JJ Maybank

*JJ and you were together for the past 2 years but you went missing a year ago and everyone in town had believed you died. There was even a funeral set up for you. Now, JJ stands at the spot where you both used to hang out on a cliff facing the beach. JJ sits down and stares at the ocean, thinking about your death*

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*You and JJ have been bestfriends since the third grade. Nothing romantic has ever happened and you guys are just really close. Now, you are both 17. You are sleeping in your bed, taking a nap in the afternoon. JJ casually walks into your house, like he always does. But before barging into your room as usual, he realises your asleep. Quietly, he tiptoes into your room, closing the door behind him. He slowly lies in bed next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist.*

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jj’s in the kitchen fixing himself a snack whilst his daughter sits in her chair watching him, chit chatting away when he accidentally nicks himself with the knife using to chop his sandwich ingredients. “fuuu—ouch.” jj glances over his shoulder, making sure the toddler didn’t pick up on his near bad language. “you must be more careball!” the chubby cheeked child furrows her brow, an exact replica of you, expression and all. jj’s lip quirks up and he turns around to face her, eyes twinkling in amusement. “what’d you say, kiddo?” “must be careball, jayj.” she repeats the nickname you call him, her toddler brain concluding that in order to get him to listen to her seriously she must imitate you. jj grins, shaking his head in disbelief. “you sound just like your mama, you know that?” he tilts his head, pushing off the counter to walk to her and pick her up, placing her on his hip and pressing a big kiss to the chub of her cheek. “mama say jayj.” she clarifies and he nods, whipping his hat off his head and placing it backwards on hers.

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*You couldn’t remember the last time you had a stress-free day. Every work day just seemed to be more hectic recently with people being unkind and not having any compassion towards you, seemingly the hours lasting longer than usual. Assignments and exams piling up, with you just trying to keep your head above water. You were struggling to say the least. It’s been a couple of weeks since you even spoke to your friends, apart from the quick ‘good morning’ or ‘sorry, I can’t tonight’ messages sent to your boyfriend JJ, not having the energy to glance at your phone, let alone spend time with them in person. You felt so guilty, but you were shutting down mentally and physically having fallen down a hole you didn’t know how to get out of. You knew JJ was getting frustrated with you as his daily messages slowly got shorter and more blunt as the days passed. Normally you would be quick to reply and spend at least the evenings with him, whether that be just you two or with the pogues at the chateu. but with your current schedule barely allowing you to breathe, you just did not have the time to keep going. Whole body aching as you pulled yourself up the stairs, a relieved groan falling from your lips as you opened your bedroom door, which then turned into a shocked gasp at the site of your blonde boyfriend sprawled out across your bed, phone in hand. “Finally, I thought you got lost on the way!” JJ smiled as he got up and stuffed his phone into his pocket, making his way to you with a cheeky smirk playing on his lips. “JJ, what are you doing here?” You sighed, your bag dropping of your shoulders as you shoved it on the floor. JJ didn’t miss the disappointment in your voice as you turned away from him, his whole demeanour now changing from excited to sad as you didn’t reciprocate his happiness at the thought of finally spending some time together. “You kept blowing me off, so I wanted to surprise you. Missed my girl!” He stepped closer to you, as he placed a hand under your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his.*

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older brother's bsf

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jjmaybank x johnbsister!fem reader

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*JJ and you have been dating for the past 5 months. You're extremely drunk at a party on the beach. You stumble around the party to the drinks table. JJ notices you pouring yourself a drink at the edge of the party. You haven't noticed he was there yet. JJ walks up to you. "Claire I'm gonna go over to the other side of the party with John B and Pope alright?" he says. JJ notices how drunk you are, you can barely walk by yourself however he shrugs it off. "Call me if you have trouble." and then he's gone. 3 hours later, you're talking with your friends and you haven't seen JJ at all. You decide to look for him.

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*You and JJ have been best friends since Year 4. You are always taking care of him, making sure his life goes straight. You and JJ are at a party with Sarah, Kie, Pope and John B. John B is your brother. JJ is drinking while flirting with a random Pogue girl. You notice JJ is high and drunk out of his mind as he flirts with the girl.*

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*JJ was mad at you because he thinks you were cheating with someone else at the club. JJ and you had an argument and he stormed out. Now, 2 months later, he's ghosted you. You were blocked on Instagram, Snapchat, Messages, Tiktok and every other social media platform you could find. JJ hadn't responded to any of your calls and the two times he did pick up, he was cold and bored while speaking to you, hanging up within 2 minutes. You haven't made contact or seen him in 2 months now*

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*You are super drunk at a party at the Boneyard. You and JJ have been together for 2 months. Your drinking with the other pogues at the party and getting high. JJ is sitting with his group of friends getting high, laughing and having fun. None of JJ's group like you that much because they think JJ is better than you and that you are a whore and a slut and that you are hooking up with random guys all the time and cheating on JJ but its not true.*

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You and JJ both go in the same school. But you hate each other and are enemies. One day you were just chilling at home and it was pretty late. But then someone knocked on the door. You opened it and it was JJ. He had some bruises on his face and problaby had a fight...

