𝘔𝘖𝘕𝘖𝘊𝘏𝘖𝘗𝘚𝘐𝘚 ❁ 𝘑𝘑 𝘔𝘈𝘠𝘉𝘈𝘕𝘒 & 𝘒𝘐𝘈𝘙𝘈 𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘙𝘌𝘙𝘈

𝘍𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘛𝘌𝘌𝘕

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❝ you just mommyed me ❞
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𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝

"DCS! I know you're in there!" I hear a voice bark, waking John B and I up from our nap.

"What the hell?" I croak sleepily.

Suddenly I hear a bang on the window behind me and I jump in fright, turning my head to see JJ with a smirk on his face.

"Whoa!" John B gasps.

"Gotcha, slick" JJ laughs.

John B covers his face, flopping back onto the sofa and I glare at the blonde angrily.

"You should have seen your faces. You were like.." JJ howls, making a terrified facial expression.

He enters the chateau and I pull a blanket over my head, trying to go back to sleep.

"You are such a douchebag" John B groans as JJ continues to laugh.

I feel the Routledge boy get up and he walks away, the sound of him slapping JJ as he passes echoes through the room. Just as I feel myself drifting back to sleep, JJ throws himself onto the sofa bed next to me and I groan loudly into the pillow.

"Fuck off, JJ" I grumble.

"Come on, angel" He chuckles, pulling the blanket off me "You know you don't want that"

"Actually, I do" I snap, shooting the blonde a glare "Stupid"

He grabs my shoulder and pushes me onto my back, climbing on top of me. I open my mouth to yell at him but my words get caught in my throat as he grabs my wrists, pinning my arms above my head.

"Say sorry" He demands and I recover from the initial shock.

"JJ, you're hurting me" I lie and his face softens as he lets go of my arms.

Before he can say anything else, I flip him onto his back and jump onto him, pining his arms down under my knees.

"I'm sorry I hurt your feelings when I called you stupid" I tell him, brushing his hair off his forehead "I really thought you already knew"

He playfully glares at me and I smirk, getting off him. I turn to walk away but I stop when JJ speaks up.

"Hey, angel?" He says and I hum, turning around.

He hesitates for a minute before shaking his head and smiling softly.

"You look pretty" He tells me and butterflies erupt in my stomach.

"Thanks, hot stuff" I smile gratefully.

He shrugs nonchalantly and I head into the spare room to change. I change into a red and white striped bikini before slipping on a blue denim skirt and my red chucks. I find a white shirt that I'm sure belongs to John B and slip it on, tying it at the front instead of buttoning it up.

"Come on, Sylvie!" John B complains as I pull my hair out the braids, letting my waves fall down over my shoulders.

"I'm done!" I reply, exiting the room.