aaaah to be childhood best friends! aaaah to have a lot of platonic love for each other! ooh wait... is it? is it platonic? oh it is! my bad. WAIT IS IT? hello???? i think they kinda... you know.
Pairing: Tsukishima x Reader
Genre: best friends to lovers, fluff, tiny bit of angst.
Warnings: a bit of cursing probably
Updates: slow, but i’m trying to do better !!
Song inspo for the tile: I think I kinda, you know [ x ]
A/N: best friends to lovers is my shit. i love it here. enjoy. also this is my first au so bear with me while i try to make everything look decent and organised. ily if you’re reading this!!!
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I Think I Kinda, You Know Chapter 1: The Agreement
JJ Maybank x Carrera! Reader
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Word Count: 2k
Warnings: Swearing, implications of smut, mentions of a toxic relationship and cheating
A/N: So, I’ve been working on this for a while, trying to make it an awesome first chapter. I was originally going to write actual smut into it, but I decided against it because I feel like my smut is super cringe. I might write descriptive smut in future chapters. I’m really proud of this, so I hope you guys like. Huge thanks to my beta and irl best friend @otherfandomsrun for proof reading, helping with ideas, and hyping me up. Show her some love! I kinda ended this on a cliff hanger, but I’m already working on chapter 2! Fic is below the cut, and feel free to ask to be on the tag list!
You sat next to your sister, Kiara, on the HMS Pogue. That pogue group of friends had expanded quite a bit in the last year. First it was you, Kie finally deeming you old enough to tag along on their adventures. (Which you had, anyway. You were only a year younger, for God’s sake.) Then Sarah, who you and Kie weren’t too fond of, but once you got to know her she was actually pretty awesome. Sarah’s dating John B, Kie and Pope are… complicated, which leaves you and JJ. Generally, you are left alone together because the others have paired off, and recently there has been some unexplained tension between the two of you. You couldn’t lie either, JJ is hot. But, you knew JJ wasn’t one for commitment, and if Kiara knew about your attraction to him, you wouldn’t hear the end of it. So you try your best to repress any non-platonic feelings of attraction down.
“You good Y/N?” Sarah asked. She’s laying her head in John B’s lap across from you. Pope is driving the boat and Kie is next to you, looking out at the water. JJ is on the other side of you, smoking.
“Yeah, just spaced out for a second. I’m good though,” You smiled and leaned over to the cooler to grab another beer.
“I’m bored,” JJ complains, promptly stealing your beer, taking a long gulp.
“Come on, JJ! I just opened that!” He smirks at you so retaliate by stealing his blunt from his hand and taking a hit.
“I know,” He takes another long drink. You take another hit and blow the smoke in his face.
Kie pinches your side, making you flinch, “Careful. If you go home smelling like weed, mom and dad will have a fit.” Your parents weren’t strict, really. And they had warmed up to your group of friends quite a bit, occasionally inviting them over to dinner or to eat at the restaurant. Surprisingly, your mom’s favorite of the group was JJ, and she had always wanted either you or Kie to date him. She loved Pope, though, of course, but you thought she probably wanted to take in JJ as the son she never had.
“Nah, Kie, let her live a little. Plus, your parents aren’t home tonight. Something about a ‘much needed date night.’” He shrugs at your confused faces and steals the joint back, taking a long drag. “She told me I have to stay with Y/N while Kie is working late tonight.” She was always talking to JJ and putting him to work when he came over to pick up you and Kie, so you weren’t surprised she had told him that before you guys left.
“Oh no, you don’t have t-” You start.
“I’m glad she’ll have someone there, I don’t like her being home alone,” Kie cuts you off, giving you a look that says ‘don’t argue with me, because I’ll win.’
“Yeah, some of the guys on Figure Eight, are super creepy,” Sarah adds. John B nods in agreement, but you think he’s dozing off.
“You mean like, your brother?” Kie asks, causing Sarah to laugh.
“That guy, Chad, that Y/N dated was a huge creep, though,” JJ adds with a hint of hostility, and everyone nods in agreement.
