel any better. Pope knows even if he doesn’t want to say it right now, JJ knows that too.

He still doesn’t say anything though. He just keeps poking at the sand.

“Fuck him. I used to wish all the time that you would show up and tell me that you didn’t have to go back there anymore. That something happened. That he finally fucked with the wrong guy and… I used to feel like a bad person for that.”

JJ turns his head quickly.

“You’re no-,” Pope cuts him off.

“I know I’m not.”

He reaches over, takes JJ’s free hand, and looks him in the eyes.

“I also know that you’re not someone who gives up on the people you love. So, if you’ve decided that you’ve lost all faith in yourself, or whatever, fine. I guess. Just don’t give up on me. This isn’t over for me.” He squeezes JJ’s hand in his. “And if you really need to go all the way to Mexico, I’ll take you there. Just let me get my cross first.”

JJ leans over and rests his head gently on Pope’s shoulder.

“Okay, deal.”

[ironwingedhawk]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 7/7 Fandom: Outer Banks (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: JJ/Pope (Outer Banks) Characters: Pope Heyward, JJ Maybank, John B. Routledge, Kiara “Kie” Carrera Additional Tags: jjpopeweek21, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, First Kiss, canon typical domestic abuse, Domestic Violence, POV Outsider, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Knights - Freeform, Established Relationship, Fluff, Reunions, Future Fic, Alternate Universe - Grishaverse Fusion, The Little Palace (The Grisha Trilogy) Summary:

Collection of my works for JJPopeweek 2021

Day 1: Rewritten scene from Season 2 Day 2: Hurt/Comfort Day 3: Outside POV Day 4: AU Day 5: Fluff and established relationship Day 6: Future Fic Day 7: Free day

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Day 7 - October 10th: Free choice  (Halloween Theme Special! Werewolf!AU)

JJ doesn’t want to do this alone. This whole relationship with Pope is still new, too new to share one of JJ’s deepest secrets. The new relationship just increases the longing of another person, someone to transform with him, help him through the aches and pain. 

The loneliness intensifies as the transformation starts, bones breaking and chest aching. It hurts as the fur brushes up his arms, as hands turn into paws. It hurts as he thinks about another night alone, fending off vampires that hunt them for sport. The dread of the night is his last thought in his human form, the wolf coming out with a snarl. 

JJ’s panting in his wolf form, paws digging into the earth as he takes off into the brush around the island. He knows a lot of the good hiding places but it’s a matter of getting their scot free that’s the issue. He figures if he picks up speed he can beat the vampires before they’re out hunting. 

It’s nearly a perfect night until he runs into something. It yelps in pain, indicating that JJ’s run into someone, not something. He just hopes that it isn’t a vampire. He can’t take the fight tonight, can’t take it with the loneliness he’s feeling right now. 

JJ let’s out a surprised grumble when he sees another werewolf when he gets on all floors again. This werewolf has dark brown fur, silking and smooth, dark eyes narrowed as he stands across from JJ. 

The thing is that JJ doesn’t want to attack, has this feeling he shouldn’t. It would seem the other werewolf gets the same feeling, defensive stance easing and head tilting to the side. JJ takes a tentative step forward, blue eyes scanned over the wolf in front of him 

It’s the connection that gives him the final clue, when their eyes meet. JJ’s blue eyes widen in shock, frozen as he looks into the same brown eyes as Pope’s. 

The other wolf is Pope. 

JJ sucks in a breath, watching as Pope takes a tentative step forward. It has JJ springing into action, surging forward to run his face into Pope’s neck. It elicited a purr from Pope, because they just know. Now that JJ is closer, he can smell Pope clearly. 

It’s everything he’s ever wanted. 

The only problem is the crunching of feet all too close. JJ pulls away with wide eyes, grumbling at Pope and nodding his head in the direction he had been heading. Pope nods, trotting along behind him and keeping an eye out. 

They arrive at a formation of rocks the vampires are never daring enough to climb and JJ leads Pope into his favorite little hiding spot. He curls up in the corner, paw pressing against the floor in front of him as an invitation that Pope takes. 

The warmth that radiates off Pope as he runs his nose against JJ’s neck, curls around him protectively in the way JJ never thought he would have. He loves Pope so much and he plans to tell him when they transform back in the morning. 

For now, he curls up against Pope feeling safer than he ever thought possible.

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Day 5 - October 8th: Fluff or established relationship

JJ shuffles awkwardly behind Pope, eye diverting as he gives the family a moment for their reunion. The pair had barely set foot on the island when Pope found himself in his parent’s arms, words of reassurance exchanged between the family. It has left JJ feeling raw and alone, an emotion he hasn’t felt since before the whole Poguelandia incident. 

