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John B/JJxReader

This gonna be a kind of series of one/two shots where the reader is in a fwb situation with both John B and JJ. They are both aware of the other being involved and they also both want her heart. However, she doesn't want to be in a relationship at the moment so she insists on staying friends with both of them. This is a SMUT. Every chapter will have smut in it.

This will not have a regular schedule because writing smut takes a lot out of me ngl so it'll update whenever it updates.

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Chapter 1; John B

I smiled widely while riding the wave I was currently on with Kiara just a few feet away on her own board. I looked over at her, my salt water soaked hair sticking to my shoulders, back and face as I turned my head to see her. She was trying to top me again for who can ride a wave the longest. I whipped my board to throw some foam and changed my direction so I was heading horizontally across the wave. Kiara tumbled, taking a dive for it in the water, she knew she wasn't gonna regain her balance. I bent down closer to the water while going to finish it off and stuck out my tongue at her on the way by. She cackled and resisted the urge to tug on my cord.

Finally when I got to the end, I dove into the water and resurfaced quickly, watching Kiara walk up the bank with her board. I waved at the group of Pogues on the beach from the sand bar. I grabbed my board and got on, paddling as close as I could and then getting off to head up the beach to the rest of my friends. I flashed a grin at John B on my way up, he had a glint in his eyes, the look of admiration was unmistakable. I gasped and shouted, dropping my board as I felt my feet leave the sand. "JJ! You're lucky I already took off my cord!" I yelled at him, I gripped his arm to hold my top half up as he slung me over his shoulder.

"That was fucking awesome, N/N!" He exclaimed, gripping my thighs so I didn't fall over his back. He grabbed my board with me still over his back and ran up to the rest of the group. Faking that he would drop me at least once on the way. He handed my board to Pope who put it with the rest of the boards. JJ put me down and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him and still moving around so I was stumbling with him.

"It wasn't even the biggest one I've pulled." I giggled. John B snorted and stood up.

"Alright, alright, let go, JJ." He told him, JJ groaned and took his hands off. Pope sat back down in his beach chair next to Kie. John B took his shirt off and smirked at me.

"Oh hell no! No!" I screamed, trying to run away. He laughed and chased me, I only got 10 feet away before he caught up and wrapped his arms around me, lifting me up bridal style and racing down the beach to throw me back in. "JB!"

Pope laughed and got up, taking off his hat, sandals, sunglasses and shirt to run after us, JJ also followed to the water. Kiara smiled and stood up, walking behind the group and standing at the edge of the water to watch John B throw my ass in and then a water fight start between the four of us. Shortly after, I shrieked at John B and tried to run in the water but he tackled me. Pope, JJ and Kiara had gone back up to the beach to get the things back together because the fire was starting to go out. He lifted me again and tossed me in the water. "John!"

He laughed and settled down, standing in the water and pulling my head into his chest an apology. He had his hands holding my head and I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Ok, ok, I'm sorry for throwing you in the water." He tried to hold back a smile, I could see it.

I just stared up into his eyes and rolled my own, pushing him away. "Sureee." I snickered. "Come on, we should go back to the group." I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the water, walking up the sand to the burnt out fire. Something I didn't notice at the time, but JJ did, was that John B who was being led by me, was watching the way my body moved while walking to the tiny bonfire. He liked a lot of things about me, the way my hips moved, my laugh, the way my legs carried me, the way my hair still looked beautiful while soaking wet and sticking to my torso.

I let go of John B as we got close and went to help put the rest of the food and empty been bottles in the cooler. John B immediately went to JJ with a grin on his face, I could hear the two of them saying things to each other and then laughing and then saying something else. Sounded like teasing. We got the rest of our stuff together and made sure the fire was fully out, then left to get in the Twinkie and go back to the Château.

We packed everything in, John B was driving with Pope in the passenger seat and Kiara, me and JJ sat in the back, there was a full on conversation still happening between the five of us when JJ pulled me over onto his lap, he didn't make any weird movements after, it was like he just hauled me onto his lap to move me. "Yeah!" He argued.

"No it's not the same."

"It totally is, how come you can be a Pogue with Kook parents and money but Y/N can't be a Pogue with Kook money and no parents like John B?" He asked a valid question.

"Oh yeah, I appreciate being used as an example, thanks for asking me first?" John B scoffed jokingly from the front seat.

"Hey, he's arguing for my honor without me asking too." I smiled, shaking his shoulder gently.

"Well, because she has Kook money, I don't have Kook money, my parents have Kook money." Kie was losing this debate.

"That's the SAME THING." He emphasized, laughing. He set his hand on my hip and squeezed, still making zero acknowledgment of his hands or anything he's been doing. I couldn't help but shift just slightly only for a second but I was very much resisting the urge to make more contact, it was uncomfortable knowing he was right there.

I looked over at Pope, who was reading of course and then at John B again, I actually got a good look at him this time, including the backs of his hands. "Oh my god, John B." I moved off of JJ and grabbed his free hand, looking at the back. "What the fuck happened?" I raised an eyebrow at the bruises that covered his knuckles.

"Nahh, don't worry about it. I just had a problem with Rafe again yesterday." He sighed.

We dropped off Pope at his place and Kiara at hers since their parents were generally strict on staying out on school nights even though it was only like 6:30. John B pulled into his 'driveway' and turned off the car.

"Shit!" I jumped from the sudden shout that came from JJ as he checked his phone for the first time in hours. "Oh shit. Shit! Fuck!" He was shaking from what was most likely adrenaline.

"Wh- Jayj?" I questioned him, he slammed the van door open and grabbed his dirt bike.

"My dad texted my three times already. Oh, I'm so FUCKED." He growled.

"You can stay here again, JJ." John B told him, grabbing the cooler from the back of the van. I climbed out the back and grabbed my shorts from inside, finally putting them back on with the baggy shirt I was wearing that was now drying.

