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Plot- One instance where Kiara protected JJ and one where JJ protected Kiara. Unwanted Kook attention(kiara) and toxic substances(JJ) It was just supposed to be a fun night.
Note- I realized after I wrote the chapter that it says over protective instead of just protective so I assume you meant like petty things and the other low key taking it too far but I already wrote the chapter so.... If you want me to redo it, I can. I apologize 😅
It's only 4pm when JJ suggests they go to the party. He supposed he was a little restless after being stuck in the house all day.
"Maybe." Kiara replies. "But I don't know your friend."
"He's not really my friend. He's a friend of my friend. Everyone's invited typa thing."
"Yeah..." Kiara says. "Guess it can't hurt, huh?"
"Nope!" JJ grins.
"You going like that?" She asks him, gesturing to his black shirt and shorts. He nods and she gives a sly smile. "Guess I have to find an outfit then."
He watches her walk all the way back to their bedroom. Then his face is slightly red so he stares at the floor instead.
***
When they arrive, it's exactly what they both expected. Coke on one table and beer on the next. For the time being, they avoid both, and head out to dance.
Kiara knows more songs than JJ, but he's smiling as if he knows them all. He loves to pretend Kiara actually can dance. She knows she can't, but it's her effort that keeps JJ watching.
Around thirty minutes in, JJ tells her he's going to get a drink.
"Grab me one!" She calls over the music, he nods, weaving his way through the crowd.
Near the alcohol, JJ snags two red plastic cups. Just as he's about pour some of the liquid, another boy stops him.
"Yo, this shits weak." He's telling the blonde boy. "You want a kick? We have much better."
JJ sighs. The boy is clearly drunk or high, so he shakes his head. "I'm alright, man."
He almost gets away with the cups, but the boy quickly grabs them from the top just to spill them both back into the bowl.
"Seriously, we have coke. Come with me, you won't regret it."
"I'm regretting this conversation." JJ rolls his eyes, becoming annoyed. "I'm just tryna get some punch. That's it."
"You'll definitely get a punch if you don't come with me and try the fucking Coke. It's not that hard. Live a little." The boy glared at JJ, which makes the blonde boys hands clench into fists.
