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@justinxdixon

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All Josie wanted and planned on doing for sure that day was rescuing her poor, old hoodie she knew was still hanging in the backroom of the shitty mini mart she’d been fired from months prior. She didn’t expect the cruel twist of being bombarded on top of that. Josie should’ve known at that point that her life was a chain of little moments where some higher power was getting off on watching her suffer. As she yanked her arms through the sleeves, she skidded to a sudden stop upon seeing Justin. Fuck. Brutal would’ve been an understatement in describing the way their last encounter ended, and the more Josie got in her head about it, the more she felt like she fucked up massively. He could’ve been the best thing for her, and all she did was cut him down like every good thing in her life. It was so dumb. She didn’t know why it scared her so much, why accepting the fact that maybe there was someone who could see past the surface with her was so fucking hard. Whatever the case, she owed him something, some kind of explanation to show she wasn’t always a cruel, unfeeling bitch. Maybe an apology would be the first place to start.

She was knocked from her trance as a couple walked by her, the reality of the situation hitting her. The city was big enough that this chance might’ve be her only moment to try and patch things up. If she could sort-of do that with Chloe, why not him? With a breath, she stepped closer until she was just within a few feet of him. “Justin, hey. Look, I, uh…oh, are…are those roses?” @justinxdixon

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He had spent the last few months doing his level best to avoid Josie Garrett at all costs. It wasn’t easy - a lot of the places he would usually be or exist were places she was likely to be. Luckily, with the news that there was a kid on the way, Justin’s life was shifting away from the man he was when he was in love with Josie, and into something else entirely. The need to go into those spaces was lessened, and the more time went by without seeing her, the less likely it seemed that they would ever bump into one another again. Despite the risk of seeing her seeming to be low, he still hadn’t fully shaken the habit of shopping in the mini mart she had been fired from. It wasn’t likely that she’d return to the scene of her firing and humiliation. Here, at least, he was safe.

Or so he thought. He was filling a basket with spaghetti and apple juice - just the basics - and a bunch of red roses for Jess. But as he turned to check out the shelf behind him, he realised that his attempts not to run into Josie Garrett had failed him today - not only that, but she wanted to talk. Justin couldn’t help but wince. “Um, hey yourself.” He glanced at the roses, seemingly just remembering they were in his hand. “Oh. Yeah. I just…” He didn’t know how to explain the situation, so he trailed off with a shrug, hoping that the fact he was buying roses at all would let her know he was moving on.

jessxjoplin:

Jess watched, her expression mostly neutral. She was eerily calm about the everything, but that was also just in her nature. She’d gone with the flow for as long as she could remember. Did she want to be a mom in her late twenties? Not really. That was never what she envisioned her life to be. However, she couldn’t help but think about those parents with overbearing love for their kids. Even Kurt Cobain loved being a father while it lasted. Who was she to cross that off her list when she didn’t even know what it entailed yet? “Yep,” she replied, eyebrows lifting as she let that hang in the air along with Justin’s words. This was obviously something neither of them expected. She offered him a half-hearted smile back before shrugging. “Kind of. I guess that’s why I wanted to talk to you first,” she admitted, adjusting her position so that she could link her arm though his. “I like you a lot, dude. I know that things are kind of dysfunctional right now, but despite all that, I don’t want to end any of this. I don’t want to freak you out just because of a positive pee stick either, though.” She sighed softly, her gaze now downcast to her hands where she fiddled with her own fingers. “I haven’t make any decisions on keeping it yet or anything, cause I’m kind of on the fence for both ways. I just…I want to make sure we’re good first before any life altering choices are made.”

Justin wasn’t father material. Not now, at least. If his own dad was anything to go by, he might not ever be. Both his parents had split when he was in middle school, and though he’d done more than his fair share of babysitting for his younger siblings or extra cash, he wasn’t sure he was in a place where he could raise a kid of his own. He stayed silent for a moment, thinking over what Jess had to say. It was clear she hadn’t anticipated this any more than she had, but she was relatively serene over it, and that made it easier to take a step back, to pause and to think.