"No can do, he wants me home, I ain't riskin it." He stated. "See ya later, Pogues!" He saluted, starting up his bike and riding off.

I sighed heavily, worried about him. I closed the van door and followed John B who was now walking inside the shack. I went ahead to open the door for him since his hands were full and closed it behind us. He put the stuff down in the middle of the living room and watched me as I headed to the bathroom to take a shower. He listened for the water turning on and groaned when it did, throwing himself down onto the couch. "Fuck.." he leaned his neck onto the back of the couch and replayed the day in his head.

He'd been there a while because he lifted his head when he heard the bathroom door open and then the guest bedroom close. "Cold shower." He told himself, getting up to head in and try to get rid of this urge he had.

I heard him go in the bathroom after me, no doubt he probably wasn't gonna get any hot water if he tried. I dried my hair as much as I could without my hairdryer and then brushed it out, put on undergarments and then a baggy shirt that covered everything. I didn't want to wear jeans right now and that's literally all I had in the drawers of this room. Jean pants and jean shorts. By the time I'd opened the guest door so JB could come in if he had to, he was already walking out in a towel to go in his room. He didn't look happy to be honest. I put my hair up with a claw clip and backed up to look at myself, my eyes ran over my body as a tilted my head in thought. I ran my hands down my arms and put them on my hips, blowing out some air. I snapped out of it when John B's door opened again, I shook my head and walked out of the room to get some water.

He watched me as walked to the kitchen. Thinking about what he'd just seen me doing, it didn't look like anything he'd ever seen me do before. He stood still, chewing on the inside of his cheek for a minute and really digging through his head before deciding to follow me.

I reached for a glass in the cabinet and glanced over at him for help when he came around the corner. The glasses were up fairly high because Big John never wanted John B to get his hands on them as a kid. The plastic cups were gone so I had to use a glass. John B walked up behind me and grabbed it, handing it to me along with a straw. "Thanks JB." I smiled at him, his face became softer upon seeing my smile. He watched me fill up my glass with ice and water and then drink all of it.

I put the cup down and looked at him. "What are you looking at?" I wondered, it was quiet inside the wooden walls of the Château aside from our breathing. He approached me and trapped me against the counter, reaching his hands to the sides of it to lock me in.

"I need you again." He muttered, lowering his head to my neck and running his nose in the crook. I reached forward, running my hands up his chest and around to his neck. He moved back up and watched them until he couldn't anymore. He always liked my hands, especially with a fresh set.

I tilted my head up and pulled him down to me, stopping when our noses almost touched. "You're obsessed." I told him.

He smiled lightly. "Yes, I am." He admitted, moving his hands from the counter to my hips. He lowered his head the extra space and caught my lips with his. I hummed and moved my hands up into his hair from his neck. I ran my fingers through it, scratching his scalp gently every so often during the kiss, it was still damp from his shower. He gripped my thighs and lifted me again, wrapping my legs around his waist so he could carry me to his room.

(Smut be starting here)

He closed his door behind him for no particular reason and set me down on his bed, he took off his already unbuttoned shirt that he'd just put on and climbed into bed with me, he moved his mouth down to my jaw from my lips and then started toward my neck. I sighed contentedly as he slid his hands up my shirt and held me close. I moved his hair out of his face when he looked at me again with his beautiful brown eyes. He moved back and grabbed my shirt, I helped him pull it over my head and toss it somewhere where the rest of our clothes will also end up. He reached back and unhooked my bra, throwing that too.

I pushed him over and straddled his hips, his breath hitched in his throat as he watched me take my hair out of the clip and carefully toss it onto my shirt that was on the floor. He admired me, sitting up so he could wrap his arms around me once more. "Just let me." He spoke softly. I ground my hips and he flipped us again, grabbing at the sides of my underwear to pull them off. He kissed my neck, then down my chest, stomach and the inside of my thigh. He situated himself between my legs and without hesitation, licked right up my pussy.

"Ah.." I gasped, he stuck his tongue inside me and licked up again, he started sucking on my clit mercilessly. I couldn't stop squirming, my hands found their place in his hair, running my fingers through it. "Yes." I moaned. He wrapped his arm around my leg and held me in place, the other one pushed down on my hips, trying to me to stop moving. He kept licking and sucking on my cunt until I couldn't handle it anymore. "John B! Oh.." I shouted, moaning loud from the pleasure. "Fuck! Yes!" He hummed in satisfaction as he felt my body relax after cumming. He licked one more time so I wasn't dripping his spit, then let go of me and moved up.

I was catching my breath but couldn't help getting excited again when I saw him unbuttoning his shorts and get up to pull them off along with his boxers. He climbed back into bed with me and lifted my legs to his hips, kissing me deeply. He pulled away and stuck his fingers inside me, making sure I was still wet before sliding in. It was easy since he'd done it before, I couldn't help but gasp though, he was bigger than average and his cock filled me to the brim. "Oh god.." I sighed.

He smiled and kissed me again, I tightened my legs around his hips as he started thrusting slowly. He kept me quiet with his lips, running his hand up to mine and intertwining our fingers, then forcing it next to my head. My other hand stayed at the base of his neck in his hair, gently scratching his scalp in our kiss. I moaned into it, he was slow and gentle at the beginning, continuously looking to make sure I was okay. And then I pulled away from the kiss. "John.." I gasped. He looked up from where he had his head lowered and into my eyes. "Harder." I told him.

He let go of my hand and put it under my knee, his other lifted my leg over his shoulder so he could get a better angle. "Fuck." He grunted, thrusting faster and harder than he was before. I gripped the sheets to try and keep myself grounded but it was so hard with how good he was fucking me.

"Fuck! John B, turn over." I told him, he let my leg go and moved so I was one top. He had his chest against mine as I started bouncing, his hands slammed my hips back down onto his. "John B!" I moaned. He couldn't help the animalistic growl that ripped from his throat at the sounds of his name rolling deliciously off my tongue.