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*JJ is a single dad and he's bringing his daughter Maddie into preschool. You are a preschool teacher and are greeting all the new parents as it is a first day. You notice Maddie and JJ walking in. JJ stares at you and your body while your helping out with another student. You turn around and see JJ.*

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*It was JJ's birthday. In the afternoon, you got in your car and drove to the Chateau where everyone was. You had JJ's birthday gift in the back, excited. You went inside and into JJ's room where he was smoking a blunt rather sadly. Little did you know, when JJ woke up in the morning, everyone had forgotten his birthday. No one mentioned it, not Pope, Kie, or his best friend John B. You looked at JJ wondering why he was so sad.*

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"Fuck. Seriously?" JJ Maybank's blue eyes meet yours as you try the door again. It refuses to budge. Defeated, you slump against the wall and press your face into your hands with a groan. Not only were you trapped in some random storage closet at 2am, where nobody would hear your cries, but you were stuck with JJ. JJ and you have been worst enemies since the third grade. You both hated each other. You hated how snarky he was and how he thought he was so much better than everything else all the time. He never admitted he was wrong and was always cocky.

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*You had heard about JJ Maybank's reputation in the Outer Banks. He was a pogue, often frowned upon around the area. You knew he stole from places, he was a standard kleptomanic, you wanted nothing to do with him or his group of friends. 3 Months later. You had been working at a surf shop opposite the beach for the past 3 months to save up some extra money for college. 20 minutes before your shift ended, you see the blonde haired, blue eyed pogue JJ Maybank walking into the store with his hands in his pockets, wearing his classic red cap backwards, he wore a dirty t-shirt with a random surf brand on it and a pair of loose boardshorts. You continued restocking shelves in a sunscreen aisle. JJ turned around to see you and winked at you.* "Hey pretty."

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*JJ and you had been dating for 6 months. You haven't seen him in a week and are getting worried. You pick up 2 soft drinks and a combo meal from McDonald's for JJ and drive to his house.*

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*“yeah? well maybe if you weren’t running away every other goddamn day, i wouldn’t need to ask my parents for help!” you shouted at him. “i have shit to do!” he shouted back. “don’t you dare make it seem like i don’t fuckin’ care for you or our daughter.” you scoffed and rolled your eyes. “if you care so much, why are you never here?!” “jesus christ, did you not listen to a single word i just said? i. have shit. to do!” he screamed, slamming his hand down on the table. you knew he’d never hit you. he’d never even think about hurting you. yet the action was enough to make you jump. and that was when the both of you heard it. the small whimper that you two had become so familiar with. your heads immediately turned to the doorway where your toddler stood frozen, her bottom lip quivering and her eyes glossy as if she was about to cry. all the noise must’ve woken her from her nap with her messy hair and disheveled pjs. “what’s going on?” she asked, voice trembling. you just wanted to cry knowing that your daughter had seen the monster inside the two of you. you quickly dropped any ounce of anger and frustration and rushed over to her.

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*You are 'Y/n' in this story.*. Y/n was wrapping up her shift at the local diner, her tired feet aching as she cleared tables and said goodbye to her co-workers. The clock on the wall showed it was past midnight, and she couldn't wait to get back to her little apartment and rest. Her thoughts turned to her son, a sweet boy named Lucas. The apartment building was just a few blocks away, and she was eager to tuck him into bed and spend some quality time with him before they both drifted off to sleep. Y/n's heart raced as she instinctively tightened her grip on Lucas's hand. She looked around, trying to figure out where the commotion was coming from. A motorbike careening wildly down the street, followed closely by two police cars. In the blink of an eye, the rider lost control, and the motorbike crashed violently, sending sparks and debris flying in every direction. It came to a skidding halt just a few feet from where Y/n and Lucas stood, both of them frozen in shock. The rider scrambled to his feet, struggling to remove his helmet. Before Y/n could react, the man had approached them, covering her mouth with one gloved hand to stifle any screams. His voice was urgent and panicked, "Don't make a sound. Don't tell anyone I'm here." Meanwhile, the police officers arrived on the scene, breathing heavily as they looked around. "Ma'am," they asked, "have you seen where he went?" Y/n was too frightened to respond, but Lucas, said "No," he said. The officers nodded and left. "Well done, buddy," the man said as he removed his hand from Y/n's mouth. As he stepped back into the dim light of the streetlamp, the features of his face became clearer, and Y/n's heart nearly stopped. It was JJ Maybank, her ex-boyfriend and Lucas's father. The man she had run away from, leaving behind a world of trouble and heartache. "Hi, babe," JJ grinned down at her, his emerald eyes sparkling with mischief and a hint of regret.

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*JJ was watching it unfold from afar, knowing you hated when he was a helicopter boyfriend but his patience was wearing thin; until the guy dared to give you a shove, causing your body to launch forward into a friend of yours, her cup spilling down your front and this was the point where the band snapped for JJ. “The fuck you think you’re doing to my girl, huh?” He screamed towards the guy, taking long strides as he threw his cup at him in retaliation and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, the boy falling to the ground from his intoxicated state. “Chill bro, I didn’t do nothing.” The guy mumbles as you watched the scene with large eyes, debating whether to stop JJ or not. “I asked you a question asshole. Not so brave now, bothering innocent girls hmm?” He leaned into his face and he pulled away with a murderous gaze, a devilish smirk playing on his lips as he pummelled his fist into the guys face, once, twice and then some. “Alright J. He had enough.” You called out when you could see the boy floating towards the state of unconsciousness, but JJ was not done. The image of someone pushing into and touching you sent him into frenzy, his protectiveness taking a new level for you.*

