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toppersbitch · 1 year

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Hey!! I hope you are doing well!!! Is it possible for me to get "be a doll and do a spin for me, won’t you? you just look so adorable." with Topper, please? Thank you so much in advance!!! 💞

Spin for Me // Topper Thornton x Reader

Summary: Midsummers was a disaster thanks to those damn Pouges, but Topper does his best to keep you happy

Word Count: 550

Warnings: swearing, tad bit of angst, nothing more this is just fluff

Prompt: "Be a doll and do a spin for me, won’t you? you just look so adorable."

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Standing around the Midsummer's event was the most boring part; your boyfriend was off goofing around with Kelce and Rafe, nowhere in sight. Random strangers and acquaintances would muddle around, engaging in dull conversations about your life plans.However, you looked forward to dancing with Topper. You looked forward to the slow songs, holding on tight to him while swaying back and forth. JJ ran right past you, his tray of drinks splashing onto you as he took a step forward, eyeing the tray of food. "What the fuck?" you mumbled, rolling your eyes. This night was just getting worse and worse. Wine soaked through your white dress—where the hell was Topper? You just wanted to go home. You stormed into the girl's bathroom, dabbing a wet napkin over the stains. It was a total loss. You pushed open the door, grabbed your phone from your purse, and prepared to text Topper. He stepped out of the men's locker room. "Hey, what's going on?" He was looking at your face, not noticing the huge stain on your dress. "Let's go dancing!" He reached out his hand for you to take. "No, I want to go home, Top." You tried to keep your tone even as his gaze settled on the stain. "Oh, it’s really not that bad." "It’s bad. Can you please just take me home?" You didn't let him finish. You turned on your heel and began walking to the front doors and out to Topper's car. He was trailing behind you like a lost puppy. He ran ahead, opening your door for you. The drive back to his house was silent, with no music, no humorous road rage, no nothing. You said nothing as you went inside and showered; you weren’t fuming anymore. You’d had time to rationalize your feelings. Midsummer was stupid anyway, and it happened every year. "Hey Top," you saw him sitting in his bed on his phone, "I’m sorry I snapped at you; I was just so frustrated with what happened and I’m sorry." "Wait, what happened?" He sat up, pulling you to sit next to him. "JJ fucking knocked a tray of drinks into me," you rolled your eyes as you finished. "Oh, I’m so going to get back at him for that," Topper stood abruptly, "that’s fucking bullshit." "Top," you said, grabbing his arm, "that's not even the issue." "Then what?" "I just really wanted to dance with you," you pouted. "I’m sorry, baby, I should've paid more attention to you." He kneeled in front of you on the bed, held your hand, and said, "Let's dance right now." He stood, pulling up classical music through the house speakers. "No, Topper, I'm only in a towel," he shrugged, looking you up and down. You shook your head intently; there was no way in hell you would dance in a bath towel. "Come on, baby, be a doll, and do a spin for me, won’t you?" He stretched out his hand and pulled you up. He spun you around and said, "Oh, you just look so adorable." He pulled you back into himself, wrapping his arms around your waist and squeezing you. You lifted your arms around his neck, both of your heads resting on the other's shoulder. You placed a hand on the back of his head, playing with his soft hair as he swayed you two back and forth.

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This was such a cute little prompt to write! I hope you and everyone else enjoys <3

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dailypankow · 2 years

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rudy pankow | outer banks season 2 bloopers

1 year ago, obx season 2 was released! 🥺❤

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kkhaleesi · 2 years

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I was on the math team!

JONATHAN DAVISS as POPE HEYWARD OUTER BANKS ( 2020 - )

#jonathan daviss #pope heyward #outer banks #obx pogues #obxedit #obx #obx season 1 #gif hunt

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renegadesstuff · 1 year

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The way JJ slaps his chest to calm his anxiety and the way Kie puts her hand on JJ's chest to calm him down ❤️🫶

#outer banks #obx season 1 #obx season 3 #obx s3 #obx #jiara #kiara carrera #jj maybank #kiara and jj #jj and kiara #kiara x jj #jj x kiara

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librathefangirl · 2 years

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Thinking about the fact that when Pope asks how John B puts up with the rooster's crowing, his only respons is "JJ loves the rooster" 🥺🥺

#i love them #more john b & jj in s03 please #jjb #(my tag for them)#jj x john b #john b routledge #jj maybank #pope heyward #outer banks #obx #obx season 1 #ep: the lucky compass #libra talks #obx thoughts #text post

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outerbanksoftargtower · 1 month

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Someone tell me why I find this hot ?

