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lennyboah · 5 years

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A Little Jealousy Goes a Long Way

Pairing: Javier x Reader

Requested by: @notursdutch ❤️ Sorry this took so long!

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You stifled a yawn while attempting to finish the second chapter in the book you were currently invested in. Jack had lent you one of his, seeing that you had completely finished Hosea’s entire collection. It was an interesting story about a fearless knight who slayed the evil dragon and saved the kingdom from certain doom, according to Jack. However, it didn’t seem all that interesting when you no longer had the imagination of a 4 year old. You were also supposed to read said book aloud to him, but just like you, he got bored and ran off to play in the mud. You weren’t in the mood to deal with a fuss, so you let him be, making a mental note to apologize to Abigail later.

You sighed and leaned your head back against the stiff oak tree you were sat under. Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath and wondered how it was possible for a person to be this bored. You could hear the breeze coursing through the trees, causing a gentle rustle. You smiled. You were bored, but at least you could take a moment to enjoy the rare tranquility all to yourself. Or so you thought. You were on the verge of falling asleep, your mind at rest and the coming darkness was very much welcomed.

“Hey everyone! Sean’s back!” You were snapped out of your slumber upon hearing various cheers and greetings from your fellow gang members. You groaned and reluctantly opened your eyes, wanting to investigate the sudden commotion. Yawning, you slowly standing up and stretch out your stiff muscles.

“One at a time! I know ya’ve missed me, but there’s only so much to go around!” You could recognize that overconfident, Irish accent anywhere. Your eyes widened in disbelief as you practically ran to the other side of camp, sleep long forgotten.

The last time you saw Sean was back in Blackwater when the ferry job went to complete shit. Arthur and Hosea had been the first ones back in camp, warning everyone about the Pinkerton’s that were soon to follow. Later, you discovered that they hadn’t even been on the ferry, instead choosing to follow a lead that may have even worked out, had they not heard the ruckus the rest of the boys stirred up close by.

You remember being rushed to quickly pack up your belongings and the rest of camp; Miss Grimshaw screaming so many profanities it almost made you look like a saint. Everyone was set into a state of panic and disaster, her shouts adding to the fuel. You loved that women to death, but boy could she YELL.

While you tossed your rags and other personal belongings into a brief case, all you could think about was one person, and it wasn’t Sean. Only one man had managed to capture your heart in your entire life living as an outlaw. Ever since you had joined the gang, you had felt a connection to him. Every night, you found yourself sitting next to him while he played gentle melodies on the guitar. His fingers always gliding flawlessly across the strings. His silky voice when he sang beautiful songs in his native tongue. His selfless acts and caring demeanor toward everyone in camp; they were his family after all. You couldn’t get enough of him. Everything about this man made you want to melt. One specific memory of him however, stuck out to you in particular.

You remembered it like it was yesterday. You were sitting by the fire, everyone else having turned in for the night. As per usual, Javier had found a spot next to you, no longer playing his guitar. The golden flames illuminating his handsome features. There was a comfortable silence between the two of you, the only sound being the crackling of the fire. He let his hair down that night, something you had never seen before. His black hair fell elegantly over his shoulders, most of it tucked behind his ears. You couldn’t help but stare, he looked different with his hair loose. You wondered why he never let it down more often.

“What’s on your mind, hermosa?” He gave you a sideways grin, nudging you a bit with his right arm. You immediately looked away, embarrassed that he had probably caught you staring. You cleared your throat.

“Nothing, just you should let your hair down more often. You look good.” It slipped out before you could fully process the words in your head. You felt yourself turn red, and hoped that he’d take the compliment and leave it at that.

“I didn’t know you liked it that much, otherwise I would’ve let it free a while ago.” He laughed at how flustered you were, sending you a wink. You held your hand over your heart, sighing. These memories were so precious to you, and you were grateful that you were even able to make them with him. You didn’t know what you’d do without him. In fact, you still remembered how relived you were when he arrived back from the ferry boat mission.

