𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐞 & 𝐣𝐣 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 | 𝐨𝐛𝐱

n i n e - jj

i ran out of my now ex boyfriends house with tears running down my face. he was abusive and possessive, but i loved him so it was hard to leave him. but when i told him we should take a break from each other, his whole face went red. i grabbed my phone and ran to the bathroom to call my friends because i knew what was about to happen would be bad. he kicked down the door and began to hit me like he always did, until i finally fought back and smashed a vase over his head.

the van door swung open, "y/n! come on!" kie yelled.

i stumbled in and john b quickly drove away while my ex boyfriend screamed horrible things to me. somehow, i was sitting on jj's lap. jj took off his shirt and wiped the blood from my face. we'd always been close but he hasn't ever seen me like this.

"does this happen a lot y/n?" pope asked.

i leaned my head back on jj's bare chest and clenched my teeth in pain, "it's fine. i'm fine."

jj looked down at me and brushed my hair out of my face, "i'm gonna carry you in the house ok?"

he cradled me and slowly set me down on his bed, "do you need clothes? yours are kinda.. bloody" i nodded and he gave me one of his t-shirts and a pair of sweatpants.

he turned away from me and i slowly took of my tank top then groaned in pain, "can you- um- just help me please"

jj put the white t-shirt over my head and slid down my shorts. i gripped his shoulder for support when i stood up. his hands were soft and gentle, i'd never seen this side of jj before. i've always known him to be kind but i'd never had him take care of me.

"so, did you guys uh, break up?" jj asked and tied my sweatpants.

i sat back down on the bed and pulled my knees to my chest, "yeah, i ended things so that's what made him get so upset and then.. violent"

"how often does he do this?"

i pushed my lips together and raised my shoulders, "too often to be honest"

"i just- i would never hurt you in any way, i would only ever protect you. he's an idiot for doing that to you y/n"

i shook my head and opened my mouth trying to find words, "what- why're you telling me this?"

he slid his hand over his mouth with the feeling of nervousness, "because i like you- and i- i've liked you since the day we met last school year. and i just don't know how a guy got so fucking lucky with you and ruined it by being a piece of shit"

i crawled to the other side of the bed and sat in front of him. i gently ran my hand over the side of his cheek then kissed him. his floppy blonde hair rested against my forehead when i pulled away but his warm lips felt safer than anything i'd ever felt. this time he carefully rolled me onto my back and his cold fingers traced over my bruised collar bones.

i ended up falling asleep in the comfort of his arms and when i woke up an hour later, he was in the same position and didn't move once, "i didn't wanna wake you so i didn't move"

i giggled then grabbed the remote from his nightstand, "let's watch a movie then fall asleep like this again"

"you don't know how long i've waited to hear those words y/n"