The sound of our skin slapping and harsh moans only made me wetter, I was falling apart above John B and he knew it. I was getting tired, a mix of the movement and the pleasure instantly striking fatigue into me. JB started doing all the work, moving my hips to his liking as I wrapped my arms around his neck and shoulders. He hissed at the feeling of my nails digging into the skin, moving one hand up to hold my head, his fingers tangling in my hair. I gasped, feeling the thrust of his hips get harder as he pulled me into a kiss again.

I couldn't think, all I could do was kiss the brunette that was fucking me stupid and let him do the rest. I really needed to cum, my high was coming fast and hard. "Ah! John B!" I shouted.

He kissed my chest and collarbone before looking back up at me. "Cum for me, Princess." He groaned. I couldn't hold it anymore and came undone on top of him, he pulled my hips down a little more, putting his head on my tits as he came inside me. He let go and laid back on his bed, catching his breath. I leaned my hands on the sides of his chest, also coming down from my high. I couldn't help my pussy squeezing him because he was still inside. He grumbled and lifted me off of him, not wanting to get hard again, seeing that I was drenched in sweat.

"Fuck.." I sighed. I'd laid next to him, he stood up, putting his boxers on and getting back in bed to lay next to me.

"You were great on the waves today." He mentioned, closing his eyes sleepily.

"I know." I smiled. I got up, leaning my hand onto the nightstand to keep myself up as my legs strengthened to hold me. He watched me from his bed.

Suddenly, the door to the château made a sound that made it seem like it was slammed open. I put my clothes on quickly as I heard someone going through the kitchen. John B got up to get dressed too and I walked out before him, leaving him alone to see who was in the house.

"JJ?" I questioned, standing in the doorway to the kitchen. He turned to look at me, putting the water he was chugging down onto the counter. "Oh.." John B walked up behind me, glancing at his best friend in the kitchen. He'd been crying and there was only ever one reason JJ would cry.

"I'm gonna take a nap." He said flatly, passing us and heading to the guest room.

"I don't know what to do anymore." I muttered to the boy standing next to me as we'd turned to watch JJ walk down the hallway.

"There's not much we can do except be there for him." He stated.

I couldn't help but think about every time he'd come to mine or John B's to get away. I assumed he hit my house first because I lived closer but since I wasn't there, he came here. I sighed. "Shit."

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tokousername · 1 year

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CHAPTER 1

Pairing(s): JJ Maybank x Pogue!Reader, John B & Cousin!Reader

Warning(s): swearing, underage drinking, mentions of JJ being a man hoe, maybe some violence

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"That's what, a three-story fall to the deck?" A voice sounded. John B stood on the roof of a building that was still in construction. He held a beer can in his hand while ghosting his right foot out over the edge of the peak.

"I give you about a one in three chance of survival." Pope informed him, he watched John B worriedly from below, he knew he could take care of himself but it didn't make him feel any better about him playing with his life.

"Hm." John B hummed questioningly, licking his finger and sticking it in the air like a sailor on a ship. "Should I do it?" He asked non-genuinely.

"Yeah, jump." JJ pretty much dared him, the owner of that voice sat with me on the balcony just below John B. He had his own beer in his hand, smirking up at the brown haired boy with a bandana around his neck.

"I'll shoot you on the way down." Pope, the kid from before, teases him, holding up a drill he found lying around.

"You're gonna shoot me?" John B retorted. Making a finger gun and pretending to shoot the other Pope with it, "Pew"

"They're going to have Japanese toilets with towel warmers." Kiara scoffed, walking out of the house behind us and standing on the balcony with her fists on her hips.

"Of course they are. Why wouldn't they?" I snorted, leaning my back up against JJ's shoulder and snacking on a bag of chips. "People with a lot of money have nice things like that."

"This used to be a turtle habitat, but who cares about the turtles, I guess." Kiara says.

"I can't have cold towels." John B pitched in.

"Can you please not kill yourself?" She speaks up to the boy on the roof. She put a flat hand above her eyebrows to block the sun from her eyes.

"Don't spill that beer. I'm not giving you another one." JJ strictly tells him, sipping his own and putting it down next to him.

Coincidentally, just as his best friend said this John B lost his balance and caught himself again but oh so very sadly ended up dropping his beer. He muttered an "oh shit." and glanced down at the blonde.

JJ threw his hands up, raising his eyebrows in mild disbelief. "Of course you did. Like right when I told you not to." He hooked his hands behind his head, squeezing his eyes shut in annoyance from the trouble he went through to get the crate of alcohol.

"Smooth" Pope commented.

"That was so great for you John B. I'm proud you decided to quit drinking." I feigned. My cousin groaned in irritation at the loss of his drink.

"Dumbass." Kiara spoke under her breath.

"Hey!" A shout echoed through the bottom of the house where there were missing walls.

"Hey, uh, security's here." Pope oh so graciously informed the rest of his group. "Let's wrap it up." He says with a slight hint of nervousness.

"Boys are early today." John B grinned, climbing down from the roof.

"Humpty Dumpty's on his way, let's roll." JJ picked up his beer and stood up, "You too m'lady." He smiled down at me, I sighed and reached out my hand, to which his grabbed and hauled me off the ground. "Gary, is that you?" JJ yelled down at the guard, his smile only got wider as the man replied.

"You know it's me!" He shouted at him angrily. "Get down here!"

"You know it's me!" He shouted up.

"Get down here."

"Gary, good to see you, man!"

We all shouted at him while climbing down.

"You're asking for it." Kiara says.

"JJ!" An angry Gary shouts up.

We started whooping and hollering, laughing and shouting excitedly while running through the house and down.

"Hey stop!" Gary shouted. He cornered JJ who slipped and had to get up to run back, I had to parkour over him to keep running.

