Consent
JJ x Reader
Description: The Pogues teach a boy a very important lesson on consent.
Word Count: 2.9k
A/N: okay I got a little carried away, but a very important lesson in this one, doesn’t go any further than some non consensual touches, but still a very serious topic :)
“(y/n), c’mon we gotta get over to John B’s to meet the boys!” Kiara yelled from the other room.
“You could help me find my other shoe rather than yell at me if you want this to move faster you know!” you called back, leaning down still searching for the matching converse.
After another five minutes of you and Kie looking you found it and tied it on.
“Okay, let’s goooo,” you smiled and grabbed the keys to your jeep.
You moved to the island a few months after Kie, around the time things had started falling apart between her and Sarah. Your Mom was big in the Hotel business so you were considered a Kook, but you had a love for the simpler things in life, Kie saw this and took you under her wing and introduced you to the boys.
Your mom could be more on the strict side and wasn’t a fan of you hanging out with the Pogues, but that just seemed like an extra push to start hanging out with them. Usually you would be dressed like a Kook when going out, no matter what the event, had to keep up your mom's nice reputation, but tonight was different. Your mother was off the island for the week due to some conference she had to attend, this meant you didn’t have anyone looking over your shoulder telling you what to wear, how to act, or correcting your posture every few seconds.
As soon as she left you told Kie to come and to bring outfit choices, this party would be the first one you could go to dressed how you wanted. Silly issue to be having, but the adrenaline rush this was giving you was something else.
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Pulling into John B’s house you saw all the boys carrying the keg into his van, and you girls wasted no time in jumping out and rushing to help pack things.
“Hey ladies how- woah (y/n),” JJ’s words came to a halut as he saw what you were wearing.
Usually every part of you was covered in public, meaning one piece swimsuits or tankini sort of things, tonight you were wearing a bandeau bikini top with an unbuttoned shirt hanging off your shoulders, leaving your midriff exposed for the first time. Your jean shorts were also shorter than usual, but the whole outfit just felt so, so you, for the first time.
“Doesn’t she look great? Her mom is out of town for the week and we’re finally able to figure out her inner Pogue look,” Kie squealed. John B let out one of the whistles that are usually only heard in movies,
“Damn (y/n), finally showing some skin,” he winked and pushed your shoulder as he walked past and into his house for the last load of beers.
“Yeah gonna be a struggle to keep all the horny tourists off you (y/n),” Pope laughed and got into the van to get ready to go. Kie followed him and as you went to do the same JJ finally found his words again.
“Uh, yeah, really trying to steal my shirtless look aren't you,” He joked and slung an arm around your shoulders causing some butterflies to stir.
You and JJ had always joked and stuff back and forth, but you couldn’t help the feelings that grew for him, but you didn’t think he felt the same, he flirted with Kie as well, and any girl that would cross his path for that matter, so you saw it as just a helpless crush.
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After arriving at the boneyard the crew set everything up and people slowly started filtering in, and Kie was quick to pull you out and you both started conversations with anyone who was willing to talk. Every so often JJ would swing by and replace your empty drink with a full one, you’d smile and thank him, and then disappear again.
Within an hour the party was in full swing and you were properly tipsey, not drunk, but just enough that you could feel your worries slip away.
Noticing your cup was near empty you finished it and started making your way towards where JJ was at the drink table, you made eye contact and before you could hold your cup up to signal you were empty a hand came to rest on your hip and turned you away from where you were going.
“Oh, uh hi,” you look up to see some boy that you had never seen around before.
“Well hello there gorgeous,” he smiled a crooked smile that some would see as cute, but you were all too aware of his hand that was making its way lower from its original placement on your hip. Trying to casually break away, you removed his hand and offered a quick,
“Sorry I need to go grab a refill,” before trying to walk away again.
Within seconds his arm was slung around your shoulders.
“Ah perfect, I'm empty too, i’ll join you.” he smiled again and not knowing what else to do. You offered a small nodd, knowing as soon as you got closer to your friends they would take care of him.
Back on your original course you looked up and made eye contact with JJ from a distance again, who was already looking at you, as well as Pope and John B. Even from a distance they could tell you were not comfortable, as you drew closer they already had a plan.
“Ah! (Y/n/n), what’s up?” John B smiled a grin full of mischief as you finally reached the table.