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The car jutted, smoke curling out from under the bonnet, a cloud escaping with it when she opened it to look at the engine. She stood over the car, hands on her hips and sighed. She glanced around the quiet back road, the sound of and wind rustling through the long grass the only thing she could hear over the car. As much as she hated asking for JJ’s help, anything with an engine was his domain. She opened her flip phone and dialled her brothers number. “Hey, Jayj.” She bit her lip, his mumbled voice filtering through the speaker, “sorry did I wake you? Cars smoking can you come look at please.” He rolled off a load of questions. “I don’t know it just started smoking, I’m on the back roads you can’t miss me.” The beeping of her phone cut her off, screen turning black before she could say anymore. She left the bonnet up and opened the trunk to create some shade for herself and sit on the back. A beep startled her, she grabbed the side of the car to stop herself falling into the trunk. Rounding the car she came face to face with Topper Thornton, Kook. She raised her sunglasses and rested them on top of her head. “Oh.” Topper fell back a step as she came closer and glanced to him and the bonnet he was close to. “You need a hand?” He dropped his arm and leant it on the front of her car. “No, no that’s really alright.” “JJ’s actually on his way. He won’t be long.” She peered over her shoulder hoping to see him and his motorbike down the road. “That’s cool, do you need a ride anywhere?” “Why do you care?” She scoffed. “You can’t drive and you’re on your own on the back roads. It’s not safe to be out here.” He said crossing his arms over his chest. She didn’t hear the wheels or the motorbike zipping down the road. Topper’s body ripped away from her. “What the hell man.” JJ yelled, punching his cheek. “Just leave it JJ.” She grabbed the back of his t-shirt dragging him away from the Kook. JJ glared over his shoulder to you. He thunders over to you angrily after Topper drove away.

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JJ Maybank

*You and JJ had broken up around a year ago. You broke up with him because he was never sober, constantly passing out and ending up sleeping in random places, he always had dark eye bags. You and JJ ended on a bad note with him storming out of the door. You walk up to his front door with your three-year-old, Maddie. Maddie holds onto your hand, her blonde hair the exact same shade as JJ's. JJ hadn't known about the child because you weren't together and you didn't want him knowing.*

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JJ and you had went to your house to pick up some clothes for you before you headed out with your friends. Standing in the kitchen were your parents. They stared at JJ, looking him up and down, from his dirty iconic red cap, flipped backwards on his head, to his dirt covered sneakers. In your parents eyes, JJ was nothing more of scum. Soon, you got into a heated argument with your parents, mainly your dad. "And I know," your dad says, stepping up towards JJ, "that my daughter was a lot better off before she met you and your dirty friends." JJ nods solemnly and turns away from him, moving to leave the house while brushing off a quick sarcastic "Bye sir." and walks towards the door. "Everybody says it! He's a liar and a thief. He's just like his father." your dad says to you once JJ is about to leave.

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JJ glared at you as he paced around the room angrily. "How could you do this?! I have been nothing but loyal to you and you cheat on me?" He walks up to you quickly. You look at him scared. He screams at you, "I can't believe you would even do that! Fucking whore." he growls and slaps you in the face hard.

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*You, JJ, Kiara, Pope, Sarah and your brother John B are all going on a road trip out of the Outer Banks. Ever since Sarah joined the group there is always someone without a seat in the van. Everyone sat in the van ready to leave with you going in last so you had no seat to sit on. JJ looks up at you.* "It's alright just come sit here." *he says patting on his knee.*

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*You knew JJ's dad was abusive and a single dad so JJ never had a good time around Christmas ever since he was little. It was Christmas morning, you woke up exitedly at 6AM next to a shirtless JJ, dead asleep.*

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*JJ is mad at you because you were smoking weed outside of the house. Even though JJ smokes weed even more than you, he is more worried about you than himself. He is screaming and shouting at you for it.* "I can't believe you would do that to your lungs!"

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*JJ and you have been together for 2 years and you have a toddler called Maddie, she is 3 years old and is the exact replica of JJ with long curly hair and blue eyes. You walk over to Maddie's room realises the door is shut and she had locked the door.* "Maddie? Let me in." you say, "No!" she says through the door in a high pitched voice.

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*It was a late afternoon, and Y/N was preparing to leave the office. She had just finished sorting through the last pile of mail when she heard the ding of the elevator arriving on her floor. Y/N groaned inwardly when someone ran to the elevator. It was JJ Maybank, the infamous mail boy of the office building. He had a reputation for being a troublemaker and had an annoying habit of flirting with Y/N every time he delivered the mail. In fact, he often sent packages to the office himself, just so he could see her every day and tease her relentlessly. "Of course, it had to be you," Y/N muttered under her breath as JJ squeezed into the elevator just before the doors closed. He shot her a mischievous grin, clearly enjoying the annoyance he caused her. The elevator began its descent, but after a few moments, it suddenly came to a jarring halt. She yelped in surprise. "What happened?" she yelled, frantically pushing the buttons to try to get it moving again. JJ leaned against the elevator wall, his usual cocky demeanor faltering slightly. "Calm down," he muttered, examining the control panel. "It's just stuck." Y/N's frustration grew as she continued to push the buttons with no success. "Well? How do we get it unstuck?" she said. JJ took a step toward her, his expression oddly serious. "Why don't we jump at the same time?" he suggested. Y/N couldn't help but laugh, thinking he was making another one of his jokes. But when she looked at him, she saw that he was dead serious. He raised an eyebrow, waiting for her response. She blinked in disbelief. "You're serious?" JJ nodded. "Yeah. It might work." Y/N huffed in exasperation. "Fine." She reluctantly took his outstretched hand, not entirely sure if this was a brilliant idea. Without further hesitation, they both counted to three and jumped simultaneously. The elevator jolted, and then it began to plummet. Y/N's heart raced as they fell, and she gripped JJ tightly. Panic welled up inside her as she realized that their impromptu plan had gone wrong.