"Get em! They're coming your way!"

"Hey! Stop!"

More shouts came from security while all of us raced around to escape them.

"I got him!" One shouts grabbing JJ, but he slipped away and made a dash for it.

"Not much of a hugger man!" He says laughing.

"They're going out front!"

"JJ hurry!" Kiara shouted to him, sprinting ahead next to one of the others.

"Go, Pope! Go! Go, go, go, go, go, go!" JJ shouted at Pope, we all jumped the fence.

Pope landed on his face and the rest of us laughed and kept running, JJ launched over and patted Pope.

"Get up, Pope! Fatso's coming." He says, sprinting off again.

"Hey! Come here, you little pricks!"

We ran to the van out front of the house. "Lets go!"

"Come on, boys! Whoo!" Kiara shouted. Pope grunted while everyone bounced into the van, I shut the door and we tried to make space while security chased the Twinkie.

"Check out Gary! Gunnin' for a raise." John B says.

"Come on, Gary!" JJ shouts.

"Wait slow down! Hey, you little pricks!"

"You're gonna give him a heart attack." Kiara told John B.

"You're so close! You can do it! There you go." JJ says, taunting him by leaning out the door with beer in his hand. "They don't pay you enough, bro!"

"JJ, Stop. Stop!" The Kiara tells him, though she had a sort of sympathetic tone, she totally thought it was funny.

"Yeah, JJ. Stop~" I whined, teasing.

"Shut up, Y/N!" She says, I giggled at her, sipping my beer.

"Oh, come on. That sort of initiative is just begging to be punished." JJ says, the teens kept talking and laughing while the van drove away. We looked outside while we drove past the rich peoples houses, taking in the smell of Figure Eight.

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"Nice hail, dude." JJ says as John B dumps the fish, Kiara cringes.

"Ugh, John B." She sighed at him,

"Look at that." I smirked.

"Been all bait for, like, three weeks." JJ says. John B tosses a fish at him, which he caught and hung it in front of my face, I laughed and smacked it away, the dish going back in the water.

JJ, one in about as local as people come, latest in a long line of fishing, drinking, smuggling, vendetta holding salt lifers who made their living off the water. Probably the best surfer out of all of them, I come in at a super close second. The dudes a kleptomaniac and a future tax cheat.

When Kiara's not saving turtles or listening to Marley, or getting a dolphin tattoo, she hangs out with the group, we call ourselves the Pogues. Nobodies sure why though, she's a rich kid actually, she's got a foot in both worlds. Her family owns 'The Wreck', which is this Outer Banks institution. A total cash cow with the tourists. None of us are really sure how her parents feel about us, although a rumor goes around that the boys all have a thing for her.

Pope is the brains of the operation, a finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit scholarship and the smartest person any of us may know. He's a little bit of a weirdo, his fathers this legendary character, Heyward. Anything you want on the island, Heyward could get it for you. We're not really sure Heyward knows what to make of his oddball son, but it doesn't matter. He's a Pogue just like the rest of is.

I'm only other girl, John B's cousin, albeit adopted into the family, we don't actually consider ourselves to be actual family. I live with him, periodically I'll be with Kiara instead. I'm similar to JJ in behavior, a hardcore surfer, I like to smoke, play games and mess around. Often times, if you can find me, you can find JJ. There's not much that goes around about me, only that I'm a lot of trouble. I'm actually very smart, not as smart as Pope, but I make my intelligence known only through card games. I could definitely beat anyone in a card game.

"Hey, Mr. Sanchez! Good to see ya!" JJ calls out from the boat on the way back to John B'a place. At the house John B made his way back toward the living room, but not before peeking in a room of which had JJ in it with some random girl.

"Dude! Come on. Get outta here." He says, tossing a can at the door while John B closes it.

"Oh my god, is he at it with another girl." I asked him, drinking a cup of water and taking some meds for a huge headache that started coming up.

"Yep, looks like the same girl from last night." He says, walking past. "Good morning by the way, beautiful."

"Good morning." I grinned at him.

John B, also known as John Booker Routledge, the house him, me and JJ resided in, despite JJ not actually living there. He basically does with how much shit is in the house.

"Good morning, Kie." He says, walking by the pullout couch. The others had spent the night here in the shack.

It was an old fish shack on the marsh, The Château as John B's dad used to call it. His dad disappeared at sea nine months ago looking for a shipwreck. Honestly weird, who disappears at sea these days? There was his mom but she split when he was three, pretty sure last he heard of her, she was in Colorado. Then there was Uncle T, since John B's dad vanished he's supposed to be his legal guardian and my actual adopted guardian, at the moment he's actually not there, he's in Mississippi, building houses.

"Hey." He says to Pope who was outside on the sofa.

"Oy." He says, they do a handshake while John B keeps walking to who knows where.

Which meant it was just John B and I, on our own, hanging out with our friends. He went out to lay on the hammock. Three months after his dad went missing he was officially presumed dead. John B refused to sign the papers, he didn't believe his dad was dead so until he saw a body, he wouldn't give up.

"JJ! Keep her volume down!" I shouted to him from the kitchen, Kie snorted in the living room, I peeked through the window at the kitchen counter. "What's funny?" I smiled at her.

"You, trying to make JJ be quiet." She giggled, looking up at me.

"Oh, shut up." I laughed.

Later in that same day, John B walked up to me with his bag slung over his shoulder. "They know Uncle T's gone, they're gonna come to see him tomorrow." He says.

"Wha- bu- he's not here." I pointed out the obvious.

"No shit, they said if he's not here then they'll put us in foster care." He told me, I rolled my eyes and started walking to the group, knowing where they were.

"What are we gonna do." I ask him, he shrugs and sighs.