“Oh?” He asked. He couldn’t deny that she was surprised that she was asking him for his input, but it wasn’t a bad thing. In fact, it wasn’t until she had done it that he realised how much it mattered to him. So few people asked him for his thoughts. The more she spoke, the clearer it became that Jess was putting him first. For the first time in his life, somebody was thinking about him. The idea of it made his heart bang a little faster in a way he wasn’t expecting. Once her arm looped through his, he raised his other hand, taking hold of her chin and tilting it up so he could kiss her again. “I’m not freaked out,” he assured her as they broke apart. “I mean, I could be freaking out. And I think I would be if it wasn’t, you know... you.” He paused for a moment, letting the impact of his words wash over the both of them. “But I’m not. I’m good. We’re good. That’s a little weird to me, but I’m glad about it. You don’t have to worry about where we are, Jess. We’re going to do fine regardless.”

jessxjoplin:

Jess made a face, not sure if this was a surprise he was going to enjoy. If the roles were reversed and she was the dude, she wasn’t sure what she’d do or say, especially considering that this was news with the potential to blow up someone’s life. “So polite,” she quipped, giving him a small grin before taking a breath. After her spiel had paused, she tried to register any sense of understanding on his face, but it didn’t come. Not yet, anyways. She’d been dancing around what she was really trying to say, and it was clear that she had to be straight up with him. Her expression dropped a little at the ‘only think of me as a friend’ comment, shaking her head. “You doofus,” she muttered before placing a hand against the back of his neck and pulling him in for a long kiss. She broke away with a sigh, hoping that made her feelings about him a little more clear. “There’s sort of…someone else, but not in the way you’re thinking.” With one more breath, she decided to just have it out in the open. “I’m pregnant, Justin, and considering you’re the only guy I’ve been seeing for the past few months, it’s safe to say it’s yours, so…yep.”

The kiss set his mind at ease somewhat. It was nice, in a way, to have that instant reassurance. He had spent so long hung up on Josie, and never truly knowing where he stood. He didn’t have those doubts with Jess, but he also wasn’t about to think too hard about it. For now, they were taking each day as it came, and he was happy. He couldn’t remember the last time he could truly say that. “Well, you can’t blame me for being worried,” he grinned, stealing another quick kiss from her before letting her go, moving back so he could look at her face. His brow furrowed in confusion, but when she finally spoke the words, comprehension dawned on his face. “Ah,” he said. It wasn’t the best reaction in the world, even he knew that. It wasn’t that he didn’t want kids, but never did he think it would be happening so soon. The thought had never even crossed his mind. There was so much that wasn’t ideal about their situation. As much as he liked Jess, they hadn’t been together too long. Justin was still waiting for the penny to drop and her to run for the hills, in truth. He was a bright guy,, but still a student, still sold drugs on the side, and his own family life was less than desirable. He had so little to offer her, and even less to offer a child. “Well, that’s good to know,” he smiled weakly. Reacting to the fact they were exclusive before her pregnancy probably wasn’t his smartest move either. “So have you... thought about what you want to do about it?”

jessxjoplin:

The way his smile faltered had Jess grimacing herself, not wanting to totally scare the guy off. As much as she enjoyed her time with him, she didn’t know him long enough to feel like it was appropriate to totally flip his world upside down. There wasn’t a proper way around it, though, so diving in would likely be easiest. “I’m all about the mystery,” she said, bringing her hands up and wiggling her fingers for emphasis before dropping them to her side. “Oh, don’t worry, I’m just peachy, but, uh…is it okay if I sit?” she asked, setting herself down beside him before waiting for an answer. “So…we’ve been hanging out a lot, and we’ve been…y’know, doing more than hanging out, too,” she tried to explain. “And don’t get me wrong, it’s fun. You’re a lot of fun to be around. But, I guess a few of those times, with the ‘more than hanging out’, we probably weren’t as careful as we could’ve been…you with me so far?”

