Bad boys are good too. (Jim Hawkins X Reader)

Chapter 3

Slamming food in front of him, you walk away to find somewhere else to eat. "You're not gonna eat with me?" He asks.

Rolling your eyes, you flash a forced smile and turn around "do you want me to eat with you?"

"I mean, I wouldn't mind" he chimes smugly.

"Fine." Placing the bowl onto the table, before sitting down. The whole time you had your head down, glued to the fork in your hand, meanwhile, Jim's eyes stay fixated on you, taking in your pretty features. "So, Y/N in lighten me. Why are you going to treasure planet and why don't you like me?"

The bombard of questions came to a shock; causing blood to rush to your cheeks. "Oh, uh, I really don't wanna talk about it right now and I do like you" you answer quickly and nervously.

"Oh, is that so, then why do you act as though you hate me?"

"Well, I don't hate you! You just terrify me!" you mumble before dropping your fork and leaving the room.

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That night your head rested on the pillow, staring up at the bottom of the bunk bed with a blank mind. Jim laid on the top bunk, staring at the wooded ceiling on the boat. Earlier that evening when you said "you scare me" what did you mean? the thought had eaten at him the rest of the day.

"Psst, Y/N." He whispered, "Are you awake?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Remember earlier... when you said I scare you?" He asks hanging on the side of the bed. "What did you mean?"

"You seem like a heart breaker"

"Why do you think that?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out!" You say, smiling to yourself before closing your eyes. 

"you know," Jim replied, "I wouldn't wanna hurt you!"

"You and me both, Jammo," you breathe.

"Wh-"

"Good night, Jim," you say, cutting him off before going to sleep.