"I'll figure it out." He says, "I'll be over in a sec, I just need to think." He tells me, going over to sit on a sand dune while urging me toward the group of Pogues, I sighed and plopped down next to JJ.

"Whassup, dick." I said to him, and reached over to high five Kiara and Pope. "My lady and good sir." I grinned, they laughed softly. "How was your hit with the girl this morning, JJ." I teased him, making a moaning noise, Kiara and Pope started laughing and making moaning noises too.

"Cut it out-" he says, obviously not mad.

"Oh!~ JJ~!" I kept saying, Pope continued on the moaning while Kiara and I made kissing noises. Honestly, JJ seemed unbothered by it, as if he liked it.

"Seriously guys, you're on her side?" He says, making joking motions, Kiara pretends to think and Pope smiles.

"Yep!"

We kept teasing him throughout the evening until we got an alert about hurricane Agatha, which was headed directly for OBX.

JJ and I looked at one another, wide grins spread across our faces, John B came running over.

"Let's go surfing!" He shouted, JJ and I jumped up at this.

"You're on!" We shouted together at once.

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"It's a double overhead out there, Bro!" John B says as we made our way to the water with our boards in arm and bathing suits on.

"Double overhead?" I glanced at him, standing on the sandune to get a look at it, Pope stood next to me and JJ actually ended up going home, he was forced to.

"Those aren't surfable waves, bro." Pope says, John B laughed.

"Says who?" He shouted, running toward the water and getting in. "Whoo!"

"He's crazy." I told him.

"Yeah, but so are you." He says, I nod. We just watched for the next few minutes while John B got thrown around by the waves.

"I'm going in, there's no way I'm missing out on this." I said, getting up and grabbing my board to run into the water.

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tokousername · 3 years

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Dream Girl

A/N: let it be known that Rodrick as well as yourself are teenagers and thus there will be foul language.

Let's start this from the beginning, You live in a three person family, not important. What is important is that your home life is very quiet, the only exception to this being your neighbors. The Heffley's. Now, in that case, you need to be very specific when talking about 'the heffleys', by that, I mean one in particular. Rodrick. Him and his stupid, shitty band would play through most hours of the day, leaving you to put headphones on and attempt to block it out. Not this time, no way you're letting him get away with that.

You got up off your bed and opened your window, looking out at the garage that was below it, another thing you hated was living directly across from that dumb idiots room. That's right, you decided to stay in the attic most times. It was nice up here 99% of the time. You grumbled and ran down the stairs, your moms looked at you funny from the table.

"Honey, are you alright?" Mom asked, you nodded and sighed.

"I'm gonna go talk to Heffley about stopping all the noise." You tell her innocently. You slip on a pair of shoes and walk outside, immediately after you left, got in that scary mood your friends tell me about. You walked right up to his garage door and grabbed the handle, pulling it up and pushing it. It creaks and they all stopped playing, four dumb idiots in total.

"What the hell?" Rodrick asked, in an irritated tone.

"Mind shutting up for once?" You tell him, crossing your arms, the others 'ooh'd. "You too. I'm serious, I've been patient up until now but I can't stand to listen to your shitty music anymore, it's so damn loud Heffley."

He gets up from his drum set and you quickly realize the closer he gets, how tall this guy actually was. "What kind of dumb fuck name is Löded Diper anyway. You can't spell, you fuck up." You keep saying.

"Hey! It's a style choice." He tells you, sticking his drumsticks in your face, you grab them and smack him over the head with them.

"Stop being an idiot for once in your life, okay?" You tell him, you had been dealing with his crap for years, even before middle school. You grabbed his wrist and put the drumsticks back in his hand. Then spin on your heel to walk away, while you are, you can hear them start talking.

"Wow- your neighbors sexy." One of them moans, Rodrick groans.

"I know, she's scary though." He tells them.

After that, the rest of the day was fairly quiet, it was nice. A while later in the evening, You came back from the little corner store down the street, walked to your room and put the bag down. You were exhausted from the walk, it had been hot and bright out when you left. You began undressing and put PJ pants on, then took off your bra, you reached over to grab your shirt when a surprised shout came from the side of you. You covered your chest and looked around, then noticed Rodrick, fucking, Heffley, standing at his window in surprise. You'd forgotten to close the window and the curtains.

"Oh my god!" You shouted, you shut the curtains and put your shirt on, then opening them again. He didn't seem bothered.

"No, I- it's fine I mean- I didn't expect to see that- uh-" he tried to make sure you didn't think he was perving on me, but you knew that, he didn't seem like that kind of person.

"That's- that's embarrassing. Don't worry about it- ugh." You grumble, walking over and going through your stuff, Rodrick paused for a second and then spoke up.

"Embarrassed? About what?" He asks.

You stopped and looked over to him, "being seen half naked, idiot." You roll your eyes at him. He tilts his head and looks around with his eyes, then hums, seeing how that could be embarrassing to a normal person. He was beautiful when he wasn't covered in makeup and screaming, his side profile was hot, never would you ever admit that though.

"I wouldn't be embarrassed if I were you." He says. You scoff.

"Well you're not me. So." You open a bag of skittles and sit down in your chair, rolling it over to the window and leaning on it.

"You've got a hot body, if someone sees it then you should probably think of it as a blessing to their eyes." He grins stupidly. You let out a snort and sigh, looking away.

"No, fuck this, you're a dork. No wonder people don't talk to you at school." You say, going to shut the curtains, he looks offended.

"Sorry for complimenting you!" He calls out sarcastically.

"Yep! Thanks." You replied, shutting the window.

The next morning you tumbled out of bed, you reached for your cell and checked the time and day. "Oh." You perked up and smiled, you had a plan for what to do today. you got up and looked through your dresser, looking for your bathing suit, then ran to your bathroom to change, put some clothes over it, fix up your appearance and then you grabbed a towel, your keys and your cell and ran down the stairs.