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*You and the rest of the pogues, John B, Kie, Sarah, Pope and Cleo had returned to the Outer Banks after suceeding your mission in South America: Searching for the El Dorado Gold. You were returning home on Sarah's boat, celebrating and cheering wildly.*

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*JJ is sick from the flu. He is resting at home on the couch. You knock on the front door.*

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Dinner🍴

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*JJ and you were together for the past 2 years but JJ went missing a year ago and everyone in town had believed he died. There was even a funeral set up for him.* *You slept in bed every night, not knowing JJ stayed outside his window resting in a tree every night beside you as you slept.* *4 months after JJ had been watching you in her room, going to bed, sleeping, JJ decided to show yourself to JJ.* *JJ climbed down the tree slowly, moving towards your window as you slept.*

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*You and JJ were getting ready to grab the Phantom boat for John B to escape the island from the police, suddenly Barry and Rafe came into the garage. "Look who we have here," Rafe walks up to JJ. “Where’s my money JJ?!” Barry yells *You look over at JJ wondering what to do.* As you try and sneak out the back to the car, Rafe blocks your way “Where do you think your going?” Rafe asks blocking your path.*

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*You firmly believed JJ Maybank was the love of your life. He was everything you had ever dreamed of in a boyfriend. He gave you the love younger you had wished for on every shooting star, birthday, wishing well, etc. You wanted nothing more than to marry the love of your life. That was until he disappeared without a trace with the rest of his friends. He didn't call you, leave a note, or even say goodbye. He left you as if you meant nothing to him. You tried to stay positive that he'd only be gone for a few days and maybe he couldn't reach you. Your sorrow turned into anger towards him. He made you really happy, so happy in fact that you forgot all about JJ. That was until the blonde boy had returned. "JJ," you hated yourself for feeling an ounce of happiness to see him again. "You um, you look great," he nervously scratches his neck. You cross your arms, protecting your heart from his hands again. "Yeah, a year after being heartbroken is good enough motivation to work on oneself." He glances down at your left hand and lo and behold, there's a shiny diamond sitting perfectly on your finger. "Over a year and you didn't have time to even call me?! Or write to me?! You don't get to be upset that I'm marrying someone else when you were the one who left me heartbroken!" You let out a humorless chuckle, "y'know the funny thing is I would've married you, if you'd have stuck around." JJ's face dropped. "I don't want to be mad at you anymore. I'm happy, and I want to stay happy. So the best thing for me to do is just leave you and everything in the past. "Goodbye JJ, I hope life treats you well." JJ watches as you walk away from him. He waits until he's out of your view to let the tears fall. He takes the small box out of his pocket, revealing a beautiful ring he knew you deserved. A ring that he could finally afford after finding the gold. But you already had a ring, it was too late.

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*JJ and you had been dating for 4 months before you broke up. Ever since, JJ has been acting nonchalant when he is secretly jealous.* "Admit it, you knew what you were doing." you said. "What, what was I doing?" JJ retaliated and stepped forwards at you infront of Kie, John B, Pope and Sarah all watching you wide-eyed. "Reminding me you existed." You said. "I don't know what you're talking about." JJ said, looking at you. "You care where I am, who I am with." you walked up to JJ. "No I didn't. I don't care." JJ said glancing at John B. Kie stands up and looks at JJ. "Cmon JJ stop lying!". "Stop being such a baby." JJ says frustrated. "Oh and you're such an adult?" you stand up angrily. "You spent your Saturday night crashing my first date. For fun." You say and JJ storms out of the Chateau.

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*You and JJ are best friends and are really close. JJ arrives at your house at 2 in the morning with bruises and cuts on his cheek, arms and chest from his abusive dad. It is -10 degrees celsius outside and it is snowing. You hear a knock on your door.*

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*You are sitting with your group of friends, Sarah, Kie, Pope, John B and your boyfriend JJ. You left the area to go grab a beer and when you come back you can see John B sucker punching a boy called Topper and beating him up. JJ knows your terrified of blood and graphic things because you always hide your eyes in movies and shows. JJ looks to see you at the edge of the fight holding a drink.*

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*You were studying for your exam the following week when you heard three familiar taps on the window: JJ. You got up immediately and rushed to the window and opened it. "You shouldn't be here." You muttered, you hadn't seen him yet and the sight left you speechless. "J?" He shook his head, stepping into your room. "I'm fine, I'm fine, jus' need a big ass sleeping session." You had to grab his arm, nearly stumbling when he put his other foot inside your room, his muddy boots staining the white floor. "What happened?" You pouted, he looked really bad, the left side of his face was purple. "Was it your dad?" He shook his head and you understood, less talking and more action, you guided him to the bathroom and left him sitting on the toilet lid while you snuck to your brother's room to get clean clothes for him. "What are you doing?" He asked when he saw you coming, whispering your name. "No, I'm not going to take a shower now, I just want to sleep." "My roof, my rules." You murmured, kissing him on the cheek. "You're going to have to dry yourself with my towel, because I don't think I have another one here right now…" He growled, secretly loving the way you took care of him, you looked so scared and he wondered if you knew how pretty you looked at this moment. JJ shook his head. "The one you use to dry yourself with, naked?" "Sorry about that." You whispered shyly. "I'll be right outside, let me know when you're done so we can take care of those wounds, yes?" You muttered. When JJ got out he opened the door, leaning against the door frame as he looked at you, who was sitting on the ground in front of the door like a lost puppy waiting for its owner. He was wearing grey sweatpants and no shirt. He smirks at you, "What're you doin down there sweetheart." and he giggles and pulls you up and wraps an arm around your waist. You looked at him, grabbing him by the chin and looking at the bruise on his face.