Rafe shoving JJ ? 😏 I mean you can shove him

Into my bedroom 😏😏😏😏😏

#rudy pankow #jj maybank #drew starkey #rafe cameron #obx season 1 #midsommers #this episode with him dressed like this #and the surfing #hot

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rafecameronsbadussy · 2 years

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Only You || Scabs (Ch.2)

Summary: The pouges all lounge about the château and they befriend a stray cat who takes a liking to JJ and Y/n. All the while, reader is wishing JJ would stroke a different cat. They all partake in certain illegal activities and fall asleep under the stars.

Warnings: Marijuana consumption, cats(idfk?!)

My work is not to be plagiarized.

A /n: Drew inspo from the lovely gem above<3. This chapter took forever bc I went through a weird phase of writers block and this is a hobby at the end of the day I’m not gonna make myself write if it’s causing me stress. But I’m happy to bring this new chapter to you all and I missed writing for my sweethearts. xx

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"I'm serious, one summer I'm packing my shit and leaving without telling anyone." You rambled looking between your friends. You all lay sprawled in separate hammocks that hung from trees. The breeze dancing through the air of the Château.

"Why?" Kie asked

"So I can see something." An amused smile lingering on your face as you met the eyes of your doubtful friend.

"How will we know you're not dead?" Pope questioned, brows furrowed.

"You won't," You laughed

"That's real comforting." He smiled back.

"I just wanna leave and see the country. I'm always scared that I'll have lived my life and never seen anything so I gotta get it out of the way now. I just want to sleep under the stars and think. Maybe write a song about it and make my fortune." I spouted staring up into the sky with the familiar feeling of excitement pulling at my heart.

"Shit I could get behind that." John B replied.

"Thank you," I replied grinning.

"You're insane," Kie said smiling and shaking her head.

"I am who I-"

"Y/n/n!" JJ shouted from beside the overgrown brush.

"What!" You replied craning your head towards him.

"I found a kitty!" You watched as a black kitten walked out from the brush.

You gasped, "Aww!". JJ scooped up the kitten and walked it over to you.

"Hi little baby," sitting up, you greeted it with a warm smile. JJ held the small kitten in his hands as you pet it, looking into its olive eyes.

"Where did that come from?" John B questioned.

"Oh my gosh look at this little cutie pie," Kie said as she walked from her hammock to pet the kitten.

"I don't know, she just kinda showed up," JJ responded to John B.

"Aren't black cats supposed to be bad luck?" John B queried.

"In many parts of the world they're actually considered good luck." Pope said, staring down the feline.

"A black cat walked across the street right before my Uncle got hit by a bus," JJ blurted.

"Okay, we all know that's bullshit." John B replied rocking in his hammock.

"Don't you also have a relative that broke their mother's back after stepping on a crack?" You dropped your hand from the cat smirking up at JJ.

"Yeah, it's the same guy."

"Mkay sure,"

"Swear to god," JJ said lifting his hand and smirking down at you before plopping down beside you on the hammock.

"Is that so?" You retorted, smirking.

"Yes, that is so,"

You hummed feeling your checks burn at his new proximity. Breaking his strong gaze, you peered down at the kitten, JJ giving its head small pets.

"Ooo our goodies are ready," Kie said looking down to her phone. The others looked over at her but yours and JJ's stayed trained on the black feline and its endeavors of walking across the new terrain.

"Look at it. It's such a good little walker. We need to name it." You said to JJ watching the kitten stroll across the blue and white fabric.

"Well, we gotta see if it's a boy or girl." He replied as the others chatted.

You faked a gasp, "That's very crude of you to suggest Mr. Maybank." You replied raising your eyebrows and subconsciously batting your lashes.

"Hey now, I never suggested anything improper." He flashed a dazzling smile that put a wrench in your breathing.

You took a shaky inhale, "But it was heavily implied." A smug smile played on your lips.

"Whatever," he replied swatting his hand in the air.

"Yoo-hoo, children!" John B spouted.

