🍒 park seonghwa x 𝑓 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ˆᗜˆ smau ❤︎ ⓘ 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 , 𝖽𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗌𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌? , established relationship
iza ❤︎ this is kind of boring. idk i hope i characterized him right but i never do.. @teaxtease made me post this like actually this was gonna come out later. so you better enjoy
⋆˚꩜｡ Pairing : sweatheart!kook!reader x bsf!JJ MAYBANK.
⋆˚꩜｡ A / N : shotgunning a joint, reader needs a lil pushing to do the weed but no coersion or anything, JJ being mean to Kooks but ur a kook, vry vry fluffy, it’s sorta implied that JJ’s ur bsf, even tho u haven’t seen him in a while. Anyways. Enjoy!
“Yo, is that the Kook princess?“ A sun-damaged blonde beams at you from The Wreck’s bar, pushing himself off of the counter’s wood to stride towards you and your little waitress getup. JJ Maybank, wearing his trademarked shit-eating grin. Your attention immediately gets latched onto him, with that small pad and branded pencil Kiara gave you to write orders while getting shoved into your little half-apron before you rush to meet him. “JJ! ‘Sup dude!! ‘S been ages!!“
He wraps his arms around your waist, squeezing you into a bone crushing hug as he nestles his head to smell the sweet scent of your fancy shampoo. He hums appreciatively as you link your hands at the nape of his neck, trying to savour each second he has with you since there’s not many you get together — courtesy to the whole Kooks vs Pogue thing JJ himself participates in. He pulls back, wearing his trademarked shit-eating grin while he asks, “Whatcha doin’ here, don’t you got some Kooky event t’go to?“
“You really think I got somethin’ going on mid-afternoon? Nah, I work here,“ You reply matter of factly, quirking your head playfully to the side as you peel away from him. Damn he’s whipped. He’s instantly missing your warmth, and overcompensating for that by following you around as you do your job like the over excited puppy dog he is.
“Here? At The Wreck? You’re kiddin’,“ He drawls, that southern twang lacing his disbelieving voice as he watches you dart around picking up old receipts that dot the bar’s counter, and scrunch them in your palm. It’s like he’s mesmerised; he can’t look away from your form and his favourite eyes on the island. “Princess, you’ve basically got all the money in the world — why’re you workin’ on The Cut? Doesn’t daddy have a position at his big shot company you can wriggle into?“
“Jay stop!! Just ‘cuz I’m a Kook doesn’t mean I don’t wanna work. Gotta make a livin’ for myself, not just smooch off of my dad like the rest of my friends,“ You groan lightheartedly, eyeing him like you were personally offended by his words — but the curl of your lips that start at the corner of your lips, and the closely followed flutter of giggles gives away how much you actually love the banter.
He always says that you’re pretty much the only Kook he can deal with, since apparently you ‘think like a Pogue’, so it doesn’t count. He’s sooo just trying to make a valid enough excuse so his crush on you doesn’t totally break every personal rule he set for himself, and he’s really only convincing himself. Barely, mind you.
“Actuallyyy, ‘m on a break right now,“ You say, walking past the corner of the bar to bin the now balls of paper,and quickly getting Kie’s attention by sending a ‘ima take a five, ‘kay?’ sent through to the brunette girl currently having an argument with one of the cooks for whatever reason. You pause, mentally running through all the tasks you’ve been assigned, straightening out your outfit as JJ continues to grin down at you. “Yep, done everything. Wanna come on back with me?“
“Fuckkkk yes,“ He answers as if this is obvious, because it sort of is. “C’monn prettygirl, y’dont gotta even ask this typa stuff anymore.“
He’s almost walking on your heels as you lead him through a doorway, past the inventory room, and towards a small space with fencing that opens to the beach beside the restaurant. You sigh for the first time since the start of your shift, running a smooth hand through your hair while your forearms rest against wood. And before you can really think, JJ’s by your side, mimicking your position as he bumps his shoulder into yours.