“And a cheater!” Pope calls, causing you to tense up. Chad was still a sore subject for you. You had dated for 6 months and right at the end you found out he had been sleeping with other girls the whole time. You broke up about a month ago and you were definitely over him, but it still hurt to know you wasted 6 months of your life on that scumball.
“Too soon, man,” JJ answers, passing the blunt back to you. You and him had grown closer in the past month, him being there to comfort you after the break up when the others couldn’t. Not to say that Kie and Sarah weren’t there for you, Sarah came to your house and you three watched movies all night when it happened. Of course, all three of the boys offered to fight him for you- which you politely declined; but it’s the thought that counts. Everyone helped you cope one way or another, but whether they were working, doing school work, or navigating their own new relationships, they couldn’t be there for you as much as JJ had in the past month. You weren’t mad at all, though. You were sort of grateful it had been him. Everyone else was walking on eggshells around you the first week or two, like they were scared to be happy in front of you. JJ was his usual self, though. He would make you laugh, and let you cry. He was there when you needed him most, and you were glad.
You happily take his offer and shrug the comment off, “It’s okay, J, he’s right.” He gives you a sympathetic look that says, you sure? And you nod, handing his joint back.
“Oh shoot, I have work in an hour,” Kie says just as we pull up to the dock.
“Dad needs me home tonight to help with some project at the house,” Pope adds, while JJ starts securing the boat to the pier.
“Hey,” Sarah taps John B’s face lightly, “We have dinner with my parents soon. Time to wake up.” He stirs and opens his eyes groggily, flinching a little from the light. Everyone gathers their things, sunkissed and exhausted from the day of boating.
“And we have absolutely nowhere to be,” JJ playfully bows and holds out his hand to help you up onto the small deck.
You laugh and take his hand, stepping off the worn vehicle. “Except for watching Friends at my house.”
“Very true. Pizza?” He asks brightly. JJ coming over to watch movies or binge a tv series while eating pizza with you and sometimes Kie had become a common occurrence. These nights usually ended with the two or three of you falling asleep sprawled on the sofa together.
You nod, “Duh.” A small chuckle escapes him and you walk up to the Chateau, where you had all met that morning. Then you all start going your separate ways, but you, Kie, and JJ all pile into the silver SUV your parents had gotten for Kiara when she turned 16. They got you a car when you turned 16 a couple of months ago, but Kie liked driving more than you did. You thought maybe it made her feel like you still needed her, which you do. You can’t imagine not having Kie to help you through everything in your crazy life.
The sound of JJ saying your name from the front seat snaps you out of your thoughts, “What, JJ?”
He turns his head and his lips curve into a smirk, “Oh nothing, I was just saying how hot you look tonight.” He then bursts out laughing at what you assume is the look on your face.
Small giggles leave you. Kie shoves JJ’s shoulder lightly and adds, “Stop hitting on my sister!” At that you and Kiara crack up too, the car filled with your laughter as you head home.
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Approaching the large house, Kie jumps out of her car almost as soon as it’s parked, muttering about being late and needing to get ready. As you and JJ head inside, JJ questions, “Want me to order the pizza?”
“Yeah, I just want to change out of this swimsuit,” You scrunch your nose up, “Saltwater.”
He softly smiles, “The usual?” You shake your head yes and shoot him a grin in return before turning to go up the stairs. You swear you can feel his eyes on you as you retreat.
You try to be quick, donning a cropped t-shirt and some cotton shorts. You throw your hair into a messy bun, bounding down the stairs when you’re done. Your eyes land on the blonde-haired boy in the living room and you see that he already has the pizza, “What are you? Magic?”
His eyes slowly trail down your body, making your face heat up, but he laughs, “Nah, just had to name drop and I was given high priority on my order.”
You giggle, and he adds that Kie had left for work while you were changing. You help get blankets set up on the couch, and turn on the tv. He’s already grabbed a few beers to split between the two of you and you usually just eat the pizza straight out of the box. Pressing play on Friends, you start your favorite kind of night.