It isn’t like the Heyward’s know they’re together. It isn’t like the Heyward’s are JJ’s parents, like they are going to pull him in like the night of the hurricane, the night they thought they lost John B. This is about missing their son, gone for nearly two months. It isn’t like they were worrying about JJ when they had Pope to worry about.

That’s why it’s such a surprise when Heyward steps away from Pope to curl his arms around JJ. He flinches at first, the lingering effect of a father who hits him more than he hugs him, but he’s sinking into his arms only a moment later, clutching at his shirt and seeking the comfort of a father that he never had. 

“Have a place to go, son?” Heyward asks, allowing JJ as much time as he needs in his arms. It’s more than JJ could ever ask for. It’s more than he thinks he deserves but that doesn’t stop him from taking it all in. He knows it’s a bit greedy when Pope is standing next to him, missing his father for months, but JJ can’t seem to help himself. 

“The chateau, sir,” JJ answers, reluctantly pulling away from the warmth that he seeks. Heyward gives him a gentle pat on the shoulder as they pull away. Pope moves a bit closer, close enough that the back of their hands brush. JJ’s surprised when that hand slips into his and he doesn’t miss Heyward’s eyes flickering down.

He waits for the impending fist, waits for the harsh words, but Heyward’s hand simply lands on his shoulder again. It has JJ letting out a surprised gasp, blue eyes a bit wild when he meets that dark brown of Heyward’s, the exact same shade as Pope’s. 

“I can’t imagine there’s food there. You can stay with us as long as you need,” Heyward promises, words gentle. He squeezes JJ’s shoulder reassuringly before he lets his hand fall. He steps aside so he’s standing next to his wife, who is on Pope’s other side with an arm still around his neck, holding him as much as she can. “We can head home now. I’m sure you boys are hungry.”

There is an undertone to his words, an implication that they’ll talk more later. The relief of seeing Pope does not negate the fact they disappeared without a word nearly two months ago. They had a lot to talk about, but that could come later, after the reunion. 

JJ doesn’t move though, ends up rooted to the ground even when Pope steps forward and tugs on his arm a bit. Instead, he looks at the family with wide eyes, disbelieving in a way that has Pope’s lips turning down.

“Come on, J. Let’s go home.”

JJs breath catches because he can’t remember the last time he had a home. It hadn’t been the place he lived with his father, not for a long time, and the Chateau has never truly felt like home. 

But this, the Heywards welcoming him with open arms, Pope’s soft smile and reassuring hand, is all he could have ever asked for when he imagined a home. It’s everything he’s ever really wanted in his life. He just hadn’t allowed himself to think it was ever possible until now. 

“Ok,” he sighs, following the Heywards home, hand held firmly in Pope’s.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 5/7 Fandom: Outer Banks (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: JJ/Pope (Outer Banks) Characters: Pope Heyward, JJ Maybank, John B. Routledge, Kiara “Kie” Carrera Additional Tags: jjpopeweek21, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, First Kiss, canon typical domestic abuse, Domestic Violence, POV Outsider, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Knights - Freeform, Established Relationship, Fluff, Reunions Summary:

Collection of my works for JJPopeweek 2021

Day 1: Rewritten scene from Season 2 Day 2: Hurt/Comfort Day 3: Outside POV Day 4: AU Day 5: Fluff and established relationship

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JJPOPE WEEK 2021 day 5 - jjpope + glances 

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jjpope week 2021 | day 5 ➝ glances

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 4/7 Fandom: Outer Banks (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: JJ/Pope (Outer Banks) Characters: Pope Heyward, JJ Maybank, John B. Routledge, Kiara “Kie” Carrera Additional Tags: jjpopeweek21, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, First Kiss, canon typical domestic abuse, Domestic Violence, POV Outsider, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Knights - Freeform Summary:

Collection of my works for JJPopeweek 2021

Day 1: Rewritten scene from Season 2 Day 2: Hurt/Comfort Day 3: Outside POV Day 4: AU

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JJPOPE WEEK - Day 2: Favourite Episode

[ironwingedhawk]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 4/7 Fandom: Outer Banks (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: JJ/Pope (Outer Banks) Characters: Pope Heyward, JJ Maybank, John B. Routledge, Kiara “Kie” Carrera Additional Tags: jjpopeweek21, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, First Kiss, canon typical domestic abuse, Domestic Violence, POV Outsider, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Knights - Freeform Summary:

Collection of my works for JJPopeweek 2021

Day 1: Rewritten scene from Season 2 Day 2: Hurt/Comfort Day 3: Outside POV Day 4: AU

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Day 4 - October 7th: AU (Roommates AU)

JJ doesn’t think he’ll get a better roommate than John B. The asshole had to go fall in love and move in with his girlfriend, abandoning JJ in the city with an open room and not nearly enough money to pay rent without a roommate. That’s why he ends up posting the opening on craig’s list, crossing his fingers that he doesn’t get some weirdo.

