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ˢᵐᵘᵗ, ᵃⁿᵍˢᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ
ᵖᵘʳᵖᵒˢᵉˡʸ ʷʳⁱᵗᵗᵉⁿ ⁱⁿ ˡᵒʷᵉʳᶜᵃˢᵉ
started: 11th aug
ended:
- in no way at all am i trying to appear to 'own' outerbanks or the characters.
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[ fluff ]
"j, are you sure this is safe?" you ask for the probably the 3rd time, jj just rolling his eyes yet again.
"yes, angel. here, well even sanitise it before we do anything" he says as he gets up to grab the rubbing alcohol, pouring some in a bowl and dropping the 2 sewing needles inside.
"sorry i just don't wanna get like... hepatitis or something" you joke, ruffling up his hair.
with kie and pope out doing go knows what, sarah and john b also out, you and jj have the chateau to yourselves. you suggested watching a movie but jj suggested giving each other stick and pokes.
you liked the idea instantly. you were able to find sewing needles quite easily for some reason, and you always carry an eyeliner in your bag. jj suggested using ink from a pen but you quickly turned that idea down.
"alright," he pauses as he grabs one of the needles out, drying it on the paper towel, "what are we doin' ?" he asks, hovering the needle over your stomach.
"uhhh... ooh! we could do like, your initials right... here!" you say as you slightly pull the waistband of your underwear down, pointing to a spot.
"my initials?" he sceptically asks, raising an eyebrow
"yeah! that way, only you can see it" you explain.
he makes a face, an unsatisfied one.
"fine, how about we still do the initials here," you pause to point at the spot again, "and we can do something matching somewhere else"
"alright"
he carefully dips the needle inside the liquid liner, about to begin before he stops.
"what?"
"can you like, i don't know, sketch it out?" he asks shyly.
"j, it's just your initials" you laugh out, placing a gentle hand on his bicep.
"i know but you have nicer writing!" he argues back.
"no, i want your writing. so i know you did it" you smile, sitting up slightly to place a kiss on his forehead.