“You’re lucky I like surprises,” Justin said, letting out a low chuckle. The fact they were joking around was a good sign, but he couldn’t help feeling a little on edge. Maybe it was nothing, but he was picking up some seriously odd vibes. There was something going on - he just wasn’t sure exactly what it was yeah. “Uh, yeah, sure. You don’t have to ask to sit down, you know.I mean, it’s not like I’d say no.” He managed to cut off his rambling to let her speak, falling quiet to listen to her. Justin wasn’t a stupid person. In fact, his smarts were one thing he always had going for him. There were times, though, where his brain power failed him, and this was one of them. “I think so,” he answered, brows knitting together as he repeated her words in his head. Once she had begun speaking, he thought he was sure where this was going, but her comment on being careful had him totally stumped. “Is this the part where you tell me it’s been fun, but you only think of me as a friend? Or is there... something else?”

“Hey, you,” Jess called out, wearing a smirk. Calling him you was more of a joke than anything. She knew Justin…or at least sort of knew. She’d been spending a lot of the last few weeks with him, and you got to know people pretty quick that way. “We need to talk.” She paused, making a face when she realized how that might’ve sounded harsh, or like a predictor for bad things about to come around the corner. “Not in a ‘I’m-dumping-your-ass-and-headed-west’ need to talk kind of way. Don’t be nervous. Or maybe do, I don’t know.” She planted her hands on her hips, the smile not as strong as before but still keeping it on her lips. She didn’t want to scare the poor guy off completely. “You busy?” @justinxdixon

To say Justin had been unlucky in relationships was an understatement. He had lurched from one crazy girl to another, spent the last few years fucking around with someone he had fallen in love with. He had no expectations of anything with Jess, but that had been a good thing. Hanging out with her had been easy. There had been no pressure between the two of them, none of that heavy feeling and tentativeness he carried with Josie. He felt more like himself than he had done in a long time, and he supposed he owed that to her. “Hey yourself,” he responded, shooting her a grin - one that quickly disappeared when she declared that they need to talk. “Uh-huh?” He reached up, catching his throat in a nervous gesture. “Sounds sort of ominous, but I’m not busy. Are you okay?”

josiegarrett‌:

“No, it’s…” Josie searched for words, but they didn’t come. It was even harder when Justin took everything she thought she knew and pushed it back in her face. It wasn’t intentional, she knew that, but his words hit so fucking hard. Most people would let her be a bitch and burn everything down, but now she was actually having to face it. Maybe you don’t think that at all. Maybe it’s just me. God, she wanted nothing more in that moment than for Chloe to show up and rescue her. Or punch the shit out of her again. Anything to get her out of this. Any fake anger that she was able to muster up before was gone. She was angry, but more at herself for all this shit she’d caused. “It’s not you,” she replied, her voice a lot quieter than before. “I mean, it is, but it isn’t. You…you deserve a way out, Justin. You deserve so much better than me. This…this was supposed to be you and me being idiot friends who smoke too much and like sex. I don’t think…” She trailed off, getting choked up again. “I don’t want to hurt you. I know I already have and that everything’s fucked up, but I really don’t. I just don’t know if I could ever love you how you want or deserve to be loved.”

Justin pressed his lips together. Despite the fact she was trying, for now, at least, to respond to what he had said in a way that was almost kind, he didn’t believe her. It was on him. He wasn’t good enough, like he had never been for anybody. “That’s bullshit,” He said, his voice little more than a whisper, but edged in something far sharper. “If I wanted a way out, I would tell you. You don’t know what I deserve. Can you even tell me anything about my life, right now? Where I grew up, my family? Do you even remember my last name? If you just got to know me...” He trailed off, and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Maybe you should go.”

josiegarrett‌:

“I didn’t…” She trailed off, teeth gritted as she attempted to hold back what she wanted to say. She’d already blown things to smithereens with Chloe and James. She wasn’t sure adding Justin to her list of casualties was something she could handle. Maybe she’d have to, though. In a way, being alone was something she deserved. If things were already so fucked, what was a little more ruin? “Saw something,” she scoffed with a shake of her head. She shrugged, hands out as if that would give either of them some answer or clarity. She didn’t know where to go from there, but with Josie being Josie, her natural next step? Ruining it. “Wow. You must really love me if you’re just going to let me leave like that. It’s nice to know that you don’t actually mean what you say,” she replied, knowing her words were about to light the fuse and burn everything between them. “Maybe next time you tell someone that, you should mean it, because you obviously don’t love me. You can’t.”

