Temptations || JJ x Rafe x Reader

Chapter 1

I stare at JJ in awe as he cleans his surfboard with concentration, unintentionally sticking his tongue out of the side of his mouth. I really love him, all of the little things that a normal person wouldn't even notice, they're my favourite things about him... the way he sticks his tongue out when he's focusing, the way his eyebrows raise a tiny bit when he's lying or the way he plays with his ring on his index finger when he's anxious.
He looks up and catches me admiring him,
"What?" he smiles, almost blushing.
"Nothing, I just enjoy watching you" I reply giving him a small smile.
He shakes his head and looks back down, without removing the smile from his face.
A few minutes pass by and he's almost finished cleaning the board
"Just a few finishing touches" he exclaims as he rubs small sections with a ragged cloth.

"GUYS GUYS!" Pope bursts through the shed door in a frantic mess.
I shoot up to my feet as JJ turns around flipping the cloth over his shoulder.
"What??" me and JJ both say simultaneously.
Pope attempts to catch his breath as if he'd just ran a marathon, he leans on the wooden table that's stood next to the door and holds his chest.
A few moments pass and he finally speaks,
"Topper... Topper and... Rafe... Topper and Rafe are... they're on the..." He tries to say whilst struggling to breathe.
"Spit it out Pope" JJ sighs, gradually getting more impatient.
"HMS Pogue" Pope finally lets out.
Mine and JJ's eyes widen as we realise what Pope was trying to say. Rafe and Topper were on our boat. JJ grabs his cap and puts it on backwards as he darts towards the shed door.
I take a moment to process what was happening, I run after JJ in fear he was about to do something stupid. I call his name as i'm trying to keep up but he  just won't stop running. Pope follows me shortly behind, it doesn't take him long to catch up with me and pass by.

We eventually reach the boat, Rafe and Topper aren't there but they had left a message.
"KOOKS RULE" was painted on the side of the boat in bright red paint. We stood there in a line.
Me, Pope and JJ just staring at the graffiti that the damn kooks had left on our precious HMS Pogue. I knew it wouldn't be long before JJ started running his mouth...
"WHO DO THEY THINK THEY ARE" JJ almost screams, with anger confidently present in his eyes and clenched fists. I pray that Pope doesn't add fuel to his fire...
"WE NEED TO GET REVENGE" Pope states... adding fuel to the fire.

I attempt to calm them down by saying that it's fine and we can just paint over it, but that's not good enough. The Kooks and The Pogues have always been like this, I don't think there's ever been a time where they've gotten along. They're constantly just trying to piss each other off.
I'm a Pogue, born and bred, so is JJ and Pope and our other friend John B. Kie is a Kook but she has always been a Pogue at heart. Our group started as me, JJ and Kie. We met when we were 8 years old at a park in the middle of the Outer Banks, JJ had asked me to hold his hand, Kie came over and began making fun of him and called him a loser... ever since then we've been inseparable. We then met Pope in middle school because JJ got partnered with him for chemistry, and then John B came last in freshman year. We all click together like a jigsaw, me and JJ decided to make it official about a year ago, the guys thought it wouldn't end well and said we were putting the group in danger but we decided to take the risk, whenever we argue, which is rare, we don't include the group and we've made a promise to always be friends no matter what happens.
But none of that matters because JJ is my soulmate.