"We're leaving," Pope added.

"Okay have fun!" You replied blowing them a kiss. "Be good!" JJ added although both of your eyes stayed trained on the little feline taking its first hesitant steps across the hammock.

"Let's leave the lovebirds alone with their young," Kie sighed as the three made their way over to the car with slight grumbles about their friends.

Another notable comment was made by John B, "They should just get married already,"

Their comments flew right over your head as at the same moment the kitten took a tumble and fell on its side.

"Woah little muffin you took a tumble," JJ said lifting the kitten back to its feet.

"Aw, our little baby took its first steps!" You exclaimed.

"Okay, we really outta stop calling it 'it'." He placed his eyes on you.

"Hm, okay what's a good cat name?" You said, meeting his eyes.

"Fred," he spouted.

"What? no," you replied, giving a look of disapproval.

Pleadingly, he questioned, "What's wrong with the name Fred?"

"What's right about the name Fred?" You smiled.

JJ faked a sigh, "You make it so hard to co-parent,". The idea of having a child with him made your heart-rate skyrocket, unbeknownst to you.

"It has to be gender neutral!" You giggled smiling bright at him

"Alfredo," he deadpanned, yet you found the smile in his eyes.

"How did you go from Fred to Alfredo?" You giggled tilting your head. He would be so hard to agree with on baby names.

"I'm hungry," he sheepishly grinned leaning in

"You can't eat the cat," you raised your eyebrows.

"Debatable," You giggled to this. He was close enough to smell the mint on his breath and the salt stained in his hair, and for a moment you got lost. You heard your heart thumping in your chest and everything silenced.

You looked down to his soft, plump lips and wondered what they would feel like against your own. Then he stared down to yours, the sirens went off in your head.

You harshly blinked and exhaled the animosity that had built. You tore yourself back. More so pulled but that's not how it felt. You watched his eyes shift in shape and your heart got pinched.

You couldn't, you just couldn't. You can't believe you even got close to kissing JJ. JJ one of your best friends. JJ that you've known since the third grade. No. Just no.

You shook away these thoughts and tried to steer back to conversation, "Okay we need a gender-neutral name."

"Fredo," JJ quipped, breaking the tension.

"Stop it," you smiled.

"Now let me propose Freud, eh? You like?"

Pausing a moment before declaring "Okay, I got it! Scabs we're naming it Scabs,", raising your hands slightly out of excitement.

"And I was crazy for Alfredo." He said, a sparkle in his sapphire eyes.

You grinned, "It's perfect,".

"Quirky," JJ replied.

"Come here sweet little Scabs." You squealed scooping your baby up and placing her down between your thighs. "You're so fuzzy and warm and little and squishy."

JJ reached over to pet Scabs, his calloused hands brushing against your skin. Your thighs involuntarily clenched and so did another area...

"Scabs you've got chick fur, baby." JJ's voice like velvet sent you into a fit, his breath tickling your neck. You had forgotten to breathe. Or how to for that matter.

You gazed down and were met with Scabs staring back at you, tummy exposed. Your eyes stayed trained on JJ's hand, mesmerized by the way his tendons and veins poked through as his hand glided.

What would his hand feel like on-

You cut the thought away as soon as it surfaced. Your sexual draw to JJ had become as prevalent as ever. Yes, of course that's all it was; just sexual draw.

"Mystery solved you're a baby girl." He spouted, bringing you back to earth.

You faked a gasp, "Uh, JJ you weren't supposed to look." You retorted, voice laced with sarcasm as he met your eyes.

"Hey, you're the one that put her in this position, to begin with." He pointed a finger at you.

"Because I assumed you were gentlemanly enough not to look!"

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The others had made their return nearly two hours ago and now you all reside in hammocks smoking and talking.

The smell of salt dances through the air as the sun makes its descent in the horizon. Slivers of golden sunshine decorating the yard.

JJ laid next to you and Scabs rested on your chest as you stroked her head. Her little eyes had been threatening to shut for several minutes.

"Close your eyes, sweetheart. I know you're scared you're gonna miss stuff but you've had a big day and you need your rest to grow big and strong." You whispered lazily to Scabs.

To this JJ turned his head and chuckled. He started lightly patting her bottom, to this you creased your brows at him. Sensing your hesitation he locked his reddened eyes with yours "Trust me, princess. I know what I'm doing." He said before turning back to her.