"I'm going to the pool! See you later okay?" You called to your moms, you didn't hear what they said, you just wanted to get to the car, you hopped in, and then started it up, making your way to the local pool.

When you arrived you quickly made your way to the pool, you took a look around, it was a little crowded but not so much that you couldn't swim. You found a spot, pulled your clothes off, laid your stuff out and then dove into the pool, it wasn't cold, but it wasn't warm, it was a kind of refreshing feeling. You came back up to the top and moved your hair out of the way, you swam around for a while before deciding to get out for a bit, so you went to one side of the pool and put your hands on the deck, then pulled yourself up onto it.

You sighed and twisted the water out of your hair, then heard a wolf whistle. You actually looked in front of you and scoffed, you should have known.

"Well, well, showing off for me again?" Rodrick asks, his parents and his brother look at him in confusion, then at you. You look at them and let out a scoff at Rodrick, rolling your eyes, you turned to walk away, he quickly got up and followed, you looked over your shoulder at him. "Look, I'm sorry, I'll never mention it again, how's that?"

"Zip it, Heffley." You keep walking and press your arms into my chest, causing the water in your top to come out, you stopped by your stuff and he did too.

"I'm serious." He tells me.

"Yeah, and I'm an actress with billions." You shoot back at him.

"I deserve that- look, I'll make it up to you." He declares. You lay down in my spot and look up at him, he sits in the chair next to you. "Let me bring you to the boardwalk tomorrow." He suggested. That did sound appealing, he probably meant the amusement park that was on the pier.

"Are rollercoasters involved?" You ask. He sighed and looked around, smiling.

"Yes, there are." He looks back at you for an answer.

"Sure." You chirp, if there's anything you're up for, it's rollercoasters. "Is anyone else gonna come?"

"...uh- no, I came up with it just now-" he says, awkwardly looking at the ground and then at you again.

"Right.. so this sounds like a date to me. Is that what this is?" You ask him, turning on your side with your fist holding your head up. He looked at you body and then back at you and at the pool.

"Okay, yeah, it is." He sighs. "Do you want to go on a date with me tomorrow?" He asks properly, honestly you didn't think he'd actually talk to people in a civil way, but he was doing okay at it. You pretended to think and then nodded.

"Yes, I'd love to." You tell him, he whisper yells a 'yes' and was about to go off and probably tell someone when he ran back.

"Uh.. I'm gonna need your number-"

"Wow, that was so smooth." You teased him, he looked around and then put up his index finger, going off and then coming back with a marker.

"I carry this around, I don't have paper so maybe you could write it on my hand?" He suggests. You smiled at the idiot and gave in, holding your hand out, he gives his own to you and you write your number on his hand.

"This a permanent marker?" You ask.

"Uh.. no.." he realized. You shake your head and give him the marker back.

"Don't get your hand wet, or at least memorize the number first." You tell him. He nods awkwardly and then goes off again. You lean back in your chair and let your skin tan, usually you didn't burn so you didn't put sunscreen on, if you tanned it would get darker without it. Someone else comes over and blocks your sun so you open your eyes and look up, another guy, but this one you didn't know. You sigh and reach over, putting your sunglasses on and propping yourself up on your elbows. "Yes? You're kind of blocking the sun." You tell him, he smirks at you, clearly looking you up and down.

"Sorry about that, I just thought you were cute, I'm admiring the view." He says. You scoff in disgust as he keeps talking to you.

Rodrick's POV

I went over and flashed my hand to my loser brother Greg.

"No way! She didn't actually!" He denied.

"She totally did." I tell him, he shakes his head.

"No, no way you could score a girl like that."

"Like you can't score a girl like Holly?" I ask and smirk at him. He glared at me, "it's the same way, except I'm successful~" I sing, waving my hand in his face. He smirks at me and points behind me.

"Are you really?" He asks, I turn and look where he was pointing, there was another guy talking to Y/N, and he was actually toned. I glare at Greg and grumble, sitting down and watching them talk, he was smiling, although she didn't seem to enjoy his company.

2nd POV

"So, can I get your number? Maybe we could hang sometime." He suggests. You roll your eyes under my sunglasses and lean back in your chair.

"Not interested." You tell him, he seemed surprised. "Could you move please?" You wave your hand in a shooing way. He walked away and you heard laughter burst out a couple minutes later. His friends probably laughed at him for being rejected, a guy looking like him probably didn't get rejected often, but at the moment you weren't interested in anyone really, Rodrick being the exception, even then you weren't sure if you liked him, I guess you'll find out tomorrow.

The next day

While eating breakfast your phone rang, you checked it and saw from an unknown number, of course if it was Rodrick it would appear like that so you had to pick up. You answered it and put it to your ear, taking another bite of your pancakes. "Mhm?" You hummed, in case it was a scammer instead.

"Hey, what time should we go to the pier today?" You heard from the other end. You smiled and swallowed your food.

"I'm fine with anytime, in fact.." You pause and check your watch. "We could go now." You tell him, he didn't say anything for a moment.

"Uh... give me like 20 minutes-" he cuts off and hangs up, you checked the phone and scoffed. Okay, Maybe he was in a rush to get ready, honestly you genuinely figured he just woke up, he did sound tired, his voice was a little deeper than it usually was. You finished your breakfast and thanked your moms, you already told them about the date and they were happy, at least one was, the other didn't seem like she liked him, which you totally get.

After a while you walked over there and knocked on their door, it swung open almost immediately, your hand was still in a fist. It was his little brother, you smiled, "Um.. hello.. is Rodrick ready?" you asked him, he seemed sincerely surprised.

"Wait, he actually scored a date with you??" He asks, you glance around.

"Uh.. yeah." you say, he let you in to wait and struck up a conversation.

"You know, Rodrick's a huge jerk." He says, "I'm pretty sure you don't want to go on a date with him." You looked down at him.

