Request: “Can you do jc where he thinks dom's friend y/n is cute but doesn't know how to approach her and dom pushes y/n to talk to him”
Warnings: profanity
Pairing: Jc Caylen x reader
Summary: Jc has a crush on Dom’s friend, Y/n
A/N: not the greatest, but its here
MESSAGES 7:53pm
Dommi salami
party tonight at my friends place, [addy]
MESSAGES 8:03pm
Dommi salami
meet u at 10ish?
When you arrived at the party, the small house was packed. People talked and laughed in the front yard, you could hear the music from a block over. Coloured lights flashed around the house and the stench of booze lingered in the air. Pushing past the drunk couple making out in the doorway, you searched the crowd in front of you for Dom.
“(y/n), you made it!” Dom yelled bringing you in for a hug. Sighing into the hug, you gave Dom a tight squeeze.
Parties weren’t necessarily your thing, although you do go from time to time. Most of the time when you do go, its because of Dom. For some reason, he just knew everybody. It might just be one of those things though, where an address gets sent out every time a party’s going on in LA. He just always knew what was happening and when.
“I did,” you smiled pulling away from the hug.
“I said ten, not ten-thirty,” Dom grinned widely and bumped you with his arm purposefully.
“Yeah, well, too late,” you replied bumping his arm back.
“(y/n), this my friend Jc,” Dom introduced and gestured to Jc with his bottle of Corona Lite.
“Nice to meet you Jc,” you smiled at him. Jc smiled largely at you, teeth on display. His smile was alluring, the rise of his cheeks and the faint blush they have, his shinning teeth and the way he licked over them softly as he gave you a once over.
“You too, (y/n). Ho-” Jc started but was cut off.
“Hey, Dom! Who’s your friend?” A new guy interrupted. He was covered in a tattoos. and carrying a beer that he handed to Dom.
“This is (y/n). (y/n) this is Kian,” Dom nodded his head toward the guy.
“Hey!” Kian grinned and pushed his hand out for you to shake.
“So formal,” you grinned teasingly as you shook his hand.
“Well oooookay then (y/n), just trying to be friendly,” he joked. “You wanna grab a drink with me?” he asked and pointed back over his shoulder toward the kitchen.
“Yeah,” you replied and gave Dom and Jc a small nod before walking off with Kian.
“Whadda ya think?” Dom asked turning to Jc.
“What?” he asked, nervous smile now on his face. This isn’t the first time Dom had tried setting Jc up with a friend of his, and more often than not, they tended to be absolute nut balls.
The last girl that Dom had introduced Jc asked him if she could suck Nutella off of his toes. Needles to say, Jc was hesitant when Dom told him that he wanted the two of you to meet.
“About (y/n)?” Dom pushed. He grinned at Jc, a knowing look on his face.
“What about her?” Jc dodged.
“Whadda ya think?” Dom nudged him with his arm.
“She’s cute,” Jc shrugged.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Ask her out then.”
“No,” Jc shook his head profusely.
“Why not?” Dom egged him on.
“I just met her.”
“So?”
“So, isn't that weird, we don't even know each other?”
“Exactly, get to know each other.”
Kian had taken you into the kitchen to get a couple drinks and from there on, he had been introducing you to anyone and everyone. First you were in the living room and then suddenly you were upstairs taking a hit from a blunt being passed around by a large group of people. You danced with the freaks in the front yard and gossiped with the gurus in the back. Hours later, you were, as expected, a bit tired. You excused yourself from the people you were talking to in the backyard and went inside to find Dom again. He was exactly where you left him.
“Hey,” you greeted Dom.
“Hey,” he smiled and took a sip of his drink.
“Jc thinks you're cute,” Dom blurted. His eyes scanned the room to find Jc.
“Does he now?” you questioned tilting your head a bit. You followed Dom’s eyes to where Jc was standing in the front room, laughing at Corey.
His eyes met yours and he gave you a large smile. You grinned back over at him and gave a lil flutter of the eyes before directing your attention back at Dom.
“Yeah, he does.”
“How do you know?” you stomach had tiny butterflies at this point. Jc was cute. That much was obvious.
“He told me. You should talk to him, ask him out.”
If there was one thing Dom was amazing at, it was convincing people to do things. Like the impulsive trip to Chicago during the peak of winter; where he persuaded you to jump into a frozen lake in just your bikini. Or the time you guys and Andrea bought last minute tickets to EDC and got so drunk that you were all detained in the drunk tank for the night.
“Maybe I will,” you replied vaguely. You swirled the brown liquid in your cup a few times before taking another sip.