You watched as her eyes fluttered shut and briskly turned your head to him. "Where'd you learn that?"

"That's what you do to calm down babies." He said nonchalantly, the sliver of sunlight left allowing you to see his reddened eyes. He was the last person you had ever expected to know how to soothe an infant.

"Why do you know that?" You replied, brows creasing in confusion.

He simply brushed it off, "Everybody knows that."

"Mkay," you narrowed your eyes at him before giggling. "Here take her real quick I gotta pee." Gently, you placed Scabs onto JJ's chest, your fingers brushing the soft, gray material that clung to his chest.

" 'kay, have fun." He drawled making you grin.

"I always do," you replied with a giggle. JJ watched as you strolled into the château. You skipped right back out once you were done and were met with three sleeping pouges.

"Aw, we wore them out." You giggled, settling back into the hammock.

"Some people can not hold their substances," JJ said and you laughed as if it were the funniest thing in the world, and at that moment it was. JJ soon joined you in this fit, moonlight now beginning to kiss his face.

After you two had gotten over your hissy fit you took note of the way Scabs was curled up on JJ and gushed. "You guys are so cute, I need a picture!"

You pulled out your phone and JJ said "Wait, you have to get in it too then it can be our family photo!"

"Aw yeah." You smiled, turning your phone sideways you said "Say cheese,".

Of course, JJ said "Cheese," and you began laughing. Your phone flashed and you examined the photo.

"Look at us we're so cute. Send that to me." He said, peering over your shoulder.

"Okay," you pressed the send button and watched as JJ opened his phone and made it his background.

"What!? That is such a good idea. I gotta do that too." You hazily did the same.

"Perfect now we match," JJ muttered turning off his phone.

"Mmm it's chilly out here," you mumbled, squirming in an attempt to gain warmth.

"Come here, baby." He gave into his desires, bringing one of his arms to come and wrap around you. The pet name turning your cheeks rosy. Nonetheless, thankful for the new source of heat, you snuggled into his side. The weed in your system allowing you to let down your guard and do as you truly desired.

Letting out a content sigh you mumbled, "Your shirt is soft."

"Thank you," He said, turning his head to the side, his eyes fighting to stay open. You basked in his smell, the mix of weed, mint, and the ocean filling your senses. You felt yourself being pulled under by exhaustion, your newfound warmth, and the lullaby of his heartbeat egging this on.

"Y/n?" he said.

"What?"

"You're so pretty," he grinned a sheepish smile, one that found its way to your face as well.

"No, you're so pretty."

"No. You are."

"Fine," you sighed lightly, "We can both be pretty." You lazily giggled together.

JJ felt your giggled subside and your body relax on his and he said once and for all, "You're prettier,"

Tags: @jvandusen71 @severa-kane Lmk if you want to be tagged in future parts!💜

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sun-undone · 2 years

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OBX details that make me feral (1/?)

The Pogues’ differing opinions on what to do with the money from the motel room in 1x01

This conversation goes by pretty quickly, but I absolutely adore it because it very clearly cements each of the Pogues’ unique worldviews. I just think it’s such a cool way to introduce the audience to their dynamic as a friend group and all the potential sub-dynamics within it. You can very easily start to map out these characters in terms of a moral hierarchy:

Kiara votes to give the money to Lana because it’s “bad karma” otherwise, which reflects her more idealistic outlook on life. She believes that bad things happen to people who do bad things. Since she is in a much less precarious financial place than the other Pogues, she has the luxury of thinking about the situation from a higher moral standpoint than them.

Pope also doesn’t want them to keep the money, but not because he has some deep, internal sense of right and wrong. He just doesn’t want to get caught and get in trouble. In terms of his morals about the situation, they only matter insofar as they matter to the police or other authority figures that could jeopardize his future.

JJ is the least morally conscious of the bunch, as he thinks they should just keep the money and “deny, deny, deny”. Probably due to a combo of Luke’s influence and his status as the lowest income Pogue, he doesn’t have the luxury to worry about the karmic consequences of his actions. He also isn’t concerned with his future being ruined if they get caught because he is fully prepared to not have a future anyway.

