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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

Pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader, slight rafe cameron x fem!reader

summary: friendship makes a weird way for feelings, especially if they aren't reciprocated.

warnings: underage drinking, slight unwanted advances, angst, nsfw (18+ please)

no pogue on pogue macking. that damn rule rang through your head as you caught yourself gazing off watching the one boy, that you promised yourself you wouldn't fall for, show interest in a random tourist. Her hips swayed against his almost naturally. The connection they have looked almost more than a random hookup at a spur of the moment kegger. It was always simple for him to find some girl to latch onto to pass his time. For you, however, it was torture. what you thought was a mutual pining for one another, had shown it was more one-sided than he had led you to believe.

downing another drink seemed easier than confronting the obvious jealousy eating away inside of you. Hitting the brink of alcohol-induced amnesia could help put you into a state where you could obliviously enjoy yourself. Feeling as if you’re at will to an anonymous puppeteer. Snapping right back to the moment when you hear her sickly sweet giggle echo through the night air, laughing at his pathetic excuse for flirting. something you thought was reserved only for you.

jj wasn't one to acknowledge his feelings for a girl, instead, trading it for the convenience of quick sex that was served to him by the desperate girls who were here on vacation. not wanting to have the responsibility of having to learn more than the name he would be grunting out that night. pushing away his feelings that had been building for his best friend for years. to him, you seemed worth the trouble.

"weird to see you alone" drunkenly turning your head to see that none other than rafe cameron, king of the kooks, was taking his time to talk to you. "normally maybank is attached to your hip" he sniggered as he sipped out of a red solo cup. "he seems a bit preoccupied" you replied with a snarky tone. uncharacteristically rafe open a hand in invitation. with a confused glare, you grab it. "now this isn't me doing you a favour, I just hate maybank more than I hate you" he replied in almost response to the questions littering your mind. this catching the glances of the pogues, including the one you were hoping to.

music blaring as you wrapped around rafe to the beat, grabbing a cup out of a kooks hand and downing it to try and make this more bearable. you hated to admit it but you were having fun. almost forgetting the fact that you had a means to why you were dancing with rafe instead of with your friend group, who weren't subtle about their distaste for your current actions. minutes quickly passed as you caught yourself having a good time.

you finally pull yourself away from the group of kooks that had formed. Topper and kelce made for decent conversation as you were slipping back into sobriety. you had to get another drink, you were way too aware of what was happening, a pogue being adopted by a massive group of kooks for the night was not going to end well and you were not willing to be sober for it.

you had almost made it to the keg when a large hand grabbed your wrist, with a slight jump you turned around to see john b. "what are you doing?" he said with his voice laced with concern rather than anger. "jay had mumbled something about you and then took off to the twinkie, I have never seen him so angry or hammered." with a sigh and a blunt response promising you'd deal with it. you set off in the direction of where the van was parked. completely sobered up carrying a full cup of cheap beer.

the dark corner of the street where john b had parked made it almost impossible to see the swaying of the van. the lights were on and you swung open the sliding door. thinking you would find an angrily intoxicated jj. it was a surprise to see that in fact, he wasn't alone, his large hands wrapped around the bare back of the black-haired girl he had perched on his lap as the moans of them both had now become more apparent. almost deafening, as you stood there frozen, as you tried to process. his head lazily rolled back as he guided her to bounce on top of him.

clearing your throat after three seconds that felt like an eternity. he scrambled to cover himself, leaving his guest to try and swiftly cover her naked body. "jb thought something was wrong, seems he was misreading the situation" you turn on your heel to try to walk away from the steam-filled volks wagon, abandoning the party and making a break down the dark and lonely road.

jj scrambling to dress his lower half and trying to catch up to you, as you head back to the chateau on foot, not wanting to ruin the night for the others. "come on, wait a fucking second" ignoring him as you continued down the cold path. hurt, not upset but angry.

finally catching up to you, he placed both his hands on your waist, bringing you to a halt. using the leverage he had on your waist to force you to face him. "can you at least tell me what's got you all hot-headed" he started "did rafe not fill your needs?" he spat. at a complete loss for words, you look up to see the blue eyes you once fell in love with turn completely dark. his grip tightening on your hips. "let go" you say in barely a whisper. with that, he let go with a scoff. "I don't get why my best friend, suddenly has a problem with everything I do," he said once again with anger evident in his voice, grabbing ahold of you once again. he went to go speak again but you beat him to it, "jay you might be an idiot but I know you're not stupid, just let me go" and with that, he did. With a glimmer of sadness in his eyes at the thought of losing you for good.