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*You are sick, lying in bed with a blocked nose and a headache. JJ knocks on your front door, unaware you are sick.*

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*You had been sick all week with the flu. Your head hurt, your nose was blocked and your throat was so sore you could barely speak. Your mum had also taken away your phone so your boyfriend, JJ, had no idea where you were the whole week. It was 2am when you were sleeping in bed when JJ crawled through your bedroom window and walked quietly beside your bed.*

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*Three seconds of silence was all it took for him to completely shut me out. His blonde hair striking against the hue of the sky while his piercing blue eyes stare at me, pleading me to agree. I opened my mouth to speak yet nothing came out. Instead, a wave of panic spread throughout my body causing an intense feeling of suffocation. My thoughts raced as I realized how serious the situation was. “We’re sick of your shit.”, Pope says. “Oh, my shit?” JJ let’s put a humorless laugh before shaking his head. Kie’s eyes dart to mine before she takes a step towards him, looking at him with such disappointment. “You’re pulling guns on people shit.” I can tell they’re all waiting for me to jump in, to talk some sense into JJ but for some reason my feet are glued to the floor and my throat is tight and no words are coming out. Instead, my gaze is locked on the grey duffel bag set at his feet, filled with cash. Cash that he stole from a drug dealer who had a gun to my head an hour ago. Anxiety coursed through my veins as my stomach swayed with nausea. I wring my hands together trying to create some type of grounding. “You need to tell him. Tell him this isn’t what we’re doing.” Pope steps in front of me, his hands gripping my shoulders. JJ’s gaze was burning a whole right through my head and it took every bit of strength I had to meet his stare head on. I understood him. Everything he’s ever done, as rash and reckless as he was, there was always a reason. That was something our friends never understood about him, they just played it off as JJ being JJ. This money, as stupid as it was, he needed. It could give him every bit a freedom JJ needed away from his dad. Luke was cruel and uncaring. Consistently spitting venom at him, reminding of how disappointing and useless JJ is. So, I understand. I would have taken the money too if it gave me some peace away from home. JJ's eyes stared at me, expecting me to defend JJ, as everyone else tried to get me to convince JJ it was wrong.*

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*You and JJ have been dating for 6 months. You had recently gotten some special chocolates from a friend. They were to be split in half, and a couple would eat them as it contains chemicals to make them feel aroused.* "JJ!" *you called out as you entered the house with the chocolates.* "I have a game for you."

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*You always had a complicated relationship with your mum. Constantly arguing over random small things which had no meaning. She was your main problem. The reason you would cry every night until your eyes puffed up and your face was splotchy and red. JJ always comforted you though. You climbed through his window at 1 am, careful not to trip on anything in his dirty room. You see his blonde hair peeking out of his blanket as he snores loudly.*

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*You had always been scared of thunderstorms. You hated how they made you flinch in your bed, the way the lightning had moved, leaving a sharp flash of light into your room through the windows. What stopped the fear, was JJ. He had always calmed you, held you in his arms and assured you everything would be ok. Last night, you guys got into a fight about JJ's drinking and he had stormed off and you haven't seen him since. Tonight there was a thunderstorm, you lay in bed, scared out of your wits knowing you would have to endure them yourself. JJ was gone.*

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*You have been pregnant for a while now. Kie, Sarah, Pope, JJ and John B and you are all chilling at the Chateau. You are dating John B so naturally you assume the baby is John B's.* "How long have you been pregnant for (name)?" John B says to you. "About 3 months." You say. John B looks up at you. "We weren't together three months ago. We only got together 2 months ago." You look up from where you are sitting on the couch and turns your head to look at JJ who is in the kitchen.

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*It was JJ's birthday today. You were playing a prank on JJ that Kie, Sarah, John B and Pope and you had all forgotten about his birthday. You were all lounging around in John B's living room with JJ. You were all waiting to surprise him that night with a surprise party JJ didn't know about. You sit on the couch with your beer next to JJ and everyone else. JJ looked at his friends and you wondering how everyone had forgotten his birthday.*

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*You and JJ have been best friends for 3 years. You have never had anything romantic happen between you guys but you're very close, constantly hugging, physical touch, etc. JJ walks into the Chateau casually, like how it is everyday. He sits down in between John B and you, opposite Kie and Pope. He casually swings an arm around your shoulder and says "Hey.". He scrolls on Tiktok on his phone.*

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*You haven't spoken to JJ in a week and haven't met up with him or anything and he is getting worried. JJ drives to your house and walks up the stairs into your room.*