You opened your mouth to respond but the boy beside you took it upon himself to pull you closer to himself and answer for you.
“The lady and I just need a refill,” he answered and sent a wink your way.
Knowing the boys had something up their sleeve you played along and sent him a fake smile and finished it with an eye roll sent towards JJ as soon as the boy looked away.
“Well sure thing bud,” Pope smiled and sent a wink your way.
Before you knew it a cup beer was spilt all over the boy, and also you due to your proximity. The beer all over the boy caused him to release his hold and take a step back. Within these seconds JJ and John B had swung around the table, JJ pulling you towards him and John B offering apologies to the boy.
“Oh bro I am so sorry, that usually never happens,” John B was fighting off a smile, everyone knowing it had happened on purpose.
The boy scowled and looked back at you now in the arms of JJ, somehow not realizing that you weren’t interested.
“C’mon,” he motioned to you, “let’s go dry off somewhere quiet.”
“Nah man, I’ve got her, don’t worry I’ll take good care of her.” JJ responded and pulled you towards the back of the drink table with him.
The boy rolled his eyes and finally walked away. As soon as he was out of view, you hit Pope in the arm. “That's for soaking me with beer,” followed by a hug for each of them, “and that's for taking care of him.” you laughed and the boys did as well.
“Here,” JJ spoke, taking the unbuttoned shirt off he was wearing and replacing your beer soaked one with his.
“Not like I need a shirt anyways, the ladies love a bare chest.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you and you laughed again as you shrugged on the new shirt. It was a bit bigger than the one you originally were wearing but smelled of JJ so it didn’t matter.
You hung with the boys and helped fill drinks until a particular song came on. You looked across the beach and saw Kiara doing the same, as soon as you made eye contact she started running towards you.
“Gotta go boys, this is Kie and I’s song!” you yelled at them before breaking into a run yourself and meeting Kie in the middle, breaking into a crazy set of jumping and movements that could very loosely be described as “dancing”.
Feeling the alcohol running through your veins you close your eyes and throw your hands to the sky, head leaning back and spin in a circle, truly enjoying yourself. Opening your eyes you saw that Kie was doing some weird set of moves herself and you both laughed until you felt unwanted hands on your hips and a mouth by your ear,
“Forget about me?” the boy from before whispered and you slightly panicked, Kie making eye contact with you and felt the tension.
“Uh hey dude, did she say you could hold her like that?” She asked as she moved closer, going to make an attempt at breaking him off but the boy just tightened his grip and pulled the two of you away, you could feel little finger shaped bruises forming where his grip held strong. You saw her eyes flicker behind you and a smirk fell on her lips.
“Dude, I think you have about ten seconds to let her go before you get the shit beat out of you.” Kie said in a sing-song voice looking directly at the boy with determination in her eyes.
You heard him scoff and he moved his arms around you fully, a hand about to rest on your breast before you struggled and he was ripped off of you and you were in the arms of a more familiar boy.
JJ held you to his chest and you relaxed into him, already feeling safer.
“Bro what the fuck is your problem?” The still unnamed boy looked at JJ with rage in his eyes.
By now a crowd was forming around JJ, the boy and yourself, and the music had cut off. Kiara, Pope, and John B all made their way to yours and JJ’s side, all staring at the boy who dared try to make a move on you without permission.
“What’s my problem? Dude what’s yours? You can’t just go around touching girls because you can’t keep it in your pants.” JJ retaliated.
“Oh please, she was enjoying it, weren’t you sweetheart?” He winked at you.
“Nah nah nah, you don’t look at her, you’re speaking to me,” JJ looked at him with daggers in his eyes, “and I don’t think she expressed any type of way of saying that she enjoyed your touch.”
“If she didn’t want my attention then maybe she should have been wearing something less..,” the boy tried to scan your body with his eyes, “revealing. She was basically asking for it.” The boy cocked his head to the side and stood his ground.
JJ pushed you behind him, lacing his fingers in your own to show that he still had you, but not allowing the perverted boy to look at you anymore.
“EXCUSE ME?” Kie tried to launch herself at the boy, but was held back by Pope.
“What the fuck bro, the way someone dresses does not give you permission to do ANYTHING.” Pope spoke, still holding onto Kie’s thrashing form.