Javier was one of the first members back to camp that day, or what was left of it. You had all finished packing up and were ready to leave as soon as the others got back. Pouring in one by one came Dutch then Micah then Bill. Everyone except, Sean. As soon as they returned, everyone began loading into wagons, and just like that you were headed into the cold. And while you were more than glad that Javier was okay, you were left to wonder whether or not your loud mouthed friend was even alive.

You weren’t terribly close to Sean, but you did get along with him better than others. You learned quickly upon meeting him that he had a thing for flirting with women. Not only you, but every other girl in camp as well. But you saw through him easily, he only had eyes for Karen. You could see the way he lit up around her, even with the tiniest of glances she sent him. Whenever she shot him down, he could be found alone and with the saddest puppy eyes you’ve ever seen. It was simple to figure him out, he flirted with others in an attempt to make her jealous, but it clearly wasn’t working. You called him out on it fairly early on, only to have him spit your feelings for Javier back in your face. You guessed that he saw through you pretty early as well.

“Well, come on now y/n! I didn’t expect ya to forget about little old me already!” Sean snickered. You hadn’t realized that you had been standing there, unmoving. Snapping out of your thoughts completely, you gave Sean a wide grin before jumping into his extended arms happily. Lifting you off the ground, he proceeded to spin you around several times, sending you into a fit of giggles. You squealed for him to put you down as you playfully smacked his arms. Chuckling, he set you back onto the grass before reaching out in the direction of your arm. With your right hand now in his, he pulled it up to meet his lips before placing a delicate kiss on the knuckles. You rolled your eyes, pulling your hand away and giving him a light shove.

“I see you haven’t changed much while you were away.” You raised your eyebrows, smiling.

“Of course not, who else is gonna sweep the ladies off their feet.” He lightly jabbed you with his elbow, laughing. You smacked his elbow away, instead settling for resting your hand on his shoulder.

“So, I’m sure you have many stories to tell me about how you’ve talked the ears off the poor officers that got stuck with you.” You threw a knowing smirk in his direction.

“Oh, you have no idea.” He mirrored your smirk, grabbing you by the waist and leading the two of you to sit down at a nearby table.

Javier could only stand by and watch the entire exchange. His jaw was clenched, as he lowered his bed roll from Boaz. The horse only gave him an understanding nudge with its nose, seeming to sense his distress. Javier returned the affection with a gentle pat to his side, and a sugar cube. Yet, he couldn’t shake the thought of Sean spinning you around out of his head. It should be him doing that to you upon his arrival, not Sean. He shook his head angrily before grabbing the reins and leading Boaz to a hitching post. He was starting to regret ever rescuing him.

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The night became lively as music and laughter filled the air and embers from the fire lit up the sky. Sean’s return party had officially begun, and the majority of the gang gathered themselves around the main campfire; save for a couple others doing their own thing. Almost everyone carried a bottle of booze in their hands while they sang silly songs to the tune of Javier’s guitar.

You watched as Javier gently plucked the strings of his instrument, occasionally throwing you a small glance. You longed to speak with him, but he’s been providing music for the camp since the party started. You couldn’t remember the last time the two of you had an actual conversation, ever since the Blackwater mess it’s only ever been a few hellos and the occasional smile of acknowledgement. You frowned slightly, instantly missing his company. You would’ve approached him sooner, but you couldn’t seem to rid yourself of those pesky butterflies that appeared whenever you so much as looked at Javier. You frowned slightly, fearing that you wouldn’t be able to talk to him tonight either.

As if he read your mind, he strummed a final tune before standing up and carefully setting his beloved guitar against a nearby wagon. Once securing it so it wouldn’t fall over, he made his way to you, offering you a shy smile. You give him a shy smile of your own before taking a sip of your beer, attempting to calm your nerves.

“Enjoying the party?” He pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, grabbing a match and lighting the end of it.

“It’s been alright, haven’t seen Sean anywhere, and it’s his party.” You snorted, only Sean would skip out on his own party. His smile faltered at the mention of the young red head.

“I’m sure he’ll come around, the cabron always does.” He muttered the last bit to himself.