"I'm aware he's a jerk, but he's only like that to you obviously." You tell him.

"Seriously???" You nod at that question.

"He's pretty fine at school and he's not rude to me on purpose. It's probably because you're his brother." You shrug. He seemed disappointed in both Rodrick and himself. Probably because he was trying to make me cancel the date and failed. Rodrick comes down the stairs and shoved Greg to the side.

"Get outta my way, turd." He says, running to the kitchen. You laugh nervously as Greg looked at me. Rodrick comes back and lets you out of the house.

"Alright, let's bounce." He says. You told Greg goodbye and walked with him. "My car or yours?" He asks.

"I'm fine with either one, doesn't matter to me." You shrug, he nodded and walked to his van, he got in the drivers side and reached over his console and seat to open the passenger door, you rolled your eyes and put your sunglasses on, getting in the van, he started it and then you took off. You had all day to hang out at the amusement park, it was gonna be awesome.

When you arrived you both headed straight for the rollercoasters. "Yes, yes, yesss~" you sung, he smiled and you grabbed his hand, pulling him along, he stumbled a bit and you let him go when you got there.

"You like rollercoasters?" He asks the obvious, smirking.

"I love rollercoasters.." you tell him, he nods and the line moves up. You walked forward and then turn back to face him. "What's your favorite color?" You ask him. He seemed confused and even like you caught him off guard with that question. He sighed and walked forward, pushing you up a bit.

"Um, black." He says.

"That's not a color technically." You tell him. He rolls his eyes and leans down to look at you.

"Very, very, dark blue then." He smirks. "What's yours?" He asks you, you walked forward as the line moved again.

"F/C." You tell him, taking off your sunglasses.

"Nice to finally see you again." He teases. You scoffed and then you realized you were next there was an open seat and they asked you if you wanted it. You looked at Rodrick who shrugged, "go if you want to." He says. You look back and then shake your head.

"No, I'm- uh, we're gonna ride together." You smile, he looks away, smiling a little bit too. You both got on the ride when the time came and it was a blast, when you got off he grabbed your hands and started dancing you around, you giggled, you both played games, rode more rides and hung out eating for the next few hours. It was the best date you'd ever been on, at the end of the day you were sitting in the back of his van with him, it was surprisingly clean in there, you assumed he must have cleaned it.

"Give me some of those fries." He tells you, you furrow your brows and look at his drink.

"Give me some of your milkshake." You smile. He leans over and hands it to you.

"Keep it, I can't finish it anyway." He says, then steals one of your fries, you smile and pick up another fry, dipping it in the milkshake and holding it out.

"Bite, trust me it's good." You grin. He sighs and bites the fry, then takes the rest of it from you, only half.

"It is good." He admits, you were both sitting on opposite sides of the van but sitting across from each other. You gave him the rest of your fries and moved to sit next to him, crossing your legs and drinking his milkshake. He eats the rest of your fries and you nudge him.

"This was great.." you tell him, he looks over at you and then away awkwardly.

"Yeah.. I really liked it." He says, you lean your head on his shoulder and drink the rest of the shake.

"Let's go on another date again.. another time?" You offer, he seemed surprised and looked at you.

"Yeah." He says breathlessly.

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tokousername · 3 years

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Neverland (OUAT)

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Rodrick Heffley 1. Dream Girl

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tokousername · 3 years

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Neverland (OUAT)

