JJ Maybank Imagines

Give It Back -- JJ Maybank

Summary - Reader is a thief and JJ wants his shit back

Word Count - 400

This is based on a tiktok, I'll put the link if you wanna see it.

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZM8MV3jrf/

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I was friends with JJ before most of the pogues, excluding John B. So it wasn't rare for us to hang out on our own. Though I think that anyone who was around us often could tell there was a palpable tension there. And it wasn't aggressive.

We were currently sitting in my room, smoking a joint. We sat in comfortable silence, sitting lazily on my bed. JJ held the joint between his fingers, taking a long drag. I looked over at him, pinching my hands together and gesturing that I wanted it. He blew the smoke in my face with a smirk. He put it back to his lips and continued. I grabbed it straight from his mouth, holding it away from him.
I used my foot to lightly kick him off of my bed. He landed on the other side with a thud.

"Y/n, give me that back you little brat." He laughed, standing up from the floor. He jumped back up and I scooched back until I no longer could.

"You don't need it." I laughed. His legs straddled me, reaching for it. JJ's hands pinned my wrists down, the joint still in between my fingers. His face came close to mine, our noses nearly touching.

He was breathing my air, staring into my eyes intensely. I stared back with the same intensity, shifting slightly under him. I tried to yank at my wrists to no avail. His eyes glance down for a moment before meeting mine again.

"Y/n, give it back, or I'm gonna send you back to your shitty little boyfriend with fresh hickey's." My jaw clenched at this, out of anxiety. He was referring to some guy I went on a date with a few nights ago.

"I'm sure he won't mind." I said with little to no thought. He took the joint from my hand, putting it between his lips and sitting up from his previous position. He brought my arm up, kissing down from my wrist. Smoke was slowly leaking from his mouth as he did so.

"Oh, you don't think so, huh?" He asked, grabbing my jaw lightly. A smile played at his lips. I just shook my head, leaning into his hand. "Then maybe I should get to work?" He asked, making me giggle. As he started kissing down my neck, knowing I'm ticklish.