A/N: Last day of pride month so have this that I came up with at 3 am.
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ᴳⁱᶠ ᶜʳᵉᵈⁱᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ʷʰᵒᵐ ⁱᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ
ˏ 𓏧 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓋒 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏧 ˎ
"It's okay if you don't wanna tell her," Kiara placed her hand on JJ's shoulder.
"But I have to," he huffed.
"Look, she's not gonna judge you, I think she'll understand,"
"Yeah, like the last one?" he sassed.
"Okay, to be fair, I had too much faith in her and I shouldn't've, but Y/N isn't like that,"
"She's not like most girls?" he added with sarcasm.
"Okay, quit the attitude dude, we're talking about you coming out to your girlfriend-"
JJ shushed her loudly, "Dude!" he whisper-yelled.
"Dude what?! She's gonna find out anyway,"
"But I'm supposed to tell her,"
"Then listen to me goddammit!"
"What am I supposed to hear? The same shit you told me last time?"
"You know what? You're right, I don't even know why you even asked me," Kiara stood up from the couch.
"No, no, no, no, no, please help me," he grabbed her wrist.
Kiara rolled her eyes returning to her previous position, "Look, just because your ex was an asshole doesn't mean all of them are gonna be,"
"But what if she is?"
"Then we'll kill her,"
"Promise?" he showed her his pinky.
"Promise," they interlaced their small fingers.
"Okay," JJ shook his fear off.
"You got this," she patted his back.
JJ sighed, he walked to the porch where he found you running away from Pope who was following you with a water gun. He smiled being overly dramatic as if about to lose you, he was afraid to do it, terrified even, but you had the right to know and he had the obligation to tell you, or at least he felt like he needed to tell you.
"Ah shit," Pope stopped noticing he no longer had any water.
"Please don't go refill it, I'm begging you," you giggled breathlessly.
"Oh, I'm definitely refilling it," he warned her.
"No, Pope wait, I uh- I wanna talk to Y/N,"
"Yeah, sure, I was just joking anyway," he entered the Chateau.
"You better!" you squeezed your hair, "Everything okay babe?" you pecked his lips.
"Depends," he cleared his throat.
"Depends on what?" you frowned.
"On you," he pulled you to sit next to him on one of the stairs.
"Okay..." you trailed off a little confused.
He looked at you, "I-" he took a deep breath, "Before I dated you, you know that I've hooked up with a lot of people,"
"Right," you nodded.
"Some of those people-" he cringed at himself, he sounded like an idiot, "Okay," he scratched his neck.
"JJ did you get a girl pregnant?" for some strange reason your mind went there.
"What? No," he dried the sweat off his hands, "It's not that I promise,"
"Then what is it?" you rubbed his back gently, "JJ it's okay you can tell me,"
"Okay, you're right," he calmed himself down, "I've been with a lot of people,"
"You already said that,"
"Yes, but what I didn't say was that amongst the many people I've slept with I didn't exactly stick to just one gender," he explained, "In fact, I kinda had a thing with a kook, a guy, I mean a kook guy,"
"Okay,"
He was caught off guard by your reaction, more like your lack of, "You don't care?"
"No, not really, no," you shook your head.
"Okay, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool," he processed your words.
"I'm guessing you thought I would say something different,"
"Honestly I was expecting anything but what you just said,"
You laughed, "Look, it's not that big of a deal, you can love whoever the fuck you want to,"
"Yeah, I know it's just that my ex thought very differently," he saw the floor.
"Well, good thing she's your ex, right?"
"Yeah,"
"And hey, I like you not for who you've liked before, but for who you are, and that will never change even if you told me you've fucked an alien," you joked.
"Thank you,"
"But next time, don't be ashamed of it, even if you don't wanna live by a label,"