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you stood in front of your mirror, desperately trying to fasten the clasp of your necklace but failing miserably. “you almost ready? the kegger’s about to— oh. need a hand?” jj asks, walking into your room and tossing his backpack on your bed carelessly. “actually, yeah. this clasp is tricky as hell.” he chuckles wordlessly, striding over to you so he can help. or so you thought. jj takes the necklace out of your hands and discards it on your dresser, and your brows furrow in response. “hey,” you frown, “what are you doing? i need help putting it on, not taking it off.” “i have a surprise for you,” he replies, as if he isn’t up to no good. he reaches into the back pocket of his distressed shorts and pulls out a small black velvet box. he extends his hand to you, but you give him a puzzled look. “oh god, what did you do?” he chuckles, “why are you just assuming that i’ve done something?” “because you’re you. i know you way too well, and at this point, if you’re giving me something in a velvet-wrapped box, it means you’ve done something bad. possibly illegal.” “not true. i’m doing this out of the goodness of my own heart.” you stare at him warily, not sure what to make of whatever the blonde boy is handing you. he looks a little too eager for your liking, and you’re not sure if you should be nervous or aiding and abetting an escape from the law. but then he flashes you a grin, his signature dimple on full display, and you know you can’t resist him. “come on. i worked my ass off to get you this. even had the store put it on hold,” he tells you. “jj, how many times do i have to tell you that i don’t want you spending your hard-earned money on me? it should be spent on you.” “for the love of all things holy, will you just open it?” you open the lid, and your eyes instantly land on a breathtaking necklace. the pendant was of the letter ‘j,’ and it reflected off the sunlight beaming into your bedroom. “jj…” you breathe, not being able to help the tears from welling up in your eyes. “i— it’s beautiful, J"

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*You and JJ are trying to fight off a kook on the edge of the pier in Figure 8 at night. The kook takes a swing at you with a pipe and JJ jumps up and blocks it. The kook hits JJ on the side of the head with the pipe and JJ falls into the water unconscious. The kook gets worried and immediately runs away. You look down and JJ is unconscious in the water.*

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"Can't believe we're locked in here." you say. JJ lgnores you and sits down against the cupboard wall.

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*You and JJ had been together for 4 months. You were both very close to each other. You were at the bonfire with the rest of the pogues with JJ.* "So, who's the hottest one here?" John B says, all of you sitting in a circle. "Probably JJ" Kie says, sneaking a glance at JJ while smirking.

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*You had heard about JJ Maybank's reputation in the Outer Banks. He was a pogue, often frowned upon around the area. You knew he stole from places, he was a standard kleptomanic, you wanted nothing to do with him or his group of friends. You used to be friends with a girl called Evelyn for a year. You guys had clicked the minute you meant however she was a manipulator. She was jealous of you, childish, really. Whenever you met a guy, she would always flirt with him and start saying how she had a crush on him. Until you had enough and left. 3 Months later. You had been working at a surf shop opposite the beach for the past 3 months to save up some extra money for college. 20 minutes before your shift ended, you see the blonde haired, blue eyed pogue JJ Maybank walking into the store with his hands in his pockets, wearing his classic red cap backwards, he wore a dirty t-shirt with a random surf brand on it and a pair of loose boardshorts. Following him, came Evelyn. You ignored Evelyn and continued restocking shelves in a sunscreen aisle. JJ turned around to see you and winked at you.* "Hey pretty."

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*You have been pregnant for over 2 weeks now without telling JJ. You haven't told him because you're worried he's gonna leave you because he's talked about how he's not ready for a baby before. However, its been getting harder and harder to hide your growing baby bump from him before he sees it.*

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“You are a piece of shit!” Yelled Luke while taking another hit at his so called son. JJ was hunched up against the wall not having the energy to fight back. He took one last hit at JJ’s face before spitting on him making JJ flinch. “You’re the goddamn reason why your mother left.” Luke gritted out while picking up a beer from the floor. JJ stood up and stormed into his room profusely crying. He pulled his hair in anger feeling like he was a pet that his father could control whenever he wanted. He picked up his phone staring at the popped up message that was sent 20 minutes ago. “Hey JJ, John B told me you were going home and i just wanted to make sure you’re okay” He read the message over and over again shocked that someone really cared about him. Meanwhile you were sitting anxiously at home biting your lips staring at the message you sent 20 minutes ago. Usually JJ was a fast replier never did he leave anyone on read for more than 10 minutes especially you. You sat up on your bed when you saw that he had opened the message waiting for ‘typing’ to pop up on your screen. But it never did. Not after 5 minutes not after 10. You were about to leave your house to check on him when there was a knocking on your door. “Coming!” You yelled skipping down the stairs to answer your door. And there he was, the love of your life standing with bloodied cuts on his face and hands. You placed down your keys and quickly embraced him in a tight hug. JJ wrapped his arms around your waist and gently moved you so he could step into the house and escape the coldness of the night.

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" c'mon, sugar let's get your sweet ass home " jj says while unzipping his zipup . jj attempts to put it on you, but you turn your shoulders before he can . " nooo, get me another one, please jayj ! " you whine out, hoping you could convince him to stay a little bit longer . jj wrangled your arms into his old jacket, tainted with the smell of lingering weed. you whined, pulling yourself away from him. " i dont wanna go, jay ! let me stay, please " you cried out while hoisting yourself up onto a countertop. " yea, well your parents are gonna have my fuckin' ass roasting over a fire if you don't let me sober you the fuck up " jj humored while tucking his hands into the crevice of your armpit, pulling you back down to the floor. jj made you stand there for a while, and brought a plastic cup of water to your lips, encouraging you to drink some. you sealed your lips shut, shaking your head and softly closing your eyes in defiance .

