new kid (Judd birch x reader)

the birch house (6)

i shut the door behind me as i walked into judds room. it smelled like cigarettes mostly, but also a lil like cologne. i sat down on this bed as he walked over to his closet and started digging around, looking for something. i looked under his bed and it was littered with empty bottles of jacks, and a rope i think, among with a few other things that i couldn't really make out what they were. when i sat back up straight i noticed judd looked kinda worried about me looking under his bed. oh jeez what the fucks under there that he doesnt want me seeing. he had a first aid kit and he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. i was stood in front of him with the sink counter behind me, i had about a foot of space between both me and the sink, and me and judd.

"get on the sink" judd said with seemingly no facial expression. i didnt really wanna sit on the sink, no reason really, i jus didnt feel like lifting myself onto it. "..no.." i said kind of softly. judd looked kinda shocked that i said no. as a response he just lifted me onto the counter himself. he opened the first aid kit and took out a cleaning wipe thing. i was kind of confused for a sec, but then he grabbed my arm and started wiping off my cuts. i winced at that, it stung a lot, but stopped after a second. then he wrapped my arm in a bandage and put the stuff away in the first aid kit again. then he stood in front of me looking me right in my eyes. i wanted to look away but i couldn't, it was like his eyes are magnetic. i had butterflies in my stomach... okay.. but why ? why am i feeling like this? i thought to myself. i cocked my head to the side and i swear i saw him smile a bit as he said "stop doing that, you look like a puppy" as he picked me up and put me on the ground again.

i hesitated a second before i hugged him. he didnt really hug me back or anything, but he muttered "what are you doing?". "jus thanking you, i guess" i replied as i stepped back. he just grunted in response and started walking out of the room with the first aid kit. I followed him back to his room and he went back over to his closet. I sat on his bed and saw that he had a journal of sorts and I decided to look through it even though that didn't seem like a great idea. It was mostly jus chaos and shit like that, Wanting to wreak havoc n such. Then I got to some pages that seemed almost like diary entries. I had read one and he was really just saying stuff about what he had done at school that day. But when he noticed I was reading it he just snatched it out of my hands. I thought that was kind of rude but there's clearly something in there that he doesn't want me to see. Well now I'm even more interested.

He started to look through his different shirts and pulled out one that was damn near the same as the one he had on, but a bit darker, and his had sharpie doodles all over it. Hm, mans gets bored I guess. Then he started to take off his shirt to change into that one. I got butterflies. What the fuck, why ? I don't like him. But Jesus he was hot. Idk if I'm just talking out of my ass rn, but something ab how toned he was was just something else— what the hell am I thinking. I needa snap out of this shit. It's a load of bull. Anyways, he apparently noticed I was staring and asked me "are you just gonna keep staring at me, or are you planning on working on our project?". I groaned and asked "do we HAVE to do the project ?". - "That's why you're in my room, retard." He replied. I groaned again and grabbed my sketchbook out of my backpack and started sketching a random blob with eyes. It looked pretty creepy, same style as earlier. Idk, I liked it. He looked at my sketchbook and cocked his head just like I had done a few minutes ago and walked over to the other side of his bed and laid down. We pretty much just sat there for a few hours listening to music, before my mom texted me asking if I'm planning on coming home tonight. "Hey Judd ?"  -"hm."  -"am I supposed to be leaving or staying the night?" I asked. "I didn't kidnap you, you can leave if you want" he replied as he got up and started looking for something under his bed. "You sure ab that ?" I asked. "About which part?" He replied. "The kidnapping part" I said. He started standing up and that's when I noticed he had chains. Not like the necklace kind, like fuckin chains and he looked me dead in the eyes and said "I was. But that can be arranged" . I felt my face turn red as I looked away. "That won't be necessary" I mumbled out. "I can jus stay " I said louder, as he had walked over to his closet and put the chains in a box. "Ok." He replied. "Suit yourself but you'll have to deal with nick at dinner." He added. "Eh that's fine" I replied. He grunted in response and walked over to me with a hoodie in his hand. "What's this for ?" I questioned. He stopped walking towards his door and turned around. "If you're staying, you'll need a change of clothes, dumbfuck. I'm gonna go tell my parents you're staying the night" he replied . - "Alright" I said