BEAUTIFUL SOUL 🦋 JJ MAYBANK
Prompt: During a summer road trip where the pogues agreed to help Kiara restoring her grandparents beach house JJ might come to terms with his long term feelings for his best friend, Y/N. (this is vaguely inspired in the song beautiful soul by jesse mccartney)
Warnings: I guess none besides mentions of alcohol and weed. A steamy make out sesh at the end.
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HE REMEMBERS, perfectly when it all happened. When he realized he loved her in a different way than he loved the rest of the pogues. That night still plays in his mind like a song but he is too stubborn to sing it out loud so what JJ does is look at Y/N, mesmerized by how lovely she is in hopes that maybe one day he gets enough courage to confess his deepest feelings, even if to do so he has to break the sacred rule of “no pogue on pogue mocking” that Kiara invented one day.
JJ looks out the window and it’s like he is living everything again.
The rain was pouring outside. His hair was wet and his face ached with pain, it was bloody and late at night but he had no other place to go. John B was spending the night with Sarah so Y/N was his last hope.
JJ knocked softly at her window, he could see her from outside. She looked so peaceful sitting in her bed while she made sea shell necklaces. He knocked again, she heared. Y/N looked at him, completely surprised by his presence at such hour but still she let him in.
“Oh my god JJ, are you okay?” Her voice was so tender JJ swore he could melt right there.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t want to bother you.” He sniffed. “I just... I had no other place to go.”
“Don’t be sorry, it’s okay. I’m here now.”
Y/N promised and she really was there for him. She gave him clean and warm clothes so JJ didn’t get sick and she cleaned his wounds for him. Starting at his bruised knuckles and ending with his bloody face.
She tilted his chin up to get a better look at his face and at the evidence of the fight, sitting in the middle of his legs. Her delicate thumb ran through his bottom lip, to clean the little streak of blood. She said nothing as she examined it. After a brief moment of silence JJ’s heart skips a nervous beat as he looks Y/N dead in the eye. Even though their voices are quiet they are filled with tension and sorrow. Their anger barely restrained.
“Who did this to you?” Her voice was nothing more than a whisper.
It broke her heart. But she had to be strong in that moment. Y/N finished her work and gave JJ the tightest hug in the planet after she kissed her cheek.
“You are welcome in my house anytime, any day.”
JJ let’s out a loud and long sign. John B is driving the old van and everyone his sitting in their usual places but his eyes always fixate in the same person, Y/N. His slender fingers move to the necklace he wears daily, like a protection blanket and he remembers its story.
“JJ!” Y/N’s voice echoed throughout the beach. At first it scared young JJ but soon he realized she just wanted him to look at something. “Look what I found!” The young girl almost shoved the thing in the boy’s face.
“Woah easy easy, what it that thing?”
“It’s a shark tooth, obviously. Look at it JJ, it even shines!” Y/N said proud of her discover. “I bet it was the ocean fairies.” She giggled softly and JJ laughed.
Later that year on JJ’s surprise birthday party Y/N didn’t had enough money for a expensive gift so she crafted a necklace it the tooth, hoping JJ would love it as much as she did. She even wrote him a little letter explaining why he was her best friend and how much she loved him.
He never took it off. Not even for a mere second and he kept the letter in his wallet behind a candid polaroid of him and Y/N that Pope managed to capture.
A snap of fingers brought the blond surfer boy back to reality, it was Pope, who was sitting next to Y/N and automatically his cheeks turned red as he mentally questioned himself if Pope noticed something.
“Are you high man?” Pope asked.
“Not yet. But I will be.”
“The only thing leaving you high is the paint as you use your arms to paint the walls!” Kiara said with a mandatory voice.
“What’s the fun in that Kie?” Y/N questioned her best friend, teasing her with a smirk as she winked at JJ.
“Can you two please stop being troublemakers just for two weeks?” Kiara begged and everyone laughed.
If there was one thing JJ knew about these upcoming two weeks was that he was fucked. How was he supposed to hide his feelings when he couldn’t even stop himself from staring at her like Y/N was the most beautiful this that ever walked on planet earth.
The ride came to an end and John B parked in front of the gracious Carrera’s beach house, the pogues agreed to fix it during the summer while they stayed at the house. Everything was supposed to be perfect and fun but JJ knew deep down this was the time were he had to come clean about his feelings. He couldn’t live with it no more, the only thing he needed was the perfect timing.
“There’s not enough rooms for everyone, we will have to share.” Kiara informed her friends as she walked inside, with a cooler.
Sarah and John B shared a look between them as if they were communicating telepathically. Pope was too entertained with himself to focus on the current conversation while Y/N and JJ were just waiting for the answers.
“We always share, it’s not a big deal Kie.” Y/N said sweetly as she carried her backpack. “I just want the room that faces the ocean.” The girl called it, before anyone did.
“That’s always my room.” JJ teased her.
“Guess it’s ours then.” Y/N fixed the problem. “See Kiara, easy.” She laughed walking up the stairs, the pogues following right after.
Only when JJ realized the room he chose to mess with Y/N just had one bed, perfectly placed in the middle of the room with a white sheet over it to protect it from the dust, facing the balcony, he started to understand how much he would need will power not to mess things up.
“Which said of the bed you want JJ?” Y/N asked, snapping him out off his daydreams. JJ awkwardly scratched the back of his head while his cheeks turned pink.
“The right side.” He said. He knew Y/N hated facing the door while she slept. “I know you’re still scared to face the door.” He laughed, while they both pulled the sheet from the bed.
“Fuck off.” Y/N giggled, laying down. “Ugh, I wish this was my house on day.” She stated, dreaming out loud. Y/N loved the ocean.
The blond boy hummed, he was sitting next to her while she had her eyes closed and felt the ocean breeze on her skin, it was lovely. JJ admired her, he loved to count the freckles on her sun kissed cheeks but only when she had her eyes closed, so she couldn’t see. He also wondered how it would feel like to trace them, even though it was normal for all of them to cuddle and show affection JJ still struggled with it due to his past abuse.
“Wake up guys! C’mon shit heads, you didn’t come to sleep, there’s work to do!” Pope stormed inside, scaring both Y/N and JJ who jumped on their feet.
