âhallelujah, my assâ // chapter 2
warnings: mentions of sex
pairings: jj maybank x reader
you had always loved eating dinner with your family. the talks, the laughter, and lets not forget the food. but today? today, you hated it. today, skipping dinner didnât seem so bad. why?
because jj maybank was here too.
âso jj,â your dad starts, making your palms sweaty. you and your father were never close. he was really mean to you, and only you. to others, he would pretend like he was the greatest father in the world. but alone, he was the complete opposite. âi heard youâre dating my daughter. what are your intentions? are you just trying to get into her pants?â choking on your food, you look at jj to see his face a little red. âdad! whatâs wrong with you?â you speak up, causing your dad to fling his hands in the air. âiâm just asking! he was always so mean to you, y/n. you would come home crying anââ
âi love your daughter sir.â your head snaps in jjâs direction after hearing him cut your father off. âi know i was mean to her in the past, and i will never forgive myself for that. honestly, iâm surprised she even gave me a chance. i canât change the past, but i know i can change the future. and i know i want y/n in my future. i want her there. it would mean everything to me if you approved of us. but with all due respect sir, even if you didnât, that wouldnât keep me away from y/n.â jj looks at you and smiles softly, but you look down at your food, playing with it using your fork.
you couldnât believe what jj just said. sure, all of it was fake but you couldnât help but feel butterflies. you felt your heart skip a beat as your dad stayed quiet. he was never quiet.
âif youâd like me to go i can juââ you cut jj off as he tries to get up. âyouâre staying,â you whisper to him, grabbing his wrist. âno jj, stay please!â your mom exclaims, taking a sip of her drink. âi can tell you love my daughter, so i am definitely in favor of this relationship!â she squeals, hitting your father in his arm. âand i need to have a talk with you.â your little sister laughs and taps your arm, causing both you and jj to look at her. âgo upstairs, they wonât notice. iâll just say you got sick or something.â you move your hand to the top of her head and kiss her. âthanks sis.â you grab jjâs hand in anger and run upstairs with him. closing the door, you turn to him.
âhallelujah,â he sighs. âi really saved our asses back there, huh?â you punch him in the chest but considering he was much stronger than you, he only grunted quietly. âhallelujah, my ass!â you yell. âwhat was that? this is supposed to be fake! thereâs no way youâre that good at improvising!â jj scoffs, sitting on your bed and running his hands through his blonde locks. âdonât be so self centered y/n! of course it was fake. i was just sucking up to your parents to make them think i was in love with you!â you sigh with frustration and look away. for some strange reason, you felt a little hurt. sure, you hated the maybank boy with a passion, but hearing him say all of that was fake.. hurt.
âwhatever,â you mumble, pacing back and forth. âyou need to sleep over,â you say, making him smirk. âshut up!â you say, throwing a pillow at him. he catches it, and throws it back at you, hitting you in the stomach. âi didnât say anything!â he protests. âyou were about to!â you yell back. âwould you shut up?â he stands up, walking closer to you. âmake me maybank!â
with the arguing and heavy breathing, you didnât realize how close jj actually was. you take a step back, recollecting yourself. âcan you just sleepover please?â you mumble, not wanting to fight with him right now. âfine,â he huffs. âbut i get the bed.â you turn your head towards him and run your tongue along your upper teeth. âno fucking way.â you clench your jaw as he starts to prepare the bed for himself. âi said no jj!â he stops what heâs doing and turns towards you. âyou always have to be difficult, donât you?â
âlisten to me you little shit,â you start, putting your pointer finger on his chest. âi know youâre helping me, and i thank you for that, but i am paying you $100 maybank. so just shut up, listen to me, and make your bed on the floor because there is no way we are sleeping together, and i am not about to sleep on my bedroom floor.â
jj looks at you intensely before grabbing pillows again and propping them on the floor. âiâm only letting you talk to me like that because it was hot,â he says nonchalantly. âshut your mouth,â you reply, walking over to your drawer to get pjs. âhere,â you say, throwing sweatpants at him. âwhy do you have menâs sweatpants?â he questions, but you walk into the bathroom. before closing the door, you reply with, âitâs none of your business, asshole.â
fifteen minutes later, both you and jj were laying down in your assigned spots. you on the bed, him on the floor. scrolling through your phone, you cant help but keep thinking about what jj said during dinner. you had no feelings towards the maybank boy, but for some reason, your mind kept drifting to his sweet words. for you, this is going to be harder than you thought.
jj speaks up, bringing you back to reality. âarenât we supposed to know everything about each other?â you put down your phone, now the only light in your room being the moon shining through the window. âwhat are you talking about?â you say, but it comes out in a whisper. âyou know, like how boyfriend and girlfriends know each otherâs favorite color, or food. that stuff.â you chuckle slightly, and so does jj. âoh and whatâs the deal with you and your dad?â jj asks, and your smile drops.