Justin was utterly speechless. He gaped at her for a moment, unable to even formulate words. He had thought she wanted him to back off, but when he had done so, he had, somehow, made things worse. “That’s not fair,” he said, but he had gone beyond trying to placate her. There was anger in his tone now, an utter frustration that she would twist his words like that. “What, because I’m not throwing myself at your feet and making an idiot of myself, it means I don’t mean what you say? For someone who think they’re unloveable, you sure have a lot of ideas about it. Maybe you don’t think that at all. Maybe it’s just me.”

josiegarrett‌:

“No,” Josie stated as she quickly put her shirt on with shaky hands. “You can’t just say ‘I love you’ and then ask me to forget it. That’s…that’s not how it works.” She took a breath, not sure exactly where this was supposed to go. Justin was her friend. He’d been for as long as she could remember. This shook everything she knew to its core. If Justin wasn’t her friend anymore, what the hell did she have left? She ran a hand through her hair before letting it drop to her side. “Why? H-how? I am the most fucked up, unlovable person on Earth, Justin, so…why?” She didn’t want to get emotional again. This wasn’t her. It was probably a completely rational reaction, but she felt embarrassment as tears pricked her eyes for the second time that evening. She felt stupid. “Of all people, why me?”

Justin let his shoulder slump, his back rest against the headboard, and tried desperately to look at anything but her. “It isn’t like there’s a rulebook for these things,” he pointed out. His upbringing had been so dysfunctional that love was something he had never truly known, but he thought he had found it with Josie. How he had misjudged things so badly was beyond him. “There doesn’t have to be a reason why. I just do. I guess I just saw something in you.” He shouldn’t have to justify himself. It wasn’t normal to be treated like he had done something awful for saying I love you. “Look, if you don’t want to be here, then you can go. I won’t stop you. But please don’t act like I’ve done something to hurt you. I’m not the bad guy here.”

josiegarrett‌:

Josie was in the midst of searching for her shirt when she heard him say her name. There was a weird sense of urgency behind it, so much so that she glanced over her shoulder to look at him. Her eyebrows narrowed as he straightened himself up. She blinked, letting the words settle in once again. There obviously wasn’t any joke that could be made from it this time. His expression showed that this was real feelings being expressed, and that scared the shit out of Josie. “Oh…” she said, somehow feeling like she’d been punched. “But…w-why? What are…why would you even say something like that?” she asked, her voice barely louder than a whisper at this point.

No. No, no no no no no no. Fuck. It wasn’t supposed to go like this, and all Jusrtin could hear in his head was alarm bells, the sound of ringing drowning out everything and anything. He raised a hand to run through his hair, his mind running overtime to try and think of a way to get out of this, to try and take it back, but they both knew it was too late. He had pushed her too far, and it was all about to blow up in his face. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice so small he couldn’t recognise it. He never thought he would be following an i love you with an I’m sorry, but life was a bitch. “Forget I said anything.”

josiegarrett‌:

Josie’s eyes darted between him and where her fingers played around with a loose string on the blanket. She was in a place where, despite being naked, literally and metaphorically, she was comfortable. It was never weird with Justin. She could always just be, no questions asked. What did have her look up was when he uttered his next sentence. She blinked, unsure if she’d heard him properly. When she realized that, yes, those were the actual words out of his mouth, she let out a small giggle. “Wow. The sex was that good, huh? Love you too, you idiot,” she replied, sitting up slightly. Her words came out in a playful manner, and she was still blissfully unaware of how much weight they held on his side of things. “I don’t know about you, but I could really use a shower right about now.”