Suddenly, you feel a set of hands place themselves on your hips, much to your annoyance. This cuts your conversation with Javier short, your attention now placed on the cocky bastard. You quickly turn around and give Sean a glare. You grabbed his hands and pulled them off your body, giving him a disapproving look. You could feel Javier’s eyes on the pair of you.

“You almost made me drop my beer.” You huffed, taking a swig from the bottle. He only laughed before ripping the beer from your hands and proceeding to down the rest of it.”

“Hey! That was mine, you jerk.” You pout and cross your arms over your chest, almost like a child.

“Ah, c’mon we’ll get ya another one.” He grabbed your arm and practically dragged you to the nearest crate. You look over your shoulder and give Javier an apologetic look, he only puts out the cigarette before turning around to join the others by the fire. You feel guilty, and immediately want to yell at Sean.

“Why such the long face?” He tossed you a beer, and you miraculously managed to catch it.

“I finally got the chance to talk to Javier until you came along and ruined it.” You grumble, opening up your drink.

“It can’t be that bad!” You didn’t bother giving him a response. You looked to where Javier was now sitting. Sean followed your lingering gaze.

“What do ya say we go sit by the fire and listen to some more of Uncle’s horse shit stories?” He nudged you, trying to cheer you up. You turn away from him, wishing to be anywhere but here. You notice him go silent for a minute, and when you turn around he gives you the look of a kicked puppy. You sighed heavily before grabbing him and leading him to the area where everyone was seated.

To your surprise, there were still quite a few gang members sober, even Uncle. Well, as sober as Uncle can be. You spot Javier sitting alone on one of the logs and instantly steer you and Sean towards him. You were about to take a seat in between Javier and a now seated Sean, but he stops you immediately

“Oh dear, love. Looks like there’s not enough room for ya. Why don’t you take a seat on my lap instead.” Before you could protest, Sean quickly secured you in his lap. Embarrassed was an understatement, as you could feel the eyes of everyone. You quickly hid your face in your hands.

You remained in his lap for another half hour, feeling Javier’s eyes practically burning a hole in the side of your head with how much he was looking at you. You squeaked when Sean pulled you further against him so that your back was touching his chest, hands firmly placed on your hips again.

You saw Javier get up to move, and you were certain he was finally going to call it a night. Until you were suddenly yanked out of Sean’s lap.

“Hope you don’t mind amigo, just gonna cut in for a second.” He gave Sean a cold look before leading you to a secluded area in the woods. Your heart was beating rapidly in your chest, still not being able to comprehend what was going. He finally stopped near a large tree that covered the both of you from view of the camp.

“Javi, what? Is everything oka-“ You were briskly cut off as Javier smashed his lips against yours. Your brain was going a million miles an hour, but once you managed to get it to function properly, you eagerly returned the kiss, eyes fluttering shut. You wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss while attempting to eliminate as much space as possible.

“You don’t know what you’ve been doing to me, chiquita” He growled in between kisses. “Seeing Sean get handsy with you like that, I wanted to cut his hands damn hands off.” He began traveling down your jawline, placing small kisses on the way down to your neck. He pressed a few more feather like kisses against your sensitive skin until he found your sweet spot. You let out a small whimper before he roughly sucked on the spot, making sure to leave a visible mark. He continued to do this until you were sure your neck was covered in love-bites. You were practically panting at this point, the feeling of his lips against you overwhelming.

“You’re mine, understand?” He whispered in your ear, voice dangerously low.

“I’m yours, only yours.” You were trembling in his arms, positive that you would’ve fallen had you not used him as support.

“Good girl.” Was all he said before picking you up so that your legs were wrapped around his torso and carrying you back to his tent. He made sure to pass by as many people as possible, wanting to show off your new markings. You buried your burning face into the crook of his neck shyly, refusing to look up. You heard several people throwing whistles and sly remarks in your direction, causing you to tighten your arms and legs around Javier.

You hear a specific remark that catches your attention. Looking up just a bit, you see Sean winking at you while he gives you two thumbs up. He snickers, before going on how ‘it was about time the two of ya got together’ You only give him a wide grin. Reminding yourself that you’d have to thank the loud mouthed bastard later.

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