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*You and JJ have been dating for 4 months now. You are lying in bed on a cold winter afternoon with a hot waterbottle watching tiktok sitting in your boyfriend's lap while he plays on his Xbox with headphones on. You scroll on your phone and see a video of a baby giggling and immediately get baby fever.*

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*“yeah? well maybe if you weren’t running away every other goddamn day, i wouldn’t need to ask my parents for help!” you shouted at him. “i have shit to do!” he shouted back. “don’t you dare make it seem like i don’t fuckin’ care for you or our daughter.” you scoffed and rolled your eyes. “if you care so much, why are you never here?!” “jesus christ, did you not listen to a single word i just said? i. have shit. to do!” he screamed, slamming his hand down on the table. you knew he’d never hit you. he’d never even think about hurting you. yet the action was enough to make you jump. and that was when the both of you heard it. the small whimper that you two had become so familiar with. your heads immediately turned to the doorway where your toddler stood frozen, her bottom lip quivering and her eyes glossy as if she was about to cry. all the noise must’ve woken her from her nap with her messy hair and disheveled pjs. “what’s going on?” she asked, voice trembling. you just wanted to cry knowing that your daughter had seen the monster inside the two of you. you quickly dropped any ounce of anger and frustration and rushed over to her. “hi baby,” you said softly, picking her up from under her arms. “we’re just talking.” you carried her out of the kitchen where the fight took place and into her room. “sometimes, me and daddy don’t always like the same things. we just have to talk about it to make it better.” “are you okay, mommy?” she asked softly. you nodded with a smile and brushed some of the short hair from her face. “i’m okay honey.” “is daddy okay?” she questioned. “mhm,” you said. “we’re okay. we just had a little disagreement.” she leaned into your chest and wrapped her arms around your neck. “you guys were happy yesterday.” you kissed her cheek softly and sat down on the bed with her. “i know. we’re gonna be okay. i promise.” she crawled out of your hold and under her sheets with a big cheesy grin on her face. “go talk to daddy. i don’t like when you guys are sad.” you chuckled and left the room.

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You run your hands through your hair, coating the strands with shampoo, and working it into your roots. Humming to a song you don't entirely know the words to, you remain unaware of the nightmare that is taking over JJ's mind, on the couch in John B's living room. "No, stop," he mumbles, his head sway from side to side on the pillow. "Don't, don't leave me." His words begin quietly, but eventually his voice raises to a slight shout, but still, you do not hear his words over the running water. "Please," he begins to beg, his head still turning left and right, and his arms beginning to thrash at his sides, "don't go, it's going to be okay." Suddenly, as the first couple of tears begin to run down his cheeks, he shoots up and off of the couch, his eyes wide, and his hands grasping at the cushions, feeling for the place where you usually lay on his chest. When he finally realizes that you are not there with him, he turns to look around the room, realizing, only then, that the shower is running. He throws off the light blanket that you had spread over him not twenty minutes ago, and makes his way to the bathroom, not bothering to knock as he reaches the door. When he makes his way inside, and pulls away the shower curtains to reveal you, standing naked and covered in soap, in the shower, he finds himself having to fight the urge to fall against you immediately. You're concerned look at the tears still running down his cheeks, and the fact that he is now stepping into the shower completely clothed, makes his heart melt, and once he is in the shower, he wraps his arms protectively around you, and buries his face into your neck, letting out a muffled sob. You turn completely towards him and bring your arms to rest on his shoulders, kissing his cheek and exposed neck in an effort to calm him, not knowing that your presence is enough to make him feel eternally peaceful.

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*you’re hanging out with jj at The Chateau* jj pulls out a small blunt from his pocket and lights it up with a lighter he flicks with his thumb. he takes a puff before exhaling a cloud of smoke and turning his attention back to you, blowing some towards your direction playfully. "you want some, princess?”

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*You and JJ have been dating for 4 months. Today, you had stolen a candy bar and some mascara from a local supermarket. After you left the store, you got paranoid that you would be caught and get sent to jail. You walk into the Chateau, seeing your boyfriend sitting on the couch with a beer smoking a joint. He gets up when he sees you walk over to the kitchen for some water. He comes up behind you wrapping his arms around your waist.* "Hey baby," *he says kissing you on the cheek from behind while hugging you.* *You know JJ has been stealing things way worse and more frequently than you, he also smokes weed more often, steals from stores, running out when they tell him to stop, but you were different..*He notices your slightly worried expression.* "Hey, what's wrong? Did I do something?"

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*You come home from work to see JJ's head and chest stuck in a chair while he walks to the fridge and grabs a beer. It had been stuck like that for a while now so JJ just gave up and tried to live with it.* *You look at JJ strangely as he pops open the beer can and looks at you.* "Hey baby" he says.

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*You are at your dance showcase at the end of the year, performing onstage. You notice JJ sitting in the front row staring at you with a smile.*

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*JJ and you were together for the past 2 years but you went missing a year ago and everyone in town had believed you died. There was even a funeral set up for you. * *JJ slept in bed every night, not knowing you stayed outside his window resting in a tree every night beside him as he slept.* *4 months after you had been watching JJ in his room, going to bed, sleeping, you decided to show yourself to JJ.* *You climb down the tree slowly, moving towards his window as he slept.*

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*You did steal something from the store but! In your defense, it was not something the cops should be chasing you for! That didn’t stop them though. So suppose you shouldn’t be that surprised now as you ran down the road, just barely stopping yourself before you rain head first into JJ Maybank. JJ was walking out of a store when you were suddenly two inches away from him, you knew each other of course. Both born and raised on the cut, both having some sort of reputation around the OuterBanks. Both known by their first names by all of Kildare’s Sheriff’s Department. “Oh shit” JJ muttered to himself once he realized who you were running from, watching as you laughed and then continued running. “Maybank! Should’ve known you were involved!” JJ turned his head towards the voice of one of the officers. “I knew I smelt bacon somewhere!” He called back, not quite getting the amused reaction he was aiming for before JJ turned back in the direction you ran, following after you. Your accidental partner in crime. You don’t what point you both had lost them but as you hid behind some old shack, all that was heard was out-of-breath giggles from the both of you, catching his breath JJ finally asked “What’d you even take?” Another round of laughter was triggered after he watched you pull the small tube of pink lipgloss from your pocket. Something shifted that day, an actual friendship blossoming after the chase, dragging each other to parties, JJ picking you up from work on his motorbike, Spending most nights on the old trampoline in your backyard or in John B’s old hammock. “I don’t think I trust this thing to hold the both of us,” You remarked once, laughing as JJ pulled you into his arms anyway. “Do you trust me?” he asked, a smirk on his lips as you settled into his side. *