He didn’t realise until he let it out in a big ‘whoosh’ of air that he had been holding his breath. He could have laughed along with her, if it wasn’t so utterly frustrating. She had heard what he had to say, but hadn’t listened to what he meant, hadn’t heard how serious he was. He could have left it there, and part of him wanted to. Either she hadn’t listened, or she was deliberately misunderstanding him. But he had come this far, hadn’t he? He may never pluck up enough courage to do this again. He may as well see this through, and deal with the consequences. “Josie,” he propped himself up on his elbows, readjusting so he could look her in the eye. “I wasn’t joking. I love you.”

josiegarrett‌:

*they bang and it’s glorious and all that jazz xo*

Josie yanked Justin’s bed sheets up to her chest, suddenly cold now that they weren’t moving as much. She’d almost forgotten all the bullshit that had landed her in his bed in the first place, running a hand through her now disheveled hair. “Wow, that was…interesting. As always.” She leaned over and placed a gentle kiss against his cheek. As much as this was something they’d always seemed to do before, the circumstances were different. Getting all emotional on him wasn’t the norm, and the fact that he still wanted to fuck her despite showing up like a sobbing lunatic actually meant a lot. “Thanks, for…well, not freaking out like most guys would, you know? I don’t know what the fuck I’d do without you. ”

Justin propped himself up on his elbow, shifting to one side so he could look at her. Though his breathing was slowly returning to its normal rate, his heart still felt like it could beat out of his chest. “Don’t mention it,” he said, offering a lop-sided smile at her apology. The sex between them was always great, but that wasn’t why he liked her so much. Josie was different to anybody he had ever known, and the face that she was here with him, and it was he she had chosen to comfort her at her low point meant a lot. Sure it showed that whatever feelings he had for her, she felt the same? That it wasn’t all in his head? And so he swallowed his hesitation, and cleared his throat to speak the words he had been holding back for so long. “Hey. I - uh, I love you.”

josiegarrett‌:

“I’m always thinking of others,” Josie purred. That statement couldn’t have been further from the truth, but she wasn’t in a place to be holding back or filtering herself. Especially not when she was with Justin and he was willing to do whatever it took to get her off. She let out a content sigh as his lips traced against her skin, becoming slightly more vocal the lower he dipped. Her back automatically arched into his touch as she let herself enjoy the sensations of it all. His next move, however, had her jerking slightly into an almost upright position. “Justin, Jesus,” she cried out, a hand automatically tangling into his hair. Her chest heaved slightly, although that didn’t seem to discourage him at all. “Makes me wonder what other things you can do with that sexy mouth of yours,” she chuckled softly, the laugh melting into a groan as he continued with his actions. As if to encourage him to move further along, she traced a free hand down his abdomen and stopped short once she reached the waistband of his pants. She let her hand travel across the soft material with a smirk.

Justin let out a low chuckle against her skin. “Not quite sure I believe that,” he teased her. Many aspects of Josie were a mystery to him, but he knew that much at least. He let out a contented sigh before resuming what he was doing, enjoying the reactions he was drawing from her. He grinned again when she said his name, grazing her nipple with his teeth before pulling away, moving to the other side of her chest. “We’ve got time to find out,” he pointed out. He was already halfway there, but when her hand travelled across his waistband, he felt himself getting hard. Resting his forehead against her, he moved his hand and grabbed her wrist, guiding her hand below his waist band, moving her touch where he wanted it.

josiegarrett‌:

Josie smirked, only feeling the smirk grow as Justin expertly unhooked her bra. This wasn’t her first time doing this kind of thing with Justin. Sometimes she thought that they fucked more than they actually talked. It didn’t take the thrill out of it, though. Being able to push all the messy shit out of her mind and just focus on his touch? That was more than she could ask for in that moment. Even the way he said her name make her grin against against his neck. He was helping her more than anyone else had been in the past few weeks. She let out a light yelp that turned into a giggle as he shifted their position. She let the laugh melt away against his lips once they kissed again, only breaking it to tug and his shirt. “Off,” she breathed, her hand bunched up in the material. “Might as well start making a clothing pile now if have to do your laundry or whatever.”

