Jiara Oneshots

Accidental Exposure

Plot- It was just a tight hug, but JJ's quick instincts create a concerning reaction. This one is really sad... but it ends well <3

Note- requestsssss please I'm begging. Trying to get like 5-8 requests a week. Working on one right now btw. (Usually takes me anywhere from one to four days to complete a request depending on the specifics of it)

Also this chapter is undergoing editing purely on grammar and spelling mistakes so if you see anything please don't hesitate to correct me!

The chateau was the place to be. Drinks and parties occupied the small space John B called home. Today was no different, the Pogues enjoying the beer Kiara brought from home.

JJ had started up the hot tub, giving almost no reaction to the jets this time. The breakdown was still fresh in his mind, but at least he wasn't getting insane anxiety about it anymore.

It was just a hot tub. His friends were here. Nothing bad would happen as long as they didn't find out.

Because yes, he'd gone 'home.' Every time he does it, he feels more idiotic. He knows exactly what will happen if he enters the stupid messy house he used to call home.

Now it's the place he goes when he feels guilty for spending too much time at John Bs. Still, he would go back even if he didn't feel guilty. It was his father. A small part of him would always be convinced he'd change.

You know. Eventually.

"Yo, Kie, can you grab me another real quick?" JJ grinned, pointing to his empty beer bottle. She nodded, giggling at the way his words dragged on a little longer than they were supposed to.

"Guys it's getting kind of late." John B muttered.

Sarah held him from behind, gently running her fingers through his hair. "Ready to head to bed?" She questioned her boyfriend.

John B only nodded, standing and grabbing her hand. The Pogues watched as she wrapped a towel around his shoulders and led him inside.

It was sweet. A little gross, but sweet. JJ looked from them to Kiara, hating that he wondered what that felt like. They both forgot about his extra beer.

Pope finally rolled his eyes, breaking the silence with a sentence the other two somewhat comprehended.

"You know, 45% of children have a higher acceptance and accountability rate in college if they leave high school romance behind."

JJ winced trying to process that. He seemed to figure it out before biting back an annoyed response. "That why you're single, Pope?"

The mathlete also grabbed a towel and exited the water. "Probably." He muttered. "I'm going home. I'll see you guys later."

JJ flinched at the word home before mentally face palming. Luckily, no one had seen.

"Bye, brainiac!" Kiara called.

Soon, it was just the two of them. Things got quiet as the music died down, and JJ finally turned off the jets. Smooth water wasn't nearly as entertaining, so he made a move to grab a towel too.

That's when Kiara grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a hug in one swift movement. She hadn't meant to startle him, but he immediately pushed her away, grunting at the effort he'd subconsciously put into it.

It was only about three seconds after when JJ tried to reinitiate the hug, but she held one hand up to stop him. She'd noticed he winced when she went in for the hug.

It wasn't all she'd seen from him that night. He'd flinched, tensed, and separated himself from most physical touch. She'd admit that he hid it well with a smile, but he couldn't hide the slight tremble in his fingers no matter how hard he tried.