âoh iâm notâ iâm not going to get into that with you jj,â you say softly, and he sighs. âbut iââ
âi said no jj. goodnight.â mad, you roll on your side, your back facing where jj is laying. you didnât like talking to anyone about you and your dadâs relationship. your dad was a mean guy to you, but no one knew it. he put on this facade in front of others, so when you used to try to tell people the truth, they would call you a liar or an attention seeker. so now, you refrain from ever talking about it.
it was quiet for a couple minutes. hearing jj shuffle and move, you roll back on your back. âgreen.â he says out of nowhere. âwhat?â you ask after a couple seconds. âmy favorite color is green because it reminds me of frogs, which are my favorite animal.â you smile to yourself as he continues. âi love the clouds.. um..â he pauses, thinking of more to say. âas much as i drink beer, my favorite drink is actually hot chocolate. um.. iâ uh..â he stutters, not knowing what else to say. âoh, i have a birth mark on my butt.â you laugh loudly, making him chuckle. ânice to see youâre still with me princess.â you exhale and reply with a soft âyeah.â silence falls through the air once more before you speak up this time.
âi love the rain but hate thunder.â jj smiles and closes his eyes. âhow could you not like thunder?â he asks, playing with his rings. âi donât know,â you chuckle. âjust the loud noises make me nervous i guess. i know it canât do anything to me, but iâve had rough experiences with loud noises. you know, like yelling and stuff. nothing ever comes good after a loud noise.â jj noticed how you started to open up to him, but decided to not mention it. if he did, you probably would have gotten embarrassed and you guys wouldâve been back at square one. he didnât want to admit it, but hearing you open up to him about stuff you havenât even done with the pouges, made him feel important. like someone finally trusted him.
âyou still there?â you ask, grabbing jjâs attention. âyeah,â he says softly. âiâm here.â you think some more, and continue to tell him little things about you. âi like the slower version of songs better, i play with my fingers and hair when iâm upset in public because i donât want to act on my emotions, and iâve always wanted to go to paris. thereâs a lot more, but thatâs all i can come up with right now.â both you and jj find yourselves smiling widely. âi canât wait to learn a lot more about you then, babygirl.â you chuckle. âbabygirl?â you question the nickname. âwas that not one of the nicknames i could call you?â jj asks sincerely. âno,â you say, but quickly add on, âbut i liked it.â
âgoodnight jj,â you say with a wide smile. âgoodnight babygirl.â
the next morning was a rough one. you woke up with both the sun and your hair in your face. you look at the time and see how itâs 10:28am. you slept in. you roll over to look at jj and notice how heâs still sleeping. you giggle to yourself when you see how his mouth hung open, and his hand was entangled with his hair. you grab your phone, going to take a picture, but before you could, theres a knock at the door. âguys? itâs me, i have breakfast!â you hear your momâs voice from the other side of the door and panic. if you and jj were supposed to be together, why was he sleeping on the floor?
âuh, one minute!â you scream, throwing a pillow at jj. âjj!â you whisper, as he opens his eyes widely. âmy motherâs at the door!â groaning, he rushes to get up on the bed. he grabs the blankets and pillows that were on the floor and throws a pillow at you, hitting you directly in the face. âcan i come in?â your mom asks, growing impatient. ân-no!â you stutter, as jj tries to fix his side of the bed. âwhy?â you mom asks. âiâ uh,â you look at jj, and he shrugs, picking up the pace to put the stuff on the bed. âweâre having sex!â you yell, causing jj to try to hold in a laugh. ây/n,â he says with a small laugh. âwhat the he-â
âshut up just get in bed!â you whisper yell, your face red like a tomato after hearing your mom gasp. âyou can co-come in now,â you stutter, as you rest your head on jjâs chest, hearing his heart beat kind of fast. she comes in and sets the food down on nightstand next to you, and walks to the foot of the bed. she eyes you two, putting her hands on her hips. âi hope you two used protection?â she asks, as you groan and hid your face further into jjâs chest. âmom, please,â your raspy voice mumbles. jj laughs awkwardly and looks at the food, hoping to change the subject. âwhatâs that?â he asks, eyeing the food. âi made you two cinnamon rolls! sure youâll need some food after working up an appetite, huh?â she says innocently, but that only makes you blush more. âoh my god mom! please leave!â she chuckles, and heads to the door. âthank you maâam,â jj says politely. she puts her hand on the door knob but before leaving, she turns around. âi donât want any grandchildren just yet!â she says, and shuts the door.
jj looks down at you and smirks. âweâre having sex, huh!â you push off him and groan in disgust. âi panicked, okay?â you grab your phone as jj continues to lay down, taking in the comfort of the bed he was denied the night before. âi got a text from kie,â you say aloud. âshe wants us all to meet at the wreck in an hour.â you look up at jj to see him already staring at you. âwhat?â you ask and he shrugs. âwhat do you mean what?â he asks. this is how much of your arguments always start. âiâm not in the mood to fight with you,â you say, looking back down at your phone. thatâs when you get an idea.
âletâs tell the pouges that weâre dating.â jj gets up and walks over to the cinnamon rolls your mom made, taking a big bite out of one of them. he looks at you, thinking, and thatâs when a big smile appears on his face. âi like that idea.â you smile back at him, feeling those butterflies appear back in your stomach.
oh no, you think to yourself.
whatever you do, do NOT fall in love.
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