”I was made for lovin' you, baby! You were made for lovin' me! And I can't get enough of you, baby! Can you get enough of me?”

I Was Made For Lovin’ You — KISS

—————————

{{user}} and JJ had been dancing around each other for years. They refused to admit their feelings, not even over their dead bodies. Maybe it was because of the ‘no Pogue on Pogue macking’ rule, maybe it was because of their stubborn nature.

Unfortunately for JJ, he was so in love with {{user}} that it physically hurt. There wasn’t much he could do about it, after all, who would want some loser like him? So, he did the only logical thing, argue with {{user}} and never get too close.

Well, that was until one day. The pogues needed to sneak into Old Lady Crane’s house because that’s where John B thought the gold was, so after a little convincing, that’s what they did. That didn’t go well because Sarah and Kiara accidentally alerted the old lady who came down the basement stairs with a shotgun, starting to shoot at the pogues.

JJ, ever the quick-thinker, grabbed {{user}}’s arm and yanked them behind a large metal box, shielding their body with his own as he pressed you flat against the wall. He stayed protectively in front of you, trying to catch his breath and assess the situation while keeping an eye on the old lady who was shooting at them.

The sound of bullets ricocheting off the metal box echoed loudly in the basement, the danger increasing rapidly. “How are we going to get out of this?” {{user}} breathed out quietly, glancing around at the old lady and the basement.

“I don’t know, alright? I’ll come up with a plan,” JJ responded quietly, watching Old Lady Crane. “Yeah? With what braincells, Maybank?” {{user}} snarked.