He doesn’t say anything for a few beats — understanding that you’ve realistically gotta take a moment to just relax away from the loud buzzing of annoying customers — and instead, he watches the tension seeping out of your shoulders with poorly masked affection. But, since he’s physically incapable of being still for longer than a minute, he stuffs his ring-clad hands into a pocket in his cargo shorts and you’ll never guess what he pulls out. A blunt.
“You wannaaaa?“ He wiggles his brows at the incredulous look on your face, one of those trademarked smirks curling his lips as he practically dangles the thing in front of you.
“JJ—“ You scoff playfully — honestly sort of incredulous that the first thing he wants to do with you after however long is smoke — darting your eyes between that shamelessly sly expression plastered on the Pogue and the joint he’s handing out to you. He doesn’t even let you finish your reprimand, alternatively just groaning lazily: “Whaaaat? C’mon, a lil’ weed never hurt anyone!! Plus you look like y’need t’loosen up a lil’.“
“I’m at work! Kie’s right over there—“ You blink at him, seemingly already feeling guilty even though you’ve not even agreed to it yet. Fuck, sometimes you’re just so sweet. Too sweet for your own good; it makes JJ’s heart melt — for a Kook, no less! He’s instantly laughing softly at your entire demeanour, eyes rolling playfully before landing right back onto you. “Pfft. Kie won’t care! We’ve all smoked back here, trust me, it’s like a Pogue initiation ceremony.“
“Thought the ‘Pogue initiation ceremony’ was skippin’ class to go surfin’ all day,“ You comment, still hesitantly eyeing the weed in his hand like it’s going to be the reason you get fired. “Oh yeah, that too. There’s a bunch of ‘em that y’can choose from. Ranges from doin’ a lil’ sellin’ with my cousin Ricky in the summer — if y’catch my drift — to gettin’ black out drunk durin’ one of ‘em Boneyard parties.“
He’s never going to admit that he’s been planning your ‘initiation’ since he first placed his eyes on you — back at that first party when you were surrounded by Rafe, Topper, and the rest of your Kooky friends, back when he vowed to make you his. You huff against the wood, tilting your head to the side as a gentle pout forces its way into your face. “Fine. You can, but ima keep my conscience clean.“
“A’ight, great,“ He grins, not waiting for a second longer before going back to digging through his pockets and pulling out that lighter with his name scratched onto it. He flicks it open, placing the blunt between his lips and directing the flame to the end of the joint with his calloused hands.
“So how’ve y’been Jay? Haven’t really talked much recently,“ You ask after a natural pause, hating how mesmerised you are by the cloud evaporating out from between us lips. He’s mentally whooping and cheering like a golden retriever who’s been praised from catching a tennis ball — showing off is working!! — and trying his hardest to at least externally appear all nonchalant.
“Yeah well— that’s ’cuz you go to Kook academy ‘n’ have jackasses as friends,“ He scoffs playfully, darting his eyes to your own and melting once again as you scrunch your face in defense. Or maybe it’s just denial? Who knows by this point. “Hey! They’re not that bad.“
He doesn’t even think before he speaks ( when does he ever? ) momentarily forgetting that you’re a Kook too, sort of hissing a lazy: “Mhmm, totally not. All Kooks are just dicks dressed in Rolex watches and daddy issues. They’re like— a straight up different species.“
“All?“ You pause, your face dropping a bit as you stiffen slightly. You don’t even care whenever he insults your friends — you’re aware you’re never gonna stop that, but the way you were looped into that category? It stings a little. Still, you know he’s the type of Pogue that doesn’t think before he speaks, so he probably didn’t mean it, right?