The fact that he butts heads with Kiara here because of her privileged outlook introduces the potential for a very cool dynamic between the two characters. Kie’s “bad karma” approach vs JJ’s “eat or be eaten” approach is something that often comes up in small, comedic moments throughout the series (their very first lines in 1x01 about fancy towel warmers; JJ talking about how he loves plastic in 2x02), but I’d love to see it come up again in a more high-stakes situation. My fellow Jiara bitches, how do we feel about this??

And then finally, we get to John B, who isn’t concerned about karma or getting caught or finally having some money in his pockets. He looks beyond the question of whether to take the money and discovers the more important question of how did Scooter get the money in the first place. In my opinion, this not only cements John B as the leader of the Pogues, but it also introduces his more fantastical outlook on life. He’s more likely than the other Pogues to see a deeper conspiracy going on because he’s been holding onto hope for his dad for almost a year at this point, despite literally everyone telling him to give up and move on. We’ll see this outlook continue to rear its head as he gets more and more frantic about the treasure hunt, especially in the back half of the season. It seems so tame now, but I really think that this moment plants the seeds for how obsessive he gets about finishing his dad’s mission and finding the gold.

#sof thinks too much about obx #i'm rewatching and publicly admitting to just how much i obsess over the smallest moments in this damn show #obx #outer banks #obx s1 #obx season 1 #jj maybank #john b routledge #pope heyward #kiara carrera #jiara #the pogues

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lizziethat · 11 months

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Outer Banks Episode 1 Thoughts (Part 2)

* “Not so pleasant” is the first thing we hear about Topper. It is an understatement.

*But of course, the entirety of the John B./JJ/Topper fight -- and literally everything before it turns into an actual love triangle, is about Topper thinking he’s better than the Pogues because he’s got money. It’s not any deeper than that, which makes Topper so easy to hate.

*On the flip side of that, it’s quite easy to like JJ, even when he’s doing demonstrably silly things, because he’s doing it for his friends. Sure, he’s not thinking straight, but he’s not thinking straight because his friend is in danger!!!

*Awfully ironic how Sarah calls JJ a “psycho” two seconds after Topper almost drowned John B.

*I could write a dissertation about how Kie and Pope stood there not because they don’t love John B, but because their fight/flight response is skewed towards flight -- as more normal people’s are. JJ’s is skewed towards fight, because he’s had to fight every second of his life.

*Do JJ’s plans ever work? I know they’re teenagers, but like …the fact that they don’t question JJ’s plans seems to indicate that they sometimes work, right? Right? Please say so.

*No bruise has ever healed as fast as John B’s. It goes from almost black to barely there by the time he’s talking to Sarah.

*John B. and Sarah is entirely too generic in the “Pilot.” It’s not bad, and there’s clear setup there, but it’s very Romeo and Juliet and though there’s clear chemistry, the show made the right choice to lean into the mystery and the things they had in common and not on the oh, we’re so different angle. It wouldn’t have worked as well if they’d leaned into that.

*”I don’t know, but I liked it. A lot.” JJ sure makes a lot of comments about how hot he thinks Kie is for someone they were not setting up to be with Kie, And Pope makes exactly zero.

*It sorta feels like they wanted to set up John B/Kie/Sarah to be the love triangle, with Topper and JJ sort of on the outside …and then after they cut the Pilot, they changed their minds. Because they move away from John B. and Kie very quickly after, and though they don’t lean on Kie and JJ right away, they sure set it up this episode, and did not set up Kiara and Pope.

*Hilarious how the people shooting, who are supposedly good at shooting, never manage to hit anyone.

#outer banks #obx #obx season 1 #obx season 1 episode 1

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exposing-the-obx · 1 year

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✨Jesse James Maybank✨

#the loml #purest boi #sweet bby #bestest boy #netflix obx #the outer banks #netflix outer banks #outer banks #jj maybank #the outerbanks #obx season 1 #obx season 2 #obx season 3 #jesse james maybank

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black-grey-white-purple · 8 months

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Sarah sincerely thanking every person who helps them, even in the smallest way, is my aesthetic.