Justin wasn’t exactly pleased about her breaking the kiss, but dutifully pushed himself off of her, settling into kneeling position and tugging his shirt over his head, tossing it over his shoulder. “It’s considerate of you to help me with that,” he smirked, gazing down at her and tracing his fingers over her collarbone. Things with Josie always seemed to hurtle forward at forty miles an house. There were times where he really wanted to slow down and savour the moments he had with her, but it never felt like the right time, even though in moments like this he lingered on the precipice of it. Before the tone could shift too dramatically, he moved forward again, peppering kisses over her neck and jaw.He moved his hands down, finding her chest. Fingers massaged her breast, thumbs rubbed lightly over nipples, and the direction of his kisses followed suit. He placed a kiss on the swell of each breast, before taking a nipple in his mouth and swirling his tongue around it, fingers still playing with the other.

josiegarrett‌:

Josie knew better than to question whatever Justin meant by that response, hoping it was just a bit of sarcasm to lighten the mood. “Don’t make me gag,” she muttered with a small smirk. If there was something Justin was great at, it was providing her with a momentary escape. Calling him a friend with benefits felt cliched and didn’t fit how she viewed him as a person. He was more than just a stupid label. However, in that moment, labels were comforting. It meant that she could kiss him as hard as she wanted and not worry about feelings getting in the way. She blinked, almost amused by his response. Her words came from a place of lust, but his were uncharacteristically sentimental. “Yeah? Someone’s getting sappy,” she snickered before letting herself be pulled towards the bed and crawling on top of him. She broke away from the kiss momentarily, yanking off her t-shirt and enjoying the view from where she straddled his waist. “I guess this isn’t too bad of a view,” she smirked at him before leaning back down and meeting his neck with her lips.

“I’m wounded,” Justin teased, pressing his hand to his chest to cover his heart. Though he was joking, it still smarted a little that she didn’t return his words of adoration, no matter how much he downplayed them. Still, this was better than nothing. Getting to touch her, kiss her, and be the person she came to when she wanted to vent her feelings was enough. “Yeah?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow. His hands settled on either side of her, thumbs stroking over the hollows of her hips, revealed by her newly shirtless state. “I think I prefer it down here.” He bit his lip. His hands roamed over her exposed skin, tracing a pathway from the hips to the clasp of her bra and undoing the fastenings. “Josie,” he groaned, once her lips had made contact with his neck. He let her continue for a moment, then, without warning, hooked his arms around her legs and flipped them over, propping himself up over her. His eyes raked over her, and he bit his lip, before bending down to capture her lips with his again.

josiegarrett‌:

Josie couldn’t help but roll her eyes, scoffing at his comment. “I must be your fucking dream girl, then,” she deadpanned, running her knuckles under her own eyes in an attempt to get rid of any black makeup pooled there. Pathetic seemed to be a regular state of being for Josie recently, and it was normally something she’d only let certain people encounter. Her lowest of lows weren’t something she was proud to share. Justin had already watched her sob like a child over what was probably the littlest of things she could’ve worrying about, though, so it wasn’t like she had much left to lose. If there was anyone she could trust herself with in this state, it was him. He was there for her. She practically sighed with relief when his lips found hers. She was gentle at first, letting him control the movements before going all in. She pressed herself to him, arms wrapped around his neck as if even that wasn’t close enough. Her fingers traced against the back of his neck. “You’re not,” she muttered as she pulled away to take a breath. “I want this. You. I always want you, Justin.”