He gets some weirdo.

The problem is that it’s the good kind of weirdo. It isn’t the kind that won’t follow the rules or obsess about hanging out with you because you’re roommates. No. It’s the type of weirdo that has a telescope on their fire escape, knows the name of most of the constellations, and watches sci-fi for comfort. 

It’s the fucking cutest thing JJ has ever experienced in his life. 

JJ didn’t think he could get better than John B until Pope moved in. Heyward - Pope’s dad who seems to go by their last name - is a kind older man who helps Pope move all of his stuff into the apartment. He grills JJ with questions, protective over his only child. It’s apparently Pope’s first place in the city since he graduated school two years ago and Heyward’s just worried about his son. 

(JJ tries not to ignore the twinge of jealousy because his father could care less about him, doesn’t care that he ran off to the city. He simply called every once and while to beg for money.)

It’s easy to assure Heyward until he’s out of the small apartment with a promise to visit soon. It’s that same moment that JJ finally gets to take Pope in and realize how attractive the other is. 

It isn’t just physical attraction either. JJ is attracted to everything about Pope. He finds the science nerd enduring. The gentle touches as they pass each other are reassuring, gentle in a way JJ has never experienced much before. Pope doesn’t even know about his father, doesn’t even have to be told because Pope knows something is up when JJ flinches away one day. He learns quickly and always gives JJ a heads up when he’s going to pat him on the back or pull him into a friendly hug. It’s the most attractive thing JJ has ever experienced. 

And he thinks he doesn’t deserve that kindness. 

He works through basically all of that in therapy - courtesy of Kie when they moved out to the city -  and realizes he has a big old crush on his roommate. The biggest no no in the book. He doesn’t even know if Pope likes guys. He doesn’t want to risk anything because this is one of the best relationships he’s ever had, one of the best friendships he’s ever had. 

The problem is that Pope’s gaze starts to linger when he thinks JJ doesn’t notice. He starts to touch a bit more, brushes across JJ’s waist in the kitchen, or sits a bit too close on the couch so their legs are touching. 

(Pope is making him watch all his favorite sci-fi movies. JJ doesn’t mind them, but he really enjoys watching Pope. He has lines memorized and scenes that he plays out with his hands. It’s the cutest thing JJ has ever seen in his life. He always has a big smile on his face when he catches JJ looking.)

It isn’t till one shitty night that JJ ruins everything. 

The bottle of vodka is nearly empty when Pope comes home from his late night shift at the morgue. JJ’s miserable as he lies across the couch, taking a long pull as the door opens. He knows he was crying at some point, can feel the liquid still on his cheeks. The words won’t stop playing in his head though, his father’s voice taunting him.

Pope stops in the door when he sees JJ, taking a moment to process before he hangs up his coat and closes the door behind him. He spends the rest of the night taking care of JJ, holding him while JJ cries and sobering him up. He even calls to make an appointment with his therapist for the next day. 

JJ kisses him when he finally settles down and falls asleep basically instantly against his chest. 

Pope is gone when he wakes up in the morning to a glass of water and some aspirin waiting for him. 

It’s awkward when Pope wanders back into the house, a bag of greasy takeout in his hand. They don’t talk as Pope takes everything out, offering JJ his own breakfast sandwich and a ridiculous amount of hash browns.

“Did you mean it?”

“I’m sorry!”

They talk over each other as JJ finally takes his seat at the table, both pausing to meet each other’s gaze. JJ swallows the lump in his throat, eyes wide. The nerves are fluttering in his stomach, but he nods anyway.

He gasps when Pope’s lips connect with his, gentle and kind and everything JJ has been dreaming about for weeks now. He can’t remember someone treating him with such care before, like he was precious. 

“Thanks, fuck,” Pope mutters against his lips. “I was so worried you didn’t mean it.” 

“Of course I did. I’ve liked you for ages,” JJ whispers, forehead resting against Pope’s. Pope’s laugh is quiet and breathy, eyes closed as he soaks in the moment. 

“Same.”

And then they’re kissing again, breakfast long forgotten.

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JJPOPE WEEK 2021 day 4 - jjpope + colours