and with that he had, he had lost you completely.

a/n, hiya this has been sitting in the drafts as dot points of ideas and I felt motivated enough to finally put them collectively together as a one-shot. This is my first fic in a while so go easy on me, I'm rusty. I had to write some jj angst cause that's all I'm reading currently. hope you enjoyed <3

BABY CUPID; rafe cameron

summary: your little sister decides to play cupid for you and the boy you’re seated with.

warnings: mentions of panic attacks || gif credits to @whumpypepsigal

word count: 1644

author’s note: this has been in my idea outlines for months now since i’ve read this certain twitter thread.

rafe would pay to be anywhere but here.

if it wasn’t for his stupid father, and his stupid business, and his stupid people-pleasing complex, then he wouldn’t be stuck in this stupid economy flight to the bahamas.

there was still at least a few minutes before the plane takes off and rafe tries to compose himself as he counts his deep breaths.

“what’s our number?” your little sister asked as you tighten your grip around her legs. you were carrying her and your bags as you tried to look for your seats. “25f, millie.”

“oh, there!” she pointed at the row a few meters away. “there’s a boy in my seat.” millie frowned as she eyed the guy by the window seat.

“a very cute boy,” you mumbled, walking towards your booked seats.

millie snapped her head towards you, her face scrunched up in a scowl.

rafe only looked up from the window when he saw you mount your bags on top of the compartment above you. the little girl you were with had a frown on her face when she saw where he was seated. you offered him a small smile as you lowered her in between your seats.

he watched as you sat down with a relieved sigh. the little girl kneeled down on her seat and cupped her hands around your ear, promptly whispering something to you.

you carefully say her back down properly and placed on her seatbelt as the pilot announced that you were ready for take-off. “well, i did tell you that we shouldn’t have waited in line for your waffle if you wanted the window seat.”

rafe pretended that he wasn’t listening when the girl looked at him. instead, he busied himself with his seatbelt as the plane started moving.

as soon as the plane was in the air, you grabbed your earphones and plugged them into your phone. you turned to face your sister, giving her the stuffed bunny in her bag. “i’m gonna take a nap, okay? be good for me.”

“okay.” she nodded her head, fiddling with the bunny’s ear as you placed the sleeping mask over your eyes.

rafe let out a shaky breath as he gripped on the armrests. he wasn’t about to have a panic attack with a literal kid beside him. that would seem pathetic as he watched her play with her toy.

he was quite sure that he was about to burst into tears when she suddenly spoke up. “i’m going to talk to you randomly so you need to be prepared, okay?”

rafe snapped his head towards the kid looking up at him, letting out a confused hum. “what?”

“my name is millie, and this is da vinci,” she introduced herself and her stuffed bunny. “what’s your name?”

“i- uh, rafe,” he hesitated, looking over at you then at millie before turning to look back out the window, when she started talking again. she wasn’t lying when she said she would talk to him randomly.

“oh, that’s a nice name.” millie smiled up at him. “my sister thinks you’re cute, mr. rafe.”

“i- wha-?” rafe furrowed his eyebrows. he wasn’t even able to get his question out when she opened her mouth again.

“hey, rafe, do you know what everyone should do when they get on the plane?” millie asked, trying to get a peek through the window.

“what?” rafe finally asked, wanting to humor her.

“thank the wright brothers.” she shrugged. rafe watched in amusement as the little girl clasped her tiny hands together and whispered, “thank you, wright brothers.”

“uhm, yeah,” rafe chuckled, feeling the tightness of his chest ease up. “thank you, wright brothers.”

“ooohh! this is a very nice ring,” she grabbed his left hand before dropping it suddenly. “oopsies, boundaries. i’m sorry,”

“nah, it’s okay.” he smiled, offering her his hand. millie hesitantly took it in her small ones and fiddled with the ring on his finger.

“i think it’s really pretty, but you should draw a smiley face in the middle,” she suggested, tracing the gold ring with her tiny finger.

“that’s a good idea, i might just do that.” rafe nodded in agreement. the both of them got into meaningless conversations, varying from different topics in the span of a few minutes.

rafe felt himself calm down completely in the presence of the little girl. he forgot all about his existent fear as she chattered his ear off with random facts and stories.

as soon as she heard the wheels of the cart, she immediately perked up. “oh, good timing, i was getting hungry.”

the flight attendant chuckled. “what can i get for you, sweetheart?”

