JJ Maybank Imagines

Your Shit

"you someone should probably-" Kie starts.

"yup! I'm on it." John B interrupts, going to find JJ. Barry jumped us and JJ wanted payback. Not sure what exactly he was looking for but I have a hunch.

We all sat in the Twinkie for around 5 minutes before both of them emerged. JJ looked angrier than he did went he went in.

I think I get him more than the other pogues. With our similar back story's and weirdly similar feelings were nearly the same. Although JJ lacks in the common sense department a little more than me, for example; I don't steal from drug dealers.

We all got out of the van and eyes pondered to the blonde.

"cmon get in" he gestures to the open door. His eyes met mine as I frowned.

"we're sick of your shit" John B says hastily.

"my shit?" JJ spats in return. I didn't say anything, neither did Pope.

"yes your shit. Your pulling guns on people shit" Kie snaps. The continued to fight for another minute. JJ got in John Bs fave before turning to Pope.

"Pope, I took the fall for you man! You know how much money I owe because of you!?"

"I'm gonna pay you back I didn't even ask you to do th-"

"I just did! pay it back... right here, right now, by myself... and that's what I'm gonna do, go off by myself" JJ spats, angrily stomping away with the duffel bag still over his shoulder.

Everyone got in the van like nothing even happened. I stayed outside the Twinkie, looking back at JJ.

"what the fuck guys?" I scoff. They all know JJ can be irrational and stupid, but he loves us and they definitely don't pay him back.

"come on y/n, he's just...doing a JJ thing." John B says. Sometimes I hate John B. He's my best friend but he doesn't treat people the greatest. Ever since the gold that's all he's been worried about. I don't think he's actually talked to me all summer.

I turn on my heels, going to find the blonde. I was upset at him for doing that but I know how JJ functions. I also know he just wants to do the right thing.

After walking around for two hours, no JJ in sight, I only had one place left to look. JJ made it very clear to not go to his house unless he was with me but who am I to listen? With that, I began the walk to the Maybank household.

JJ doesn't live far so it only took me about 15 minutes to get there. I could hear music coming from inside but no indication of Luke so I knock once before entering.

"Jay?!" I shout while walking to his bedroom door. I stop for a second, mentally preparing to see my best friend all beaten up. I open the door to find JJ sitting at his desk, his head in his hands.

I reach over to the speaker and click it off, forcing him to notice me.

"did you come to tell me how fucked up I am?" he scoffs, getting up from his spot to throw away a beer bottle. I watch as he starts stress cleaning, still not answering his question.

"are you just gonna stare at me like a lost cause?" JJ asks. I could see the fear in his bright blue eyes, a gash on his cheek and lip along with a black eye. I didn't even have to see what his stomach looked like to know it was bruised because he hobbled around.

I walk up to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He seemed confused before hugging me back.

"I just wanna do the right thing, I-I wanted to do this for my friends, no. My family." JJ chokes. I rub his back and hold him close.

"why do you even care?" he asks through tears.

"because as much as you fear it JJ, I love you and nothings going to stop me. You're my best friend. Yeah, you did something you shouldn't have but that's not going to stop me from caring" I tell him. A soft smile formed onto his face briefly.

"I love you too" he mumbles into my neck. JJ never said that. Hearing those three words from him meant more than anything. "I know I don't say it much but I do" the blonde adds.

"I know you do" I assure, pulling away and kissing his cheek sweetly. He smiled and tried to hide his red cheeks. My hands go to his face, wiping away his tears.

Yes, JJs a dumbass but he's my dumbass. I wouldn't change anything about him. He's JJ and he's my best friend.