#she thanks the uber driver #the doctor #the tractor driver #the shopkeeper #the yacht help #and she does it all sincerely #sarah obx #sarah cameron #obx #obx cast #outer banks #obx season 2 #obx season 1 #be the kindness you want to see in the world

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toppersbitch · 1 year

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Topper Thornton Masterlist

Those Stars (angst + fluff)

Sick (fluff)

Naughty (smut and maybe a little fluff)

Super Rich Kids (fluff)

Slowly (angst and smut)

Spin For Me (little angst and fluff)

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dailypankow · 2 years

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rudy pankow | a breaching in the garden (flaunt magazine)

#rudy pankow #rudeth #jj maybank #outer banks #outer banks cast #outer banks netflix #outer banks season 1 #outer banks season 2 #outer banks season 3 #obx #obx cast #obx netflix #obx season 1 #obx season 2 #obx season 3 #flaunt magazine #photoshoot

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secretsfromthegirlnextdoor · 2 years

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Pairing: JJ Maybank x female!OC

Part: 12/??

Series Masterlist

“I don't know what happened to Topper's boat. Quite honestly, I don't want to.” Heyward scolded as he put the truck in park and climbed out. “You were two seconds away from havin' a different life.” He said as he and Pope came around the truck to start unloading coolers.

Sam had endured the whole ride over, sitting in between Heyward and his son as a buffer and listening to Pope’s father lecture him about poor choices and what kind of friends he should be surrounding himself with. She’d sat quietly the whole way, trying her best to be polite, but now she was getting the hell out of there.

“Thanks for the ride Heyward!” She yelled out as she walked away from the truck. He ignored her, instead continuing to admonish Pope. Sam looked back over her shoulder and gave her friend an apologetic look, mouthing the words ‘I’m sorry’ and gritting her teeth as he nodded back at her, mouthing ‘it’s ok’ as he waved her off.

She walked up to the building, adjusting her dress and combing her hands through her hair with a yawn as she slid in through a side door and made her way back to the staff area. They’d asked her to come in for the party as a floater, someone who looked the part of a kook and made sure things went smoothly, filling up drinks, taking away empties and directing party goers to the food, restrooms, whatever they needed. Basically they needed her to be invisible. Easy.

Or it would have been if she’d gotten even just an hour or two more of sleep in the last 48 hours.

Sam had been running on fumes and tutoring some dumb seventh grade Kook when she got the call. She could barely keep her eyes open when Kie’s face popped up in her phone during linear equations, with Buffalo Soldier ringing out softly in the library study room. She considered letting it go to voicemail, then thought better of it, thinking of the earful she’d get if she ignored the call.

“Sammie? Where are you?” Kiara asked before Sam could say anything, her voice wavering, bordering on tears.

“What?? I’m tutoring, Kie what’s going on?” Sam replied, instantly filled with fear and worry

“Where are you? Are you sitting? I need you to sit down Sammie” Kie demanded.

Sam pulled the phone away from her ear and pointed to the worksheet in front of her student, “Keep working, I’ll be right back” she instructed as she stepped into the empty room next door and sat down, “okay I’m sitting, Kie you’re freaking me out, what’s going on?”

Kie launched into her story, and the first time she retold the story of the scene that had unfolded at Heyward’s Sam had only caught a few words, ‘boat’, ‘JJ’ and ��arrested’.

“Kie, Kie don’t fuck with me like this, slow down and repeat, I thought I heard you say that JJ was arrested” Sam was shaking now, barely able to hold the phone up to her ear.

“Sammie that’s what I’m trying to tell you!” Kie wailed, “the other day when you came over, when we surfed, and JJ and Pope went out on those grocery deliveries, Topper and Rafe jumped Pope. So Pope and JJ went to sink Topper’s boat in retaliation, apparently it was Pope but the cops just showed up here at Heyward’s and JJ took the blame, they just fucking took him away in cuffs!”

All of the sound in the building, in the world, faded out and all Sam could hear was the ringing in her ears. The room started closing in and she could feel her chest rising and falling quickly, her breath becoming more and more erratic. ‘No, no, no’ she thought to herself, ‘this isn’t happening right now’. She briefly resurfaced and heard Kie yelling in her ear, “Sammie?! Breathe okay? Where are you? I’ll come pick you up, you can stay at my place tonight until we hear something from him.”

“No,” Sam stuttered out. Gasping and trying to regain her breath.

“Sam, what? I’m already in the car I’ll just come get you” Kie chastised.