“uhm,” she tapped her chin in thought. “oh! can i have those free cookies and chocolate milk, please? and uhm, i think my sister would also like that once she wakes up.” she said, before turning to look at rafe. “what about you, mr. rafe?”

“i’ll take the cookies and a cup of coffee, thanks.” he smiled.

“mr. rafe would take the cookies and the cup of coffee.” she repeated, grinning up at the lady as she handed her the cookies and drinks. “thank you!”

rafe sighed in relief as he took a sip of the warm beverage. he placed his own snacks on the tray table and helped mille pull down hers.

“we should watch a movie.” she suggested, grabbing her ipad from her bag.

“sure,” rafe agreed, watching as she scrolled through the number of choices in her downloads. she paused at one point, letting the princess and the frog load as she offered rafe the other bud of her earphones.

another hour later, you slowly stirred from your mini siesta, groaning at the feeling of your stiff neck as you stretched a bit.

“oh, good, you’re awake,” millie looked at you before returning her gaze at rafe, who was taking photos of the sunrise from above. “rafe and i took a lot of goofy pictures while you were asleep, we’re taking pretty sun pictures now.”

“keep the camera there, rafe, that way i can see out the window better.” she requested.

“who’s rafe?” you asked amidst a yawn.

“i’m rafe,” you immediately closed your mouth shut, forcing the yawn back as rafe offered you his hand to shake.

“oh, hi,” you ran a hand through your hair to make sure it was decent-looking as the other shook his. “i’m y/n.”

rafe smiled softly as he gave you a once over. despite the messy hair and wrinkled clothes, he thinks that you’re the most beautiful stranger he’s ever laid eyes on.

the both of you only snapped out of your gazing when the plane shifted and millie spoke up. “they’re tilting us so we can see better! how nice.”

you and rafe exchanged amused chuckles because the plane definitely wasn’t turning, only giving you a better view.

the captain spoke up, informing all of you that the plane was about to land in a few minutes. you buckled in your sister’s before yours as she tries to keep herself from practically bouncing on her seat.

rafe kept his eyes on you and your sister when he slowly felt his chest tighten. he placed a harsh grip on both of the armrests, trying to direct his attention on the two girls who made his flight bearable.

“we’re going down!” millie exclaimed, and you had to slap your hand on her mouth when the lady in front of you jolted out of her sleep at the sudden cry of your sister. rafe had a soft smile on his face when he felt her tiny hand unconsciously grab onto his, watching as you profusely apologized to the poor spooked lady.

“i feel so lucky that i got to sit by you, rafe,” millie smiled up at him.

rafe felt his heart warm up at the words of the little girl. he gave her hand a small squeeze as he replied, “me, too,”

you and millie were accompanied by rafe up until the baggage claim after your sister begged you to let him come with you, her quick attachment to the boy making it hard for you to compromise on your current situation.

“why can’t he come with us, y/n/n?” she pouted, staying over at rafe’s side instead of yours.

“i think mr rafe has some business he needs to attend to, love,” you smiled sadly, crouching down to look at her. “maybe you’ll get to see him again next time.”

“i mean, i can always fit you guys into my schedule during my visit.” rafe offered. “millie’s a sweet girl, and quite frankly, she, uh, helped me today with my issues with planes.”

“plus, a little birdie told me that you found her seatmate incredibly handsome.” he added, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“i didn’t- i never said-“ you huffed, throwing your arms lightly in the air.

“it’s fine, s’alright.” he assured you, as he grabbed his phone from his pocket. “i best believe that her seatmate found you really cute, too. especially when you were sleeping.”

“creep!” you laughed, grabbing the phone from him and punched in your number.

“what’s happening, i don’t understand what’s happening.” millie whined, switching her attention from you and rafe.

“i guess you and rafe could have another playdate.” you told her, fastening her backpack properly.

“how about you? will you and rafe have a date?” she wiggled her eyebrows at you mischievously.

“oh i-“

“well we-“

you and rafe looked at each other. he raised an eyebrow at you inquisitively. “i mean, i’d love to take you out on a date… if you want?”

“i’d like that.” you smiled at him.

“yes!” millie cheered, pumping her arm in the air. “i don’t know about you guys but i think i’d do a great job as cupid.”

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