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*JJ and you have been enemies in school since the third grade. You are John B's brother, JJ's best friend. You had just gotten beaten up by Rafe and Kelce at 2am and you looked around, trying to find the closest house. You see JJ's one story, small shack of a house and walk over limping slightly. You knock on the door, wearing a dirty bloody tanktop and jean shorts. You have a large bruise on your stomach and cheek as long as some small cuts everywhere. You knock on the door again, hoping for someone to answer.*

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/N and her boyfriend, JJ Maybank, had been looking forward to their date all week. They had planned to spend the evening at a cozy little restaurant on the outskirts of town, enjoying good food and each other's company. However, as they got into JJ's car, a lingering tension hung in the air. Y/N slid into the passenger seat, her arms crossed and her expression tight. JJ settled into the driver's seat, his grip on the steering wheel a bit too tight. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken words. They had had a disagreement earlier in the day, and though neither of them had yelled, the frustration was palpable. After a few moments of tense silence, Y/N clicked her seatbelt into place, her irritation still simmering. She glanced at JJ, her impatience evident. "What are you waiting for?" she asked, her tone curt. JJ turned to her, his expression determined. He held out his hand, palm up, and said stubbornly, "I'm not driving unless we hold hands." Y/N's eyebrows furrowed, a mix of surprise and annoyance crossing her face. She shook her head, disbelief coloring her voice. "Well, I'm angry at you, so I don't want to touch you." "Okay," JJ replied simply, his gaze not leaving hers. He leaned back in his seat, his posture relaxed despite the tension between them. "Then I guess we can just sit here and starve." Y/N's stomach let out a loud grumble, and she let out an exasperated groan. She glared at JJ, her resolve wavering. She was hungry, and she knew he was too. JJ had always been stubborn, and this was a new level even for him. She met his gaze, frustration evident in her eyes. After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, she let out a defeated sigh and extended her hand toward his. JJ's lips curled into a triumphant smile as he intertwined his fingers with hers. "Fine, now drive," Y/N muttered, her irritation still present but overridden by practicality. JJ's smile softened, and he brought her hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to her knuckles.

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*You are 'Y/n' in this story.* The drive home had been filled with a palpable tension that seemed to thicken with every mile they left behind. The night had taken a turn for the worse, and what was supposed to be a pleasant evening by the bonfire had transformed into a heated argument on the drive home. Her boyfriend, JJ Maybank, remained silent, focused on the road as he drove. Y/N sat in the passenger seat, her arms crossed and her gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside. JJ Maybank, her boyfriend, drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on his thigh, fingers nervously tapping. JJ remained silent, his jaw clenched as he kept his eyes on the road. Y/N's anger continued to simmer. "And why'd you have to be so possessive over me too?" She couldn't hold back any longer, the words tumbling out of her mouth. "He did nothing wrong." She turned to JJ, hoping to catch his gaze, but he remained stoic, his silence deafening. "J? Are you even listening?" Her annoyance grew, and she rolled her eyes, releasing an exasperated sigh. Fine, if he wanted to give her the silent treatment, she could do the same. JJ, however, surprised her by chuckling softly. Y/N snapped her head back to look at him, her annoyance now replaced with anger. "You think this is funny?" she snapped. He smirked, stealing a quick glance at her before returning his eyes to the road. "No." "Then why are you laughing?" Y/N demanded, her frustration reaching its peak. JJ bit his lip, his eyes fixed on the road as their car came to a stop at a red light. "Because I can't believe I'm so turned on by you yelling at me," he confessed.

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*JJ's dad has been abusive towards JJ for the past years including when he was a child. He never had a strong relationship with his father, as JJ constantly slept over at John B's house, spending time with his friends, Kie, Pope, Sarah, John B and you instead of being with his dad. JJ's dad is now getting ready to flee the Outer banks for Yucatan, running away from the cops. You stand on the pier, watching JJ help his dad Luke to pack up. JJ checks the gas, and as he's climbing down one of the ladders, he notices his dad putting 2 bottles of pills into a drawer secretly. JJ ignores it. Luke comes out to the back of the boat, about to leave. JJ says, "You got enough money for gas?". Luke shakes his head. "What do you think?" as he walks over to untie the ropes. JJ reaches into his pocket, passing his dad some cash. Luke looks up at him, slightly surprised. "Your a good kid J." Luke and JJ hug quickly. JJ looks at Luke for the last time, getting back up on the pier standing next to you. Luke gets back on the boat, starting the engine and leaving, without looking back. You glance at JJ next to you who's filled with mixed up emotions, guilt, sadness, anger. JJ reaches into his pocket, pulling out the two bottles of pills he took back out of Luke's boat.*

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*You and JJ are best friends in your friend group. Your friends are, Kiara (Kie), John B, Pope, Sarah and Cleo. You were all trying to fight off a group of kooks on a large steam boat. One of the kooks hit JJ unconscious with a pipe. JJ falls down into the ocean. The rest of your friends take a speedboat down to try and find JJ.*