JJ immediately catches on, his eyes widening guiltily and almost dropping the weed out of his grasp as he turns to properly face you and splutter: “Fuck— nah, ‘s not what I ment— Not you— Shit. My bad, princess.“
Sighing, your gaze searches his own; you feel better after the unspoken confirmation that he wasn’t attacking you. Not in the slightest, actually. He never would, regardless if you’re a kook or not. He’d only ever attack the rest of them, which you couldn’t care less about. JJ’s still silently sulking in front of you — looking like a kicked puppy more than anything — before perking back up with confidence at your softened words: “It’s okay, JJ. Me ‘n’ my species kinda are over the top.“
He’s easing up at the softness of his face, returning his lopsided grin onto his face as he takes another show off-y drag, and holding the smoke in his mouth for a second before once again. Seemingly, he can’t ever not notice even the twitch of your cheek; he catches your gaze returning to the blunt in his fingers, asking all candied, “You 100% y’dont want a hit?“
“Umm … promise you won’t tell Kie?“ You reply hesitantly, fidgeting with your fingers in front of you. The blonde’s chuckling gently, his head dipping closer to yours like a taunt as he tongues at the corner of his lips. Obviously he’s gotta make fun of you and your fearful little demeanour, taking the opportunity to drawl, “Course babe. You know me, I wouldn’t ever say a thing.“
“Aye— Nuhuhuhhh,“ He chuckles, moving the weed a few inches away from your manicured hands as they reach up for it, smirking over nothing. Well, nothing that’s apparent to you anyways. “The terms ‘n’ conditions have changed, princess.“
“Jayj, what—?“ You question, your eyes squinting at him curiously as he practically splits his face open with the grin on his face. He moves the blunt to his own lips, following your confused gaze as you watch him take a drag from it. Weren’t you meant to be the one doing that?? He holds the smoke in his mouth, only letting a fraction of it spill as he mumbles, “C’mon prettygirl. Open up.“
You’re still staring up at him all puzzled as he uses the pads of his fingers to wrap around your chin, gently tugging you closer to him. You only clock onto what’s going on when you’re less than an inch away from his lips, and subconscious sucking in the cloud guided from your mouth from his. You feel the weed tickle the back of your throat, feel the heat spreading up your cheeks, feel the satisfaction radiating off the smug blonde as he leans back to admire the work of his shamelessness on you.
You stand there, absolutely dumbfounded, staring at nothing like you can’t believe what just happened. What the fuck.
“A’ight, I gotta go do fishin’ with Pope. I’d invite you if y’werent on the clock, but y’know,“ He shrugs like nothing just occurred, pulling his hand away and flicking the not even half done joint over the fence's edge just to look cool in front of you; he instantly mentally groans at himself for doing it. He walks past you — hiking up his shorts and adjusting his cap — still grinning at how you’re even now processing.
“I … Uh— yeah. ‘S fine, I-I don’t mind,“ You splutter, listening to the gentle thump thumping of his boots grow distant as he starts walking back to the main restaurant. You somehow manage to reset your mind in time, turning on your heel to call after the Pogue before he properly reaches past the room’s threshold; “Bye JJ!!“
He pauses before moving into the inventory room you’d dragged him past not too long ago, smirking to himself prior to giving you one last, totally loaded, glance.
Feel free to clock me if someone has already said this theory but I have something revolving S5. As said by the beautiful @teambyler in his byler proof video essay, Heroes by David Bowie will most likely play a very important role for byler in s5, and I think I know how it might be introduced. We know S5ep4 is "Sorcerer" and we know that 8yr old versions of Miwi were cast for that episode ALONE. Heroes by David Bowie was released in 1979, when Mike and Will were 8 years old. I think that the Suffers will introduce Miwi listening to it, maybe in Will's room, since we know that Will is a fan of David Bowie in the future (maybe some cute childish romantic moments between the two?). This could give the song a very happy memory for Will/Mike and could definitely be used for either of them being Vecna'd or perhaps a first kiss at Lovers Lake when one of them is listening to it on repeat to prevent Vecna's curse. Will/Mike could have the headphones around his neck and would be quietly playing while they confess, then be introduced as actual background music when they kiss.
The scene itself with Miwi listening to Heroes could also be used AGAINST Will by Vecna. Maybe Lonnie walks in on them in the ep4 flashback and yells at Will for it (slurs ensue) so when Vecna is preying on Will's fear of rejection he could throw Will back to that instance, especially since Mike was there.
edit: Young Jon was also cast for that episode, and we know that Jonathan introduced Will to almost all off his favorite songs/singers. (thank you to the commenter who pointed this out!)
Feel free to comment how you feel about this! I think it holds some weight but I did (hopefully) come up with it.