“You could say that,” Justin shrugged, evasively. Though he had never said it out loud, he thought he had been fairly obvious in how he felt about Josie, and to call her his dream girl wasn’t too far from the truth. Even like this, hurting and upset, he still found it endearing, and was still honoured that, of everyone, it was him she had chosen to comfort her when she needed it most. When it was just the two of them, there was little else that mattered to him. Everything outside that room was switched off. She was here, telling him she wanted him, and maybe she meant in the same way he wanted her. Perhaps, for once in his life, he would be that lucky. He waited for her confirmation before kissing her again, and encouraged by her assurances, it was rougher this time. His hand went to her hips, clutching them tightly, and he backed her towards the bed. “You always got me,” he said, pulling away just enough to get the words out. They reached the bed, and he turned slightly, falling onto the mattress and pulling her on top of him and into another kiss.

josiegarrett‌:

It may not have been perfect, but Justin was at least trying with her and not running away or clamming up like most men would when it came to dealing with emotions. She appreciated that more than anything. She slowly nodded against his chest once he brought up staying over. There was no way she was going home with the state she was in, she’d just have to send James a text later. “You’re kind of my fucking savior right now,” she sighed, muttering against the material of his shirt. She’d calmed down to the point where she wasn’t completely hysterical. She finally felt brave enough to pull back slightly from his embrace and look him in the eye again. She let her arms loosely wrap around his waist, physically letting him know she didn’t want to be completely out of his hold. “Sorry I probably just destroyed your shirt,” she mentioned quietly, hoping she didn’t manage to smudge a bunch of mascara on it along with soaking the poor guy. “Tequila would be awesome. A movie’s okay, but I had a different sort of distraction in mind…you know,” she suggested gently, shrugging a bit. “If you’re not into that, though, I get it. It’s fine. I probably just killed the mood entirely anyways, looking and being like this.”

Justin rubbed her arms gently. Had it been anybody but Josie, he probably would have been thinking about ways to get them out of the door and on their way. But it was her, and given the depths of how he felt about her, there was no way he was turning her away. She could stay for as long as she wanted to, or as long as she wanted him, and he would not complain. “Nah. I just have a thing for damsels in distress,” he joked, shifting slightly to glance down at her. He didn’t move his arms from around her, though he did loosen them slightly, allowing her space to break away from his touch if she wanted. “It’s fine. I gotta do laundry anyway,” he shrugged. It was a lie, but he didn’t want her to worry too much about it when she had so much else going on. At her suggestion, his eyebrows shot up, though he wasted no time in lowering his face and brushing his lips against hers gently. “Are you sure? I’d hate to take advantage...” he murmured, though he didn’t bother waiting for a response before pressing his mouth against her more firmly, kissing her hungrily.

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Josie wasn’t always robotic, but actually facing her emotions was something she’d never fully be able to cope with. It all felt so alien. Actually letting herself be pathetic and sad and broken? That was an entirely new concept. There was nothing fun about it, but it was a flood that, for the time being, couldn’t be contained. She moved forward as she was brought into Justin’s embrace, but she remained stiff as his arms wrapped around her. “How?” she croaked, her voice laced with the tremor that came from trying to talk through tears. “I don’t see how it can get better from here. I can’t talk to Chloe about it cause I don’t want to push this shit on to her, and James will just say ‘I told you so.’ I just don’t know what to do…and now I’m dragging you into this whole mess. God. Fuck. I’m sorry. I’m so fucking scared, Justin.” If there was anyone she could safely lose her composure in front of, it was him. Even if she didn’t want to, she had little choice but to finally give in to him. She pressed her face to his chest, trusting that his shirt would be enough to muffle the sobs that suddenly overtook her frame. “I’m s-so sorry,” she managed to choke out before another round of ugly crying hit.

Justin had never seen Josie like this and he hated it. All he wanted to do was make everything all right for her again, but that was easier said than done. Emotional support wasn’t something he was used to giving, even in situations like this where it was sorely needed. All he could do was hold her in his arms and hope that it gave her some semblance of comfort. “I don’t know how exactly. But I do know that it will be okay. I’ll even help you find a new job, if you want. You don’t even have to tell James and Chloe anything until you ace the interview,” he garbled, desperately trying to offer solutions that would help her stop crying. “You don’t have to apologise to me, Josie. I’m glad you’re here,” he murmured, kissing the top of her head gently. “Do you want to stay here tonight? Or as long as you need to. We can drink tequila and watch a shitty movie, whatever you want.”

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