“No, Kie, it’s fine, I’ll be fine. I’m uh, I’m tutoring right now and I’ve gotta work Midsummer’s tomorrow, are we getting ready together like usual?” She had to compartmentalize, she couldn’t see a way forward, and acting like life was going on as normal might just trick her brain into thinking everything was, in fact, just fine.

It all started to click, Topper and Rafe rolling up on her outside the library, the weird way Pope’s voice had wavered when he insisted that everything was fine, the bruises that had bloomed on JJ’s skin when she saw him the night of the summer movie series. Kie had said there was a fight but didn’t elaborate any further, it had to have all been connected.

After ending the call with Kir, Sam was sure she wouldn’t be sleeping again until she saw JJ and knew that he was okay. She’d even gone over to the chateau that night, hoping that he would show up, but he never did. She’d managed to sleep a couple of hours in his bed, but when she woke up she was still alone.

Kie had remarked earlier that afternoon when they were getting ready together how tired she looked as she dabbed concealer under Sam's eyes “I’m just worried about JJ” she responded, not a total lie, but not exactly the whole truth either. “Me too,” Kie said, blending out the makeup on Sammie’s face,“but you know him, he’s got the survival instincts of a cockroach, he’ll be fine.” Kie sounded like she was still trying to convince herself of that last part.

The night had gone fairly smoothly for Sam as she floated around the party, smiling at patrons and catering to their every request. A few times though she thought she’d seen a familiar blonde mop of hair in her peripheral vision, but she’d just chalked it up to her lack of sleep and abundance of stress.

“Great seeing you again JJ” Rafe called out as the security guard pulled him out of the locker room and pushed him down the hallway towards the exit. He fought the man, trying to get his own footing as the party continued around him.

The next voice he heard calling his name was like music to his ears, he’d know it anywhere, its softness standing out from the dull roar of the party around them. “JJ?” He craned his neck around to see her, pulling himself away from the burly man escorting him out. Sam stood behind him in a short black cocktail dress, holding a tray of empty glasses by resting one side on her hip. Her hair was curled softly and brushed over to one side, His eyes widened as he took in all of her features “Sammie! Just the girl I was looking for!” a smile erupted across his face “you are looking beautiful tonight!” He gushed.

She grinned, but a concerned look remained on her face as she moved towards him, stopping short as the guard tried pulling JJ away again “dude, can I have like one freaking second, please?” He pleaded, then turned back to his favorite girl. “What’s…. What’s going on?” She stuttered, surveying the fresh cuts and bruises on his face.

“the Pogues out back baby, meet there in 5?” He said, motioning the number ‘5’ with his free hand just as the kooks he had been running from minutes before all poured out of the door behind them. He peered around her but then looked back into her eyes, questioning. Sammie sighed but nodded with a smirk on her face.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Kelce said as one of the other kook boys whistled, seeing Sam standing between them and JJ “So we’re calling this one baby now?” Rafe hissed, looking the girl’s backside up and down, licking his lips as he stepped towards her “how about I come and find you later, baby?” Sam’s eyes remained locked on JJ’s as an embarrassed heat crept across her cheeks, giving him a small head shake and mouthing ‘don’t’. But he couldn’t let them say those things, couldn’t let them look at her that way. Once again he ripped his arm out of the grasp of the guard and launched himself at Rafe, side-stepping Sammie as she tried to grab his arm and pull him back.

The guard followed closely after him, pushing Sam to the side and grabbing JJ by the collar, yanking him back and pulling him towards the door “hey!! Watch out for the lady man!” JJ yelled, searching for her eyes again “5 minutes Sammie!” She nodded, using his distraction to scurry off with her tray towards the kitchen.

“Look... look, man, I can walk myself. I got legs. Can you see that, brother? Come on.” JJ said pointedly at the security guard as he pushed him through the door and out onto the porch “I really appreciate what you did back there. Let me just walk out by myself.”

The next minute or so was a blur, the guard kept his hand wrapped around JJ’s arm as he guided him across the porch and to the stairs. The boy finally pulled himself away, downing drinks off of tables and making a scene. He found John B, giving him a salute before yelling out for Kie and Pope to follow after them. The next thing he knew, the four Pogues were running across the lawn and down the sandy beach to where the boat was pulled up on the shore.

