The College JJ Series

ignite the spark

Summary: When your boyfriend is away for the weekend, you spend some extra time with your favorite frat boys, and the tiniest inkling of a crush surfaces.

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Things were a little tense between you and Aaron, and he was going home for the weekend to clear his head. For him, home was four hours away on the other side of the state, so he had skipped his last class of the day to pack and wait for his mom to come pick him up at the dorms.

You thought the few days apart would be good for both of you, and you planned on working ahead a little in your classes, maybe doing some laundry, and basically just vegging out. Your roommate would be gone, too, because she was also going home for the weekend for some family thing.

You were looking forward to a chill weekend by yourself, but that idea went out the window pretty quickly when John B, Pope, and JJ showed up at your dorm room not thirty minutes after you got back from enjoying dinner alone down in the cafeteria.

You're surprised when you open the door to see who knocked and find the three of them standing there, smiles plastered to their faces. "Hey," John B says, walking right past you and flopping down on your roommate's bed. "What are you doing tonight?"

Pope and JJ file in behind him, taking up space within your small room. JJ takes a seat at your desk and Pope sits on the other end of your roommates bed. You plop down on your bed, looking at the boys.

"I was going to do some reading for class, maybe a load of laundry," you say with a shrug. "Watch a movie? I dunno."

"That sounds boring as fuck. Come to the frat house with us," JJ says, spinning around in your chair. "There's a party."

"I was kind of planning on a low key weekend," you say, and JJ rolls his eyes.

"So be low key tomorrow," he says with a shrug.

"Come on, y/n, live a little," Pope says.

"That's a good one, coming from you," you tell him, and he laughs.

"Pleeeeease," John B begs. "Come have like one or two beers. You can come home before midnight so you can swipe your boyfriend in and be lame with him the rest of the weekend."

"Boyfriend is back home for the weekend," you tell the boys, and JJ's eyes light up.

"See? All the more reason to come. You don't want to be alone all night, do you?" he asks.

You can feel your resolve crumbling as the boys all give you puppy dog eyes and pouty looks. Sure, you had told Aaron you were staying in all weekend, but a few hours at the frat house couldn't hurt, right? It's not like he would try to FaceTime you or call you or anything. He'd been sticking to texting you all week, so why would that change tonight?

"Fine," you say, sighing heavily. "I need to get ready though."

The boys excitedly agree to wait on you to get ready, and they goof off while you touch up your makeup and search for something to wear. You shoo them out into the hallway so you can change.

You find them leaning against the wall in the hallway a few minutes later, all scrolling on their phones. "I'm ready," you say as you lock up your room and slide your keys into your shorts pocket.

"Sweet, let's roll," John B says, motioning towards the elevators.

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It had been too easy to go with the boys to the frat house. With Aaron hundreds of miles away, you felt like a weight had been lifted from your shoulders, and it took very little convincing for you to surpass your self-imposed two beer limit.