JJ Maybank Imagines

Impatient🤍

"Baby come on you've been working forever" JJ complained as he was sat cross-legged on your bed, clicking one of many pens that were spread across it.

You huffed, scribbling a word out.

"JJ I need to get this done"

JJ groaned before taking a hit of his juul. You glanced in the mirror quickly to see him blowing the smoke out of his mouth. It was weirdly one of your favourite things to watch, despite the fact that you never used to be into those things before JJ.

"But you even ditched surfing for it! You can't possibly still be doing it" He said as you walked over to the bed to grab some more equipment. His face lit up, thinking you were finally coming to bed.

"Well I am. So zip it and let me concentrate" You snapped, snatching the pen off him along with a piece of paper and walking back over to your desk.

JJ groaned again.

You ignored him, preparing to write on your new piece of paper before noticing JJ had doodled dicks all over it.

"JJ" You huffed loudly, scrunching it up and throwing it in the bin.

"What?" JJ suddenly said from beside you, his chin resting on your shoulder. You put your head in your hand and sighed.

JJ kissed your cheek 3 times, making loud smacking sounds as he did so. You felt his lips form into a smile as he noted the scrunched up paper in the bin.

"Jay it's not funny you know I'm under pressure right now" You whined. Usually you would find something like that amusing, but since you had so much class work to do, your serious face was on.

"You're right I'm sorry. I'll stop" He responded.

JJ grabbed another piece of paper from your bed and placed it in front of you before walking away and lying back down.

After a couple minutes of silence and scribbles across the page, JJ tried to tempt you into bed.

"Ya know...if you come to bed I'll tickle your back" He said inquisitively.

You chuckled a little.

"And I'll rub it. And give you a head massage. I mean, shit, I'll even give you a foot massage"

"A foot massage?" You looked back at him, one eyebrow raised.

"Okay maybe not a foot massage but anything else"

You giggled and put down your pen. Standing up, you watched JJ smile as he gazed at you taking off your top, bra and shorts. You stole JJ's tank top which you kept hanging in your wardrobe and put it on.

JJ pulled up the covers for you so you plopped yourself on the bed beside him.

He chuckled and pulled you into him straight away.

His hands went under the tank top and began rubbing and scratching your back softly. You hummed, closing your eyes and nuzzling into him.

"See this is what you've been missing" JJ proudly stated. You smiled, your eyes remaining shut.

"I could get used to this" You mumbled.

"Mm" JJ sounded, "Did you manage to finish your work?"

You nodded, tracing patterns on the top of JJ's chest.

"So I've got you all to myself tomorrow?" He asked, changing from scratching your back to running his fingers through your hair.

"You have. How's that?"

JJ smiled.

"Perfect"