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A whole pizza and two beers each into your sleepover, you’re both feeling a little buzzed. Currently, you are discussing Chandler and Monica’s relationship, “Yeah, I don’t know. I haven’t been laid in a while so I feel like I need a situation like them, where they just have sex. Minus the feelings though, because gross.” You shudder dramatically and he laughs.
“Yeah, I agree. I just want someone I can have really good sex with, no strings attached.” He pauses, then looks up at you, a calculating expression on his face.
Then you get what he’s thinking, “JJ...”
“No, think about it. We’re both super hot, we both want to get laid, and we both want no feelings. We could even make a contract if that makes you feel better?” He rambles for a second, still thinking.
“Okay, say we did do this. What would the rules be?”
“Well, there’s the obvious one. The other pogues cannot know. Especially not Kie.” He licks his lips.
You nod, “Yeah, I get that. How about, if one of us gets uncomfortable with the arrangement, we stop?”
He meets your eyes with his dark blue ones and moves toward you on the couch, “Agreed. The last one is very important. We absolutely are not allowed to fall in love. Can you manage?” His lips curve into that smirk again and you can’t help but let a small laugh tumble past your lips.
“I can, can you?” He moves even closer from his side of the couch, and your breathing hitches. The noises from the TV can’t be heard over the sound of your blood rushing in your ears.
“Definitely.” Then his lips are on yours and you forget how to breathe for a second. His tongue is exploring your mouth, hands moving to the bottom of your thighs to wrap your legs around his waist. He starts kissing down your neck, your hands pulling at his hair and making him groan into you.
You feel him bite down on your soft skin, your chest heaving. “Fuck, JJ. Upstairs,” You moan when he continues his antics. He complies with your request and let’s just say, it was a very good night.
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You wake up naked, with an ache between your legs as you slowly recall the events from the night before. You groggily open your eyes, spotting a familiar blonde head right away. He looks peaceful. You turn over to check your clock and realize you have an hour until your early work shift, meaning Kie will be knocking at your door very soon.
“Shit,” You tap JJ lightly on the shoulder and he stirs, “J, get up, Kie’s gonna be at my door soon and I don’t think she’s gonna like that you’re currently naked in my bed.”
He smiles, “Good morning to you, too, sunshine.”
You hit him with your pillow, “I’m serious, JJ!” You get up, stumbling a bit on your sore legs, which he smiles proudly at. Then you’re rushing to put some clothes on and he reluctantly does the same.
He puts his hands out in front of him in surrender, “Okay, okay. How am I supposed to get out without Kie seeing? I can’t exactly walk out the front door.”
“Um.. how about the window?” Before JJ could respond, there was a knock at the door, both of your eyes widening in shock.
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A/N: What’s up, bet you forgot about this series. Probably because I’ve been super busy and struggling to write for this. But it’s here! This is mostly a filler chapter, there’s some fluff, but I kinda find it boring. It’s sort of build up to chapter 3 which will have some major tea. I am already working on it too! Meaning it won’t be 8 years between updates. I apologize for the long wait bbys and ily. If you want to be tagged in future parts shoot me an ask! This is sorta edited but in my rush to get it up there may be a few mistakes :)
JJ ended up jumping out the window right before Kie burst into your room. She let you know about work and how she’d drive you, looking at you curiously then leaving you to get ready. You sigh and get dressed in your uniform, noticing how shaky your legs feel from last night’s activities. When you go to do your hair, you start pulling it back only to notice the dark purple spots JJ had left on your neck in a few places. “Damn it, J,” You whisper to yourself and grab your concealer.
You admire your handy work of covering the hickeys but still opt to leave your hair down for extra coverage. You let Kiara know that you’re ready then head downstairs to grab a granola bar and a bottle of apple juice. She drives you to work then heads to pick up the boys for a day at the beach. You would be joining them later.
Work was fairly uninteresting until Sarah came in for the last half of your shift. She claimed that she needed away from the guys while they were at the beach but you thought she might just be there for the air conditioning. She was fun to talk to while taking orders and wiping tables all the same. You listened to her chatter while you cleared and wiped one of your last tables. A whistle came from a few tables over, followed by, “Nice ass, baby girl.”