Just as they were about to push back something caught his eye in the dark “wait, wait!” He whisper-yelled as a figure ran down the beach towards them. The silhouette approached and he caught a glimpse of the long hair trailing behind her “there’s my girl!!“ he beamed, reaching his hands out as Sammie crashed into him, wrapping her arms around his neck “y’all almost left me behind didn’t you?!” She cried out to the group, laughing as JJ hoisted her up onto the bow of the pogue and pushed the boat back, jumping in after her.

All the chaos of the night had died down, but JJ could still hear ringing in his ears as he laid in bed, the house now silent after what seemed like constant noise blaring around him all day long. Sammie stirred next to him, and he looked down at her soft features, watching her eyes squint open and blink a few times, registering her surroundings.

“Hey” she whispered “you’re supposed to be asleep”. JJ scooched down in the bed and rolled over to face her, wrapping his arm around her waist. “Just been a long day, my brain won’t shut off” he whispered back. “Do you wanna talk about it?” She replied, the sleepiness falling away from her voice as she woke up. He shook his head slightly “no, it’s okay, you go back to sleep” he said as he brushed a stray hair across her forehead. “Well now I’m awake, so talk to me” she looked up at him and grinned.

He hesitated, then sighed “I’m absolutely fucked Sammie” he said tensely, moving one hand to massage his temple and his forehead “I don’t know how I can face my dad again with this restitution hanging over me” his voice halted, he didn’t want to cry, but he was teetering right on the edge. Sam brought her arm up to rest on his side, rubbing his back with her palm “we’ll figure it out JJ, and you know Pope is already trying to think of ways to get the money, it’ll be okay”.

“It’s not just the money, he fucking hates me” JJ squeaked out, breath hitching as he fought back tears “Pope? Pope doesn’t hate you, J” Sammie cooed, patting his back. “No” JJ choked out “my dad” he said between heaves “I almost killed him today. I had the gun pointed at him and I almost did it” he dissolved into sobs. Sam sat up quickly, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him into her chest, letting him cry as she patted his back and ran her fingers through his hair. “But you didn’t” she whispered in his ear “you’re not like him, JJ” eliciting more sobs from the boy.

The two sat in this position for several minutes as JJ released all of his pent up emotions and then slowly but surely regained his composure and his breathing. He was about to pull away when he felt it, Sam was planting kisses on top of his head. His heart melted and before he could talk himself out of it he pulled away from her arms, placing one hand on her cheek and dipping his head down to place a soft, slow kiss on her lips.

He pulled back, searching her face for any indication of what she was thinking. Her eyes were still closed but she gave a look of surprise as she opened them wide and stuttered out something to say “I-…” he shouldn’t have done it, he’d freaked her out “shit, Sammie I’m sorry” he mumbled, looking away in embarrassment “no… it’s okay” she reassured softly, patting his chest “Um…does this have something to do with you calling me ‘baby’ earlier?” She shifted awkwardly in the bed. He squeezed his eyes shut, more embarrassment flooding over him. “It’s okay, really!” She reassured further “I didn’t mind it… until Rafe made it kinda weird”

Fucking Rafe. JJ thought to himself, add it to the list of reasons he couldn’t stand that douchebag. “It's just like, we’re on this other level now with you sleeping here and everything, I didn’t mean to fuck it up” he apologized, mentally kicking himself for taking the leap. “Hey” she said, brushing his hair out of his face “it’s okay, really. I’m sorry if me sleeping here has made things weird for you, I won’t keep coming around if it bothers you..” she started to move away, he could sense she was going to get up and leave “no, no, hey” he said frantically, grabbing for her hand, “you could never bother me, I really like you sleeping here. I really like you being around all the time… if that kiss didn’t make it obvious enough” he looked desperately at her, eyes pleading for her to stay.

“Really?” She whispered, still unsure that her presence wasn’t a nuisance “yes really, dumbass” he smiled, pulling her back down to lay next to him. “So you liked it when I called you baby?” He said after a few moments, looking at her with a cheesy grin. Sam smiled big, covering her face with her hands and mumbling through them “maybe!” He laughed, pushing and poking her teasingly “ahhhh you totally do!!!” She rolled over into him, nuzzling her face into the space between his arm and his chest “shut up!!!” She snickered as he wrapped his arms around her waist and the two dissolved into giggles.

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