secret logophile | jj x oc

clandestine

clandestine; adjective : kept secret or done secretively, especially because illicit.

jj and i had started a clandestine relationship. im quite aware the specific definition for clandestine includes 'illicit'. on the outside, peering in, you may just notice two teenagers falling madly in love with eachother, but in the obx.. it's almost illegal for a kook to date a pouge.

+ don't forget.. my parents don't know.

-logan <3

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JJ had been spending a lot of time at my house. He had mentioned that his father wasn't the best 'dad figure'-- which I completely understood.

I think Maya had been getting a little suspicious, but I wasn't sure she needed to know about our relationship yet.

JJ, Aria, Ben, Maya, and I were sitting around the island table eating breakfast. Maya had just finished making pancakes-- JJ and Aria's favorite. JJ and I sat side-by-side, his hand rested on my thigh, like always.

"When's Mommy coming home?" Aria questions. Her voice wasn't directed to anyone, but I knew Maya would answer.

I take a bite of my pancake and smile at JJ, who started pouring syrup on his pancakes.

"Saturday." Maya states.

I nearly choke on the food in my mouth. Today was Wednesday, and she didn't think to mention my mom was coming home? Especially when a boy-- who is a Pouge-- was spending every minute at our house.

Ben and Aria's faces light up with excitement.

"I'm sorry- what?" I ask.

JJ looks at me with confusion. I could tell he thought this was a good thing. What he didn't know was that my parents are as strict as strict can be.

"Your father too." Maya smiles, clearly not noticing the concern smeared on my face.

"Oh my God." I sigh, rolling my eyes, and sinking into my chair.

Aria starts cheering, and clapping her hands together. Maya's attention quickly goes to her.

"What's wrong?" JJ whispers to me.

"Nothing." I lie.

He tilts his head and raises his eyebrow.

"I really don't want to talk about it." I snap, quietly.

"Sorry." He mumbles, turning back to his pancakes.

"Kie text you again today?"

"Yeah, I ignored her. I'm going with JB, we're just gonna hang out at the Chaeteu."

"Okay. "

"Okay."

JJ kisses my temple and starts to walk towards the door.

"Bye, Maybank."

"Bye, Blondie."

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I felt an odd amount of emptiness whenever JJ and I parted ways for the day. It also made me extremely nervous. He never told me where he was going or what trouble he would get himself into. One time, he mentioned that he and the Pouges broke into a half-built Kook house and almost got caught by security. That's what makes me nervous.

I have trust in JJ, of course, but I also worry about his relationship with Kiara. I know he wouldn't hurt me like that, but she doesn't know about us and I have seen the way the act around eachother.

Our clandestine is something that I have enjoyed these past few weeks, but I had this horrible feeling it would come crashing down when my parents came home. Their view on Pouges weren't the same as mine or Maya's.

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jj
logan

jj
hey, you okay?

logan
yeah?

jj
you seemed off when i left

logan
im just worried about you, j.
plus, the whole parents coming home thing is kinda freaking me out. maya mentioned a fancy dinner and i can't even remember the last time i had a meal with them.

jj
do you want me to be there?

logan
you would do that?

jj
of course.

logan
i would love that.
thank you.

jj
anything for logan dellmore.

logan
wow
that was the cheesiest thing i think i have very heard.
delivered

logan
jj?
delivered

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I began to feel an insane amount of anxiety rising in my chest. And I didn't want to continue listening to Maya talk about my parents.

I decided that distracting myself was the best option. Baking was always a healthy distraction. Plus, I make some pretty good chocolate chip cookies.

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jj
logan

logan
i made cookies :)
im gonna bring them to you and john b
delivered

logan
k.
it will be a surprise then..

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The first time JJ left me on delivered, I wasn't worried. He was probably playing some stupid video game with John B and didn't get the chance to respond, but now that I texted him a second time-- almost 2 hours later-- and he still hasn't responded? I'm getting concerned.

Nothing could go wrong with dropping off cookies, right?