The catcall made you cringe and whip around, “Excuse me?”
“I said nice ass, baby. Wanna call me sometime?”
“No, she doesn’t, you scumbag. So fuck off.” Sarah loudly stated before you could retort.
“Damn, chill, sorry.” The man says, but he doesn’t sound very apologetic.
You raised your eyebrows at Sarah and she shrugged. You checked the clock and it was the end of your shift so you hung up your apron and Sarah grabbed your hand to pull you outside.
“Beach time! Yay!” She exclaimed, making you laugh. It was a short walk from The Wreck so it wasn’t long before you spotted the boys and Kie playing beach volleyball. When you joined, you were on JJ’s team and Sarah decided to ‘ref’ the game with Pope.
“Hey pretty girl, took you long enough,” JJ says when you join him on his side of the net.
“He’s mad because we’re kicking his ass and he needs you to carry him,” John B calls with Kie nodding in agreement, getting ready to serve.
You laugh and get ready, the ball flys low, fast, but you dive to get it. A perfect pass for JJ to set up to you, which he does successfully, much to your surprise. You finish with a perfect hit, winning that point for your team.
“Yes! That’s how it’s done!” JJ jumps up then high fives you excitedly.
“JJ, Y/N did ⅔ of the work,” Kie states in a deadpan voice.
“Either way it’s our serve,” JJ says with a slight pout, making everyone chuckle.
You ended up winning the game by a point, your hitting and passing saved the game. JJ usually managed the setting pretty well, so you were pretty good when put together.
When the game was done, you all just laid on the beach, relaxing and playing games. JJ was being extra touchy, though. Hand on your thigh, around your waist or shoulders, legs on top of yours. No one else really noticed the little things like that because JJ is always touchy, but you knew they meant something different now.
The six of you were sitting around on towels, discussing plans for the night.
“Kegger?” Sarah suggested.
“I’m down.” You agree. You felt like getting super drunk.
“Me too,” Kie says with a smile. The rest of the pogues nod and agree.
“So, it’s settled. Party tonight at the boneyard!” Sarah says happily, clapping her hands together.
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The party is in full swing now. You’ve been there for a few hours and you’re in the middle of chugging your third beer of the night. When you stumble over to JJ he says, “Woah, don’t you think that’s enough?”
You sway and he puts a hand on your shoulder to steady you. “You l-look hot,” you slur, “But I want some more!” You’re half whining now.
“I think that is definitely enough for the night. You’re such a lightweight.” He laughs, “Okay, I’m gonna bring you home. Is that alright?” You think you nod and he picks you up bridal style. You make a quick stop at Kie so JJ can tell her he’s taking you home. When you get to the van, he carefully places you in the passenger seat and buckles you up. You aren’t really sure what happens because the next thing you know, you’re waking up while JJ is pulling into your driveway.
JJ carefully opens and closes the front door so he’s not too loud, still carrying you.
“Hey JJ,” You start.
“What is it, princess?” He smirks at you.
“You’re hot.” You grab the front of his old t-shirt and pull him into a searing kiss.
The blonde boy pulls away reluctantly, “Not right now. You’re drunk.”
“What!? Not a lot though!”
He sighs, “How about we get upstairs and you get changed? Can you do that for me?”
You nod slowly and he helps you upstairs. When you get to your room, you start undressing and finding new clothes. While you’re doing that, JJ is rummaging through the medicine cabinet in your bathroom. You lay in your bed and wait for him, but your eyelids are already getting droopy. When JJ comes back with a little cup of water and some pain killers, he sets them on your nightstand. For good measure, he moves your trash can next to your bed. JJ kisses your forehead and whispers, “Goodnight princess.”
You wake up with a massive hangover, and an hour late for your shift at The Wreck.
I was gonna post chapter 1 of I Think I Kinda, You Know but then my beta @otherfandomsrun encouraged me to write it with actual smut instead of implied so here we go y’all probably adding another thousand words to it
