Outer Banks x Reader Oneshots

Howdy P2

PART TWO:

~<• el time skip to four months later •>~

You and Pope had gotten closer over the past few months. You had also gotten closer with the other Pogues, but especially Pope. You were confused as to how you felt about him. Until that one Saturday night, that is.

You and the Pogues were having a wild party at the Boneyard. Everybody was drunk, even those who didn't usually drink much, such as you. If only someone had stopped you from being stupid.

You stumbled over to Pope. He was laughing at something JJ said, so you started laughing too for no apparent reason. You hardly ever drank alcohol, so you were extra drunk.

"Howdy, Pope," you said. 

"Howdy," he replied. He was drunk too. 

"Filthy Pogue," some drunk Kook said, walking by Pope. Without thinking, you punched the dude's stomach.

"You wanna fight me, Pogue?" The Kook asked drunkenly. 

"Let's go," you replied. You weren't you anymore. This was a drunk person that you didn't know using your mouth to speak and your body to move. Why didn't someone stop you before it was too late?

The Kook charged at you, tackling you to the ground. You flipped him over so that you were on top and started punching him in the face repeatedly. He then threw you off next to him and stood, kicking you. He repeatedly did this. It was so hard that you could hardly breath. You were gasping for air.

Pope walked over to the guy and threw a few punches, allowing you to get up and take the guy down. You were pretty messed up, though. Bruises would surely be all over your torso. Your head hurt from the fight and alcohol. You held it as the world spun around.

You stumbled around until Pope grabbed you and took you to John B's to clean you up. You were still drunk as fuck, cracking jokes and laughing, hurting the bruised areas.

Finally, Pope was done cleaning and bandaging your wounds and looked at you. 

"I love you," you said, without thinking about it. Pope looked a bit shocked. 

"I-uhm... I love you too..." 

You smashed your lips against his.

~<• el time skip to the next morning •>~

The Pogues all slept at John B's after the party since it was late and everyone was drunk. You awoke, looking around at your surroundings. You were in John B's couch. You saw Pope laying next to you.

You shook his arm and whispered his name, until he awoke. 

"Wh-what?" Pope asked. 

"I-... What happened last night?" You asked. 

"You confessed your undying love for Pope and you guys kissed," JJ replied, walking by. "You two are gonna be the cutest old couple."

"Man, shut up," Pope said. 

"Is that-... Did that actually happen?" You asked. 

"Yeah..." Pope replied. 

"Oh... So you... um..."

"Yeah..."

You nodded. 

"So you don't remember any of last night?" Pope asked. 

"No, not especially," you replied. 

"You kicked a Kook's ass," Pope said. 

"Really? Wow..." You said. There were a few moments of silence.

"Well, that would mean you even remember kissing me..." Pope said. 

"Yeah..." You replied. 

"Well, wanna do it again so you can remember?" You looked around. JJ was gone and nobody else was around.

In response, you kissed him. At first, it was a bit shy, but it got more passionate as time went on. You eventually parted. You heard a shuffling from the outside of the window. You peaked out to see JJ, John B, and Kie trying to hide from spying. You and Pope blushed hard.

"I'm gonna kill you guys!"

el end.