off limits ☼ jj maybank x reader

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"Oh shit Y/n, didn't recognise you." He laughs as you pull him into a tight hug, pulling away feeling slightly awkward. "You look like a kook y/n!" He laughs ruffling your hair, making you push away his arm.
JJ takes in your appearance, gulping as your dress hugs your figure perfectly— his mind leading him towards not so innocent thoughts— he quickly shakes himself out of his thoughts of you.

"why are you here??" you ask him, "And what happened to your lip?" Pope asks, as you lightly touching his cut, making him pull back,

"My dad, you know, got that right jab." He tries to joke, making you narrow your eyes at him. He just weirdly stares at you and Pope before outbursting, "Anyway, i'll be right back, i'll explain everything later." He says to the two of you, watching him walk towards the crowd of people dancing.

"I'll be back Pope." You tell him as you watch JJ be cornered by Rafe and his friends. JJ runs away with them following shortly after. You decide to follow them, not wanting JJ to get into yet another fight.

You finally find them in the locker room, one of Rafes friends with JJ in a headlock. You flicker the lights on and off, making them look at you. The guy holding JJ in a headlock pushes him away from him.

"Is there a problem here?" You ask, making Rafe laugh, as he takes in your appearance. You suddenly feel conscious of your outfit, very uncomfortable by his staring.

"uh.. yes!" JJ exclaims looking at you, smiling, "these fine gentlemen caught me. So i think you should escort me out of here." He says holding his hands out pretending to be handcuffed.

"Come on." You say pulling JJ by his neck away with you, but he turns around needing the last word, of course,

"By the way gents! You're all looking spiffy, you powerpuff girls have fun tonight." He says

"Tell Y/n she looks pretty hot for a pogue." Rafe shouts, acting as if you weren't there, making you narrow your eyes at him. JJ pulls himself out of your grip pushing Rafe, you grab him pulling him back,

"JJ, let's go!" You say pulling him, and taking him out of the room as they continue to shout at him while you two leave,

"He can't speak about you like you're some sort of object." JJ says pulling out of your grip,

"calm down." You tell him, "As much as i'd love to watch you knock him the fuck out, he's just a no-life kook. Doesn't matter what he thinks and he's definitely not worth your time." You say taking him to an abandoned hallway, out of reach from guests.

"Woah Y/n, trying to get me alone?" He jokes leaning against one of the walls, "First you get in the same bed as me, now this? Damn you want me so bad—" JJ starts by you cut him off,

"Shut up and explain why you're here." You say, watching as he places his arm around your shoulder,

"Secret mission," he says wiggling his eyebrows, but as you stare at him unimpressed he continues, "Had to deliver a note to Sarah Cameron." Your face drops slightly at this, not going unnoticed by JJ, "From your brother. He's macking on her." He smirks, making your face turn to disgust,

"Gross!" You say, "He's such a douche. Kiara won't be happy when she hears." You say making JJ laugh.

His arm traces yours, making you shiver, "You look gorgeous, you know?" He compliments,

"Don't get used to it." You say referring to your outfit, making JJ shake his head,

"You alway look beautiful." He mumbles, pulling you slightly closer to him. You breath catches slightly at his sudden forwardness.