“𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈’𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧’ 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐒𝐨 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.“ (let’s ignore how cringy that was, moving on..)

You and JJ have known each other since you were six years old. You were a Kook, technically. But you were a Pogue at heart. Of course, John B and Pope were also your best friends, they were practically your brothers.

But JJ? He was different. He was hilarious for starters. Always knew how to make you and anyone laugh. He’s caring, even though he likes to show people that he’s tough. He’s reckless, of course, but that’s how JJ is.

And he’s extremely loyal and would do anything for you and his friends. You honestly had feelings for him. But, who wouldn’t? But, you know JJ. And how he lives. He hasn’t had much love in his life, besides the Pogues. His best friends. His family.

Sometimes, when it came to deep conversations, trying to bring feelings into a front, he pushes you away, or is in complete disbelief when you say that you genuinely care about him. He thinks he’s 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. But anyone could see it. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 could see it. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠.