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lennon's pov wednesday | 6:27pm the marsh
"WHY DO I HAVE TO FIX THE BOAT? My skills are rusty, John B. Haven't fixed an engine in months." I called out to the boy who was driving the HMS Pogue as I climbed onto the bigger boat.
He'd driven me out to where Heyward's boat was just anchored out in the Marsh. Apparently, Pope was out doing deliveries and the boat just stopped working? I don't know. So, John B had picked him up earlier and informed the boy that he'd bring me out to fix it later.
So, here I was, fixing the damn boat while I was supposed to be spending time with my lifelong friend.
"Bub, what exactly is wrong with the engine?" When I didn't receive a response, I turned around to look for the Routledge boy. It was then I saw him driving the boat away. "The fuck?"
The sound of a fist slamming against the inside of the cargo hold caught my attention. I opened the hatch and my heart sunk. It was JJ.
Who seemed as equally surprised as I was.
"John Booker Routledge, get your ass back here!" I yelled after the floppy haired boy. His laughter echoed through the marsh. "I'll be back in the morning!"
The morning?
"He fucking shoved me down there 30 minutes ago." JJ groaned, finally climbing out of the cargo hold. "I'm definitely gonna beat his ass in the morning. Care to join?"
"I'd be glad to." I mumbled my response. I turned to face the blonde boy i'd been avoiding the past few days, catching him looking me up and down. That's when I remembered that I was just in my bikini and got extremely self conscious. John B had promised me we'd go surfing tonight after I fixed the boat, so I hadn't thought about wearing anything else. "Fuck off, JJ, it's not like you've never seen me in a bikini before."
He immediately averted his gaze, looking out at the horizon. The two of us sat down about 5 or so feet from each other, close but not too close. Neither one of us wanted to be stuck here with the other.
I laid on my back and just watched the sky, listening to nature around me. I could ignore JJ for the rest of the night, right?
Who knows how much time passed, but at some point JJ decided to break the silence. "I shouldn't have told them about that day." My heart started beating quicker. JJ Maybank, apologizing? Had hell frozen over?
"Ya think?" My voice was still quiet. JJ's hands slapping down on the boat made me flinch. Stupid loud noises. I sat up and saw him staring at me. "Fuck, Lennon. Give me a break! I'm not the one who started all of this dumb shit."
I couldn't tell if I was upset or angry, but my emotions were high. "JJ, you kissed me one night and then called me a fucking slut the next. You cannot tell me that this is my fault!" He groaned, shoving his hands through his hair. "I'm not the one who was teasing the other for days without any mercy. You know the rule."
"Fuck the rule, JJ." I scoffed, "Anyways, Kie told me it was the only way to find out." His face contorted in a confused manner. "To find out what?"
Why was I nervous all of a sudden?
"If you... if you see me as more than a friend." After the words left my mouth, JJ looked down and refused to look anywhere near my face. I think I hit a sensitive spot. "JJ."
When I got no response, I crawled over to the boy and sat cross legged next to him. Our legs were touching and he was almost shying away from me. I let my finger hook under his chin and lift his head up so I could look him in the face. His face was red and his eyes were glossy. "JJ." I repeated myself.
His eyes were looking anywhere but mine, "I can't... I don't know how to express or even fucking process my emotions and feelings, Len. And the other night... I was fucking horny and just acted on that." I had to pretend like I didn't feel my heart shattering at his confession.
Had I misread every single interaction between the blonde and I?
"But, I... uh, I do like you. I know that for sure." a laugh escaped his mouth, as if he couldn't believe he was admitting it. "Have for a while actually, but John B told me I couldn't so I backed off. I never really stopped, just pushed the feelings away beca—" I stopped his rambling by pressing my lips into his.
He immediately returned the gesture. JJ's hands found my bare waist as mine found themselves tangled in his hair.
After a minute or two, we separated to breath, but JJ began kissing down my neck. He reached my collarbone rather quickly and I softly moaned at the feeling of him sucking on the exposed skin. That was surely going to leave a mark.
As he traveled down to the crevice between my boobs, still sucking and biting at the skin, I whimpered at the feeling. I could feel him smile against my chest. Deciding that I didn't want to wait for his lips any longer, I pulled his face back up to mine and connected our lips once more.
We kissed each other for what felt like forever, our tongues fighting for dominance every once in a while. JJ was the one to pull away first and I couldn't help but smirk at his swollen lips. "I could get used to this."
My hand found itself cupping his face, my thumb rubbing across his cheek, "I've liked you forever too, Blondie."
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thursday | 8:39am heyward's boat
The sound of a boat motor caught mine and JJ's attention. I sat up, seeing the HMS Pogue in the distance, "John B's back with the others."
JJ panicking and yanking his shirt from his body concerned me. I turned to look at him, only to have him shove the shirt to me, "Your fucking hickeys, Len. Cover them." My eyes widened as I looked down at my body, my stomach and chest littered in the love bites.
I quickly pulled the shirt on over my body to hopefully hide our makeout session from the others. JJ and I hadn't really talked about our confessions from the night before, all we did was make out a few times throughout the night. I'm pretty sure we only slept for like 4 hours. We didn't need the others seeing JJ's markings on my body if me and JJ didn't even know what we were.
"Y'all friends again?" John B questioned, smirking up at the two of us. We both just glared down at him. I pointed at him, a glare evident on my face, "I hate you."
Pope climbed up on the boat with us, keys in hand. "Nothing was wrong with it, we just left you without the keys." JJ scoffed as the two of us climbed down onto the HMS Pogue. "We kinda figured that, Pope."
As John B started back off toward the Chateau and Pope started up Heyward's boat, I couldn't help but watch JJ as he conversed with John B. Something just drew me to him. Always has and always will.
"You seem happy." Kie whispered to me. I smiled softly back at her. She could read me too well. "It's because I am."
"I have my JJ back."
a/n: ok cass go ahead and order your bear costume again !!
