John B catches JJ eyeing his sister, "She's off limits, dude." he warns him. JJ holds his hands up, "Understood, captain." he smirks... but oh, how he wished you were his.
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You wake up groggily, the sun blaring through your blinds. You slowly start to sit up but feel restricted at the waist. You look down to see JJ's arms wrapped around them. His hair was messy and his eyes were shut tightly as his face was pressed against your hip. You smile lightly remembering the events of last night.
You thread your fingers through his golden locks soothingly. Playing around with his loose strands. He hums at the feeling. Your thumb caresses the side of his face, made golden by the sun.
You're brought back to reality when you hear rummaging in the kitchen, remembering John B slept at the château last night— instead of at the Cameron's.
"Shit." You whisper, looking between JJ and the door— trying to decide how to handle the situation at hand.
You didn't want to disrupt your boyfriend— boyfriend, you smirked. You quickly shake yourself out of your thoughts once again, softly placing your hand in JJ's hair again.
He stirs slightly at your touch, "JJ." You whisper as you stroke his hair. He hums in response clearly still asleep.
"You gotta get up JJ." You tell him, but his hold on your waist becomes tighter pulling himself closer towards you.
You sigh, not wanting to disrupt his peaceful sleeping. As much as you wanted to spend the rest of the day cuddled up in bed, you couldn't risk JB finding the two of you.
You shake JJ by the shoulders, making him look up at you startled after being woken up so quickly, "What?" He asks, his eyes barely open. "What happened?" He asks, concerned. "Shh— nothing, nothing. JB's awake." You whisper, "He cant see us like this."
"Why not, we cuddle all the time." JJ says, laying down in your bed. His head hitting your pillow with his arms above his head.
You turn to look at him, "Well considering i have this," You say pointing to the hickey JJ gave you, "He'll probably get a bit suspicious of why you're in my bed." You whisper, stopping as you see JJ smirking at your slight panic.
"It's not funny J." You say, trying hard not to smile, looking away from him as you couldn't stop it. "Come here." He says holding his arms out, you look between him and the door before making your way towards him.
He takes ahold of your shoulders pulling you towards him so that you're straddling his waist. He pulls you so your head rests against his shoulder, his arms caging you. You pull your arms so that you're embracing his frame.
"If John B walks in right now, youre so dead." You whisper to him. "So are you." JJ says with a small chuckle, his hand coming up to stroke through your hair.
After cuddling JJ for a while you lightly push off him, "We better get up." You tell him. He nods, "I'm starvin'" He says following you out of your bed, throwing on one of the many t-shirts of his that had been left in your room.
