John B's POV
"Johnny Boy!" I say "stop calling me that, JJ." He walks by me mumbling "you blushed" and I roll my eyes, playfully shoving his shoulder. JJ mumbles "don't touch me, not right now, John B." I bite my lip mumbling "sorry" and he walks into the house. I say "what happened?" I point at the blood on JJs shirt and he mumbles "dad." I say "you're bleeding, come here" quietly and JJ says "it's fine" and I say "be that way" and I give him a look. The look always works on him when he doesn't want to do something. JJ mumbles "dammit, not the look" getting up and going into the bathroom with me. I shut the door and he sits on the sink counter and I quietly say "you ok?" He says "I told you, John B, I'm fine" and I say "take your shirt off." JJ says "no, I'm fine" and I say "if you don't I will" and he says "I really hate you." I quietly say "Jay, it's eight in the morning in July and you knocked, you didn't just come in, that means somethings wrong. I don't care about a lot of things, let me care about you." He says "John B, I'm fine." Pope says "you guys better not be hitting each other." JJ glares at the door and I say "Jay, take your shirt off" quietly. I look at him and he looks like he's about to break. He just sobs and I hug him and JJ says "I'm so sorry, John B." I mumble "what are you sorry about, Jay?" He mumbles "I'm never enough for him" his accent getting stronger as more tears flow. I mumble "he's not enough for you, you deserve so much more" and I rub his back, his hands gripping my shirt. JJ pulls away and he mumbles "I don't want to" and I say "take it off" and he takes his shirt off. I mumble "oh my god, does it hurt?" There's more shoe prints, blood, and bruises than skin. I say "Jay, what did he do?" He mumbles "kicked me over and over and over" very quietly, not even making eye contact with me which he always did no matter what. I say "Jay, do you wanna lay down while I fix this?" He mumbles "yeah, I'm still tired" and he carefully gets down and he leans against me and I mumble "kick Ki off the couch, Jay." He mumbles "oh my god, it hurts so bad" gripping my arm and we leave the bathroom and Kiara says "oh my god, what the hell happened?!" Pope says "yeah, what the hell?" I grab a bottle of water, hydrogen peroxide, and a warm wet washcloth and he lays on the couch. I say "water?" JJ nods and I hand him the bottle and JJ says "back off you two" looking at Kiara and Pope and I say "I'm gonna sit right here, ok?" He nods and I sit on the edge of the couch and he still moves away slightly. I rest my hand on his mumbling "just me, Jay" and he has tears just streaming down. I look him in the eyes and he sits up slightly just so he can see what I'm doing. I mumble "my hands are right here" and he nods and I wipe the blood off carefully and he mumbles "it hurts" and I mumble "am I hurting you?" He shakes his head mumbling "everything hurts, I don't even feel you anymore." He looks at me as I clean the blood off and I say "ok, hydrogen peroxide, ready? It's just spray" and he nods mumbling "guess so" and I say "want a count down?" He shakes his head no and I just do it and he groans saying "what the hell, John B?!" He curled in on himself, his head on my chest I mumble "lay down, Jay, I'm almost done." He lays back down and I offer him my hand and he squeezes my hand and I say "one, two, three" and I do all of the spots on his torso all at once. He mumbles "this isn't as bad as I thought it would be, I just wanted to hold your hand." I wipe all the extra peroxide off and I quietly say "feeling ok?" He says "it hurts" and I say "just relax, Jay, do you want ice or painkillers?" He mumbles "ice would be nice" and I get ice for him and I get an ice pack and he puts it on his side. He puts his arms behind his head saying "it's so hot outside, this feels nice." I chuckle saying "ok?" He gives me a thumbs up saying "yes, chief" and I bite my lip. He lights a joint and I say "yup, he's back" as he lights it. He smirks at me and Kiara goes around opening windows and she says "we'll bring the out into the in" and we chuckle and Pope says "what are we gonna do today?" I say "we could take the boat out later" and JJ says "we could surf" and I say "let's see what you can do later first, you seemed like you were dying." He mumbles "shhh" and I mumble "ok, tough guy" and he sits up and I sit where his head was and he rests his head in my lap saying "you're thick." We laugh and Kiara says "I'm thicker than you, John B" and I say "wanna bet?" Pope says "I'm the thickest" and I say "shut up, string bean" and JJ says "I think you have competition, Kiara, look at his thighs" poking my leg. Kiara says "mine are natural, he works out and walks everywhere" and I say "you win" chuckling. Kiara says "I'm thick" slapping her own ass and we laugh our asses off. Pope says "does anyone know where Sarah is?" I say "why? You in love with her?" He says "she's your girlfriend" and I say "she's not my girlfriend" and JJ says "you're so in love with her." I am in love with you and I think you feel the same way but whatever. He only listens to me, casually touches my ass all the time, and he's always so touchy feely with me even when he doesn't want to be. JJ is so confusing but makes so much sense all at the same time.

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Well, Your Left Hands Free [JOHNBXJJ]{BXB}
Fanfic"Well, your left hand's free, and your right's in grip, with another left hand, watch his right hand slip, towards his gun" -Left Hand Free by Alt-J