JJ Maybank Imagines

[f] A Drunk Confession

Imagine type: fluff

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Warning: none

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You stepped over a log, searching for Kie in the crowd of people that filled the boneyard. Walking over to the keg, you found John B handing out drinks.

"Hey JB. Where is everyone?" You asked, taking a cup from him.

"Not sure. Kie's probably presenting her Ocean Waste initiative to some poor guy, Pope was right beside me earlier, I don't know where he went, and knowing JJ he'll probably be at your side in, I say, 2-4 minutes," John B responded, checking his imaginary watch.

"Thanks Johnny," you chuckled and sloshed the drink around your cup as you walked deeper into the pool of people. Checking around the campfire, you were sure you'd find Kie, but she was nowhere near.

A hand slung around your shoulders and you turned to see a drunk JJ.

"Right on time," you smiled and JJ let out a small giggle. "You alright?"

"I'm doing quite well," JJ said, slurring his words. "I'm a little cold, though. Would you offer your jacket?"

"I would, but I don't have one with me," you chuckled at the boy. JJ frowned and you couldn't help but admire his cute pout.

"We can go sit by the fire," you suggested and JJ nodded his head. He leaned on you greatly as you dragged him to the fire. Setting him down on a log, you excused yourself for a minute, coming back with a bottle of water.

"Drink this," you ordered, shoving the bottle in his hand. JJ eyed you suspiciously, as if you had poisoned the water. After assuring him there was nothing in the water, he took several big sips.

"You're taking care of me," JJ gushed, looking at you and you smiled.

"Of course I'm taking of care of you." You looked into the fire and back at JJ who looked as if he'd knock out any minute.

"Hey, JJ?" You said softly and he hummed to show he was listening.

"I think I like you. You know, in a more than friends way," you admitted before you could change your mind, watching for his reaction.

The sound of the crowd continued on, but it was all a blur to you. The fire roared and with the added tension, your body began to heat up a lot faster, anxiously waiting for JJ's response.

"Why are you telling me this now?" He asked. You sighed and looked back in the fire. He didn't seem surprised or upset. You couldn't read the boy.

"Because you won't remember anything."

A short silence engulfed you two and you hoped JJ would say something soon. He fiddled with the cap of his water bottle, not willing to look at you.

"But I want to remember this," JJ mumbled softly, his eyes filled with an unexplainable desire and you froze. "I want... you."

Lifting your head up, you quickly realized JJ was under the influence of alcohol.

"You're just drunk," you sighed deeply, resting your head on your hands once again.

"Drunk words are sober thoughts," JJ whispered and you smiled slowly. "And I'm the soberest drunk person here."

He dropped his heavy head on your shoulder, his scent consisting of weed and mint taking over you, but you liked it.

"Please take care of me forever," JJ whispered and still fiddling with the cap on his bottle of water.

"I will, don't worry."

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