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𝕀 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕐𝕠𝕦 (𝕁𝕁)

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Summary: This is the last episode of season 2 when they are on the cargo ship. Jj and y/n are fighting off this one guy with a machete and he knocks out y/n. Jj pours his heart out thinking she was dying...

Word Count: 1,175

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JJ Maybank POV

The ship was chaos. Steel rang out underfoot, shouts echoed across the deck, and adrenaline coursed through my veins like fire. I stuck close to Y/N, just like always. We were side by side, ducking behind crates, weaving through crew members who looked way too ready to kill us.

"Go right!" I yelled, grabbing her hand to pull her out of the path of one of the guards swinging a machete. She stumbled a little, caught herself, and nodded. That little smirk she always threw at me when she was terrified—but trying not to show it—flashed for a second.

God, even here. She made it hard not to feel everything. I have had feelings for her but never had the balls to say anything.

Then we had to use our fist, we were fighting off a guy with a machete- not fair. We got multiple hits before it all shattered.

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The guy swung the blade at me which I dogged but my head hit the back of the rails making me groan in pain. Then I see it. The blunt end of the blade hit her temple.

Her body went limp before she hit the railing. No scream, no fight—just gone.

"Y/N!" I roared, lunging toward her as her body flung over the edge and into the sea water below.

There was no thought. No hesitation. No logic.

I jumped.

The cold smacked into me like a brick wall. I forced my eyes open, vision blurring in salt and panic. Her body was sinking, limp and pale under the surface. I kicked hard, arms slicing through the water, reached her—and pulled her against my chest, her head resting under my chin. Red water now swirled around us as I see her wound.

"Don't do this to me, Y/N," I muttered, half-choking on ocean. "You're not dying. You're not dying, alright?"

Her lips didn't move. Her eyes didn't flicker.

I swam harder. Screaming for the crew through the flowing tears that sunk within the ocean.

Somehow—I don't even remember how—we surfaced by one of the smaller boats the crew had used to reach the cargo ship. Pope and Cleo were already there, shouting. I cradled Y/N as I hoisted her up to them. John B and Pope grabbing her arms while I supported her legs up onto the boat. "Don't drop her," I warn.

I hauled myself in next, breathless, dripping, shaking. My knees hit the rubber floor. I just sat there. Useless. Sobbing. Cold. Watching the girl I never had the guts to say the truth to... die in front of me.

Y/N was sprawled on her back, skin pale, lips tinted blue. She wasn't breathing.

Everyone was crying, John B steered the boat and got the motor working while Sarah clung to his chest watching the scene unfold crying.

I didn't even realize we were being shot at everything was on y/n. She was dying. She is dying because I couldn't save her.

Pope, Cleo and Kiara were all trying to get her to wake up until Pope says, "Jj snap back man. Y/N might come back to y-your voice." I instantly move next to her putting her head on my chest as I cling to her.

So I talked.

"I didn't mean for this to happen," I whispered. "I thought I could keep you safe. Like always. And now you're—" I stop myself not wanting to believe this was really happening.

Sarah pressed her fingers to Y/N's neck. "She's got a pulse—just not strong. We need to get her warm. Get her out of these clothes."

"Sh-she's okay?" I asked, voice cracking like a kid. "Sarah, she's okay?"

She didn't answer.

That scared me more than anything.

I leaned her back on her back and pressed my forehead to hers, hands on either side of her face. She felt like ice. My voice shook.

"You don't get to do this to me," I whispered. "You don't get to take a hit for me and then leave me here wondering if I'll ever see your smile again. That's not how this works."

My throat clenched, and suddenly all the words I've been burying hit the surface — just like she did.

"I love you, Y/N," I said, too quiet for the others to hear, but loud enough for the universe. "I don't know when it started. Maybe it was the first time you laughed at one of my stupid jokes. Or when you kissed my busted knuckles after a fight. I don't know. But I know it now."

Tears hit her cheek. The tears flowed down my face and onto her perfect face.

"I need you to wake up. You're my girl. You've always been my girl, even when you weren't. You hear me? I need you, Y/N."

Then—

She coughed.

Everyone froze.

Y/N lurched forward, gasping for air, blinking wildly like she was waking from a nightmare. My hands slipped from her face but now one on her back patting softly. "That's right coughing it up," I said using my other hand to hold her hair back. Everyone laughed—half tears, half disbelief.

I just stared at her. She isn't dying anymore. My heart was pounding out of my chest, drowning out everything else.

Her eyes locked with mine. Tired. Confused.

And then... that smirk. Barely there. But there.

"I heard you, JJ," she rasped.

I blinked. "What?"

She gave a weak laugh. "You talk too much."

Relief hit me like a truck and I didn't care if the others were watching. I grabbed her face and pressed my forehead to hers, salty water between us, but I didn't let go.

"You're never getting rid of me, Y/N," I murmured. "Not now."

She leaned into me, eyes fluttering shut. "Good. I don't want to."

"You okay," everyone asked to which she returned with a thumbs up making me kiss her cheek and pull her in for a very long needed hug. "Don't do that again you scared the crap out of me," I spoke into her neck. Pope coughed then gestured to the rest of the crew, "you scared the crap out of us."

AUTHORS NOTE:

I wanted to do this scene but instead y/n getting hurt. I don't know if I really captured as much emotion in it as I would want but let me know what you think! What would you do if your lover was dying in front of you? She heard it all though :) thank you for reading stay wild!

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