“Listen here you little punk,” JJ sent a pointed look at the boy, “just because a girl is feeling confident, and wears something to show that, doesn’t give your grimey little hands permission to touch her at all. You can compliment her, tell her that you think she looks absolutely gorgeous, but you never, N-E-V-E-R, lay your hand on her until she says you can.” JJ speaks with anger dripping from every word.
Looking around he takes in the crowd.
“You know what, this goes for everyone, everyone should be educated. Consent is a very important thing, and I hope all you learned a very valuable lesson tonight.” JJ looked around the crowd.
“Now get the Hell out of here, this party is over.” He spoke for the last time.
The boy in front of you tried to turn and leave but John B caught his shoulder, “Ohh, oh no dude. You can’t go yet.” The boy looked up at him with a bit of fear in his eyes.
“You owe our friend here an apology.” John B grabbed him by his shoulders and forced him over to where you were standing behind JJ still, his thumb rubbing small circles on your hand.
The boy looked up and met your eyes, a softer look than before.
“Uh, I’m-” he coughed, realizing that this had to be good or he wasn’t going anywhere, “I’m sorry that I offended you, that I did what I did without permission.” He looked at his feet then up at JJ and then the rest of the gang, “You do look very nice tonight.” He finished and John B threw him to the side, signaling that he could leave.
“Damn right she does,” JJ muttered and you released a breath you didn’t realize you were holding.
He pulled you around to his front and embraced you, the others joining in as well.
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You all rode back in John B’s van, JJ still not letting you go. After arriving back he offered to drive you back to your place, you accepted. He grabbed your keys and a hoodie from the house and put the grey material over your head and placed a small kiss on your hairline after. Saying your goodbyes to the rest you both got in your jeep and started the short ride to your house.
“Um, JJ,” you almost whispered, scared to break the silence.
He looked over at your small form curled in the seat, snuggled into his hoodie and grabbed your hand in a way to signal you to continue.
“I was just wondering, um, and you don’t have to, but my mom isn’t home, and uh,
I don’t really want to be alone, uh… would you stay with me tonight?” you look at him from your seat, and he brought your hand to his lips for a short kiss.
“Of course,” he smiled at you and you returned it.
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When you got home you both seemed to move right for the bedroom, both exhausted from the events of the night.
You changed into a large tshirt and sleep shorts, and him into something similar from a bag you didn’t realize he had with him.
You both laid in the bed and he opened his arms, silently asking if you wanted to cuddle. You moved toward him again and laid your head on his chest, one of his hands running his fingers through your hair, the other laid on your waist and you flinched from an unexpected pain, thinking you didn’t want his hand there he went to move but you stopped him.
“No, JJ you’re fine, I think I just have a bruise there or something,” You explained.
Concerned, he grasped the hem of your shirt, looking up at you,
“Can I see?” he so innocently asked.
You sat up and nodded, him pulling the shirt up just enough to see five small bruises formed where the boy’s hands had grasped you, a few crescent shaped scabs from where his nails must have broken skin without you even realizing. Both of your mouths dropped open in shock, his thumb rubbing softly over the bruises, wishing he could just turn back time and stop it all from happening.
“Thank you,” you muttered, “thank you from stopping him, for being there for me, you literally gave me the shirt off your back, you were my shirtless hero,” you laughed, trying to bring some humor to the situation, and it worked. He giggled and looked up at you, you swore you saw his eyes dart to your lips but it happened so fast you swore you imagined it.
“(Y/n),” he started, conversation turning serious, “I would do anything for you, no matter the danger, I-,” he started to stutter, “I care for you, so much, so much more than a friend should, and I want to be with you, like you know-” he fumbled over his words, you could see his confidence fading with every word, so you stopped him with one word.
“Yes.”
He looked up at you with shock on his face, and then a smile crept on and he pulled you into a tight hug, breaking away just enough to look into your eyes, noses now touching,
“Can I-” he started to ask and you cut him off with bringing your lips to his, finally living the dream you’ve had since you met him.
After a few short moments you broke apart and cuddled back into the position you were originally in.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” JJ whispered and pushed a small kiss on your forehead.
You just smiled, “What are we gonna tell the rest of the Pogues?” you giggled, remembering the rule that existed.
JJ let out a breathy laugh and held you closer to him.
“I don’t even care, there isn’t a single thing in the world that could ruin this.” he smiled, and you both drifted into a blissful sleep.