This is a Peter Pan story, I’m not sure how long it’ll be but we’ll see ;3 - "Agh!" You grunted after being thrown on the deck of a ship, hitting your head hard. "Owh?" You leaned up on one elbow and held the back of your head, the pirate looked down on you, a hook on one wrist, you put your hand down and leaned up on your palms, looking up at him. "That was a little rude. Who are you?" You ask him. "I should ask you the same thing." He says, pointing a sword at you. You smirked deviously at him, a flash of.. what seemed like familiarity crossed his face. "Are you really going to hurt a young girl like me?" You ask him. He walked closer, the sword moving closer until the very tip touched your trachea. "You remind me of someone.. Someone very dangerous... So yes. I will hurt you." He says. You sigh and bring your hand up, biting the nail of your index finger, nails of which are long. Not super long, but long enough you could hurt someone with them. You started giggling, with the nail still in your teeth, you put your hand down and licked your lips, smiling. "I don't know where I am, and from the looks of it, I don't know this place either... Are we still in storybrooke?" You ask. He lowers his sword just a bit, enough that you can comfortably move your head. "No. No we're not.. Wait, how did you get here?" He asks, dropping his sword to his side, you lean back up and put your arms on your knees. "I have no idea." You tell him honestly, still giving him that same look, all it told him was that you were trouble. "I'll be back. Don't move." He says, turning to go in the cabin of the ship, you wait a moment, biting your lip to see if he'd come back out within the next minute, which he didn't, you heard voices instead. He was busy. You smirked and got up, crouching down and moving to the edge of the ship, they were docked so you had no problem climbing down and onto the shore. You looked around and then ran off into the woods. That man was looking at you like an enemy, you did not want to stick around to see what would happen. You kept running until the sounds of the waves were gone, then you slowed to a jog and then to a skip for a little bit until you finally started walking, but only for a short while as you stopped to look around, you didn't know your way around. You knew where the water was, you saw wood all around and the stuff to start a fire. You figured you were pretty okay, you just needed to make sure nobody was around to hurt you. You started jogging again until you heard the sound of flying arrows, you spun to look but were taken to the ground hard, you covered your head as you went down, a weight on your back, big arms wrapped around your body, you could even feel breath on your ear, someone had saved you from being skewered. You uncovered your head and turned it, the person got on their hands and knees above you, you spun your body so you were now facing upward, it was.. A boy. A boy your age it looked like, with blonde hair and scars along his face, he was wearing a hood and ragged clothes. He bent his head down to your face, only about a foot away and let out a breathy snort. "Who are you?" He asks, leaning back up, he stood himself up off the ground and stuck out his hand to people you couldn't see. You were rolled your eyes at him and he grabbed you by the bicep, then lifted you off the ground, he started pulling you away. "You know what, I don't care." He says, then spins you and grabs your other one with his other hand, pushing you back into a tree harshly. "But Peter will." He smirks. "Who's Peter?" You say as he pulled you along again, you sighed and just walk "Neverland's pride and joy" He joked dryly, "Take a left." He says, you do so and keep walking until you see the orange glow of a bright campfire. "Neverland? That's not even possible." You pause while talking, chuckling a little bit, "Neverland isn't real." You explain to him, he grabs your shoulder from behind and leans down to your ear, you turn your head to stare at him. "It is, and I know you believe it is. If you didn't. You wouldn't be here." He tells you, then pushes you forward, causing you to stumble, "Come on, keep it moving." he says, you look back at him and then walk into the camp as the glow got brighter, he walks up close behind you. It got really quiet, suddenly everyone was looking at you, one of them walked up and tilted his head, if this truly was Neverland.. these must be the lost boys. "Wow." You mutter, you shake your head and let out a snicker, watching the boy walk up to the two of you."Who's this?" He asks, nodding his head toward you, you chuckle at him with a small lopsided smirk on your face, you didn't look at him, only ahead. "No idea." The blondie says, "We caught her wandering around, the boys almost turned her into a pincushion." He says, you yawn obnoxiously and the new kid looks at you. "Why didn't you let them." He says, tilting his head at you. The blonde one sighed and crossed his arms. "She reminded me of you." He admits. You put together who you must be standing so close to at the moment, it took you a second to get through the star shock of it. "Oh my god.. You're Peter Pan." You say out of the blue, he looked at you in confusion on how you figured that out, you looked back at him, right in the eye, he felt challenged by that but let it go for now. You could feel the kid behind you staring into the back of your head, he smiled in amazement and shook his head, looking down at his foot. "Yeah. Yeah I am." He looks up again and waves the other kid off, then gestured for you to follow him, which you decided to do. "Sorry about him, Felix can be a bit unwelcoming to new people, especially women." He said, glancing back at you. You scoffed and cracked your neck. "That's a little sexist don't you think?" You ask him, he climbed up onto the branch of a tree and leaned down, sticking his hand out, you sighed and took it, he pulled you up and didn't let your hand go, he pulled you close to him so your noses were almost touching. "No. It's just he's only met one or two before." He tells you, he pushed you back into another branch growing in an odd way and let your hand go, moving his lips to your ear, his hands on the tree on either side of you, you didn't dare move, sure you were usually the Peter in this situation but now he was here and for some reason you had the feeling you should just listen to him. You shivered as you felt his breath on your ear and neck, "They weren't a good experience for him." He whispers to you, then moves back again, grinning, he turned and kept climbing the tree. You stood for a moment until you heard him telling you to keep following him. "Ah- I'm coming." You say, ascending the tree after him, he would continuously help you get up until you found yourself on wooden flooring. A tree house, Peter walked into it and spun around, looking at you still standing outside it, he put his arms out. "Welcome to my humble abode." he says, "Come in, I'm not gonna kill you or anything." he says, moving things around, you sighed and walked in, glancing at the walls and 'furniture' he had. You smiled seeing the hammock in the corner of the house, it really was nice in there considering it was in the woods. "Feel free to explore." He says, catching you eyeing the ladder on the side, you looked at him cautiously and moved toward it, he sat down on the hammock and watched you. You climbed the ladder and once you came through to the top you sighed. There was another, bigger hammock and another one on the other side, there was also a hole in the roof that showed the moon and stars through it. You got distracted staring at the moon, you didn't notice that Peter had come up behind you. "You like it?" He asks, you looked straight ahead and then turned to look at him. "Yeah. It's.. really nice actually." You say in a flat tone. He smirked and crossed his arms. "You don't trust me." He says, "I can feel it." he pointed out, you furrowed your brows and put your hands in your pockets. "How did you.." You pause, "Should I have a reason to not trust you?" you ask him, he licks his lips and changes the subject. "I hope you like it here, you'll be staying with me until we find out what to do with you." he says, you were about to retaliate as he turned to go back down into the first floor until when he turned back. "And uh.. Felix stays up here too, so.. Get used to him. Try to make friends, I've got a feeling you're gonna stay." he said, you shook your head and he went back down, you jumped down into the first floor and chased him over to his hammock. "Wait, I don't think that's a good idea. I don't want to stay with Felix." You tell him, he looks up at you as he sat down in his hammock, a very tiny smile of amusement on his face. "Well, stay up there with him, or, stay on the ground with the rest of the boys." He says. You let out an annoyed groan and he narrows his eyes at you, you stare him in the eye and he gets up, walking right up to you, you kept your eyes locked with his. "You've got spirit. But put it away for now." He says, walking past you, he reaches down and tosses a pillow and a blanket at you, you catch them and sigh in defeat, he was nice enough to give you somewhere to stay, you had no place to complain. "Fine." You climbed up the ladder, he smiled and blew out his lanterns, laying down. You saw the lights go out and blew out the one that was up there after putting your stuff together, you laid down and relaxed, putting your hands behind your head, a few minutes later you heard an exchange of words and then Felix came up, you glanced over at him, he locked eyes with you in the dark, you rolled your own and turned over to you faced the wall. He walked off to the other side of the room and you heard him undress a bit, probably take jackets and weapons off and then get into bed. You heard a loud whistle come from downstairs, it confused you for a moment until you heard all the other lost boys whistle back in the same tone, including Felix. You smiled to yourself, they weren't that bad, Felix was annoying but you owed him for saving your life. You still weren't sure you wanted to stay but maybe a few more days with them will tell you that.

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