Rules are in the book!! Updated whenever I have ideas.
I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS!! THESE CHARACTERS BELONG TO JONAS PATE, JOSH PATE AND NETFLIX.
TW: Anxiety attacks, Depression and Swearing/Cussing, Smut
Started: 03/05/2023
Dedicated to Shay ofc...
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I made a playlist lmao:
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Her Laying in bed, it happened again, the third time, we almost kissed. I look through my memory box, full of pictures and random stuff my friends have taken. I take out the one of me and Pope, the memories of that moment play in my head, smiling at the thought. I take out the second one, me and Sarah from my kook year, god I looked terrible here. I still smile, remembering me trying to get a normal photo of us. I take out the third one, immediately regretting it. A photo of Jj, him sitting on a tree branch, he thought he was so cool to be able to climb it and sit, so I took a photo.
Past "told you I could do it" "never doubted you!" I pull out my camera, backing up. I snap a picture, laughing. He climbs down, coming towards me. The picturecomes out, shaking it a bit. I show it to him "You have you're phone right?" "yeah, why?" "why didn't you take it on your phone?" "so I don't have to go through thousands of photos to make fun of you" I want it so I can have it physically, so whenever you're not around I can actually hold it "ohh so you're making fun of me" "mhm, you look like a child" "you know you love it" "shut up" I smile, knowing he was right Flashback over
I sigh, putting the photos back, keeping the one photo out. I put the box back in my drawer, laying on my back, placing the photo on my lips. I pull it away, putting it on over my heart.
Time skip Sitting on my bed, waiting to hear my bedroom door knock. I fidget with the bracelet around my wrist, making sure not to destroy it, as it was only made out of thread. The footsteps towards my door get me excited, no one else home. "It's open dumbass!" The door opens, him. I get up, wrapping my arms around his neck, his arms around me. His hugs are always comforting, no matter what situation. He picks me up from the ground, carrying me back to my bed. "Hi" "Sup, I have something for you" Weed, I grab my tin "not that this time" "oh" "sorry, you didn't tell me if you're parents were home" "that's my bad" "don't worry about it, take this though" He passes me a box, light blue, almost looks like a box for a ring. "I have press on's on" "oh shit, I'll get it" Opening it, revealing a ring with beads on it, a fidget ring "you didn't" "I sure did" "oh my god" I take it out, it's blue and light green, the small gesture of even remembering my favourite colors gives me butterflies in my stomach "It's beautiful.." I place it on my ring finger, subconsciously "I know how you feel anxious, you mentioned something about a ring with beads on it, I searched it up online and found out it was a fidget ring" "I didn't think you were listening..." "I always am" I pull him in for a hug, hugging me back. He pulls back, staring at the ring on my finger "So I assume you like it?" "I love it, you didn't have to do that, how much was it, I'll pay it b-" "No, don't, please" "are you sure? How did you get the mone-" "It doesn't matter, what matters is you're happy" "you didn't do anything illegal right?" "Nope" "wait, this is the exact one I wanted? Only the girls knew which one I wanted?" "Well Sarah is really bad at keeping secrets, I asked her for some help, so she helped" "oh my god, what else did she tell you?" "quite a lot actually, not anything specific, but gave me hints towards stuff" "towards what?" "oh I don't know, just sometimes the way you act around me" "okay everything she said was a li-" "Actually Kie, I think you're lying" "what?" Oh god "Something she told me, it stuck with me" "what was it.." "She said that you were upset last night" "I mean- yeah I was, but not over anything you did" "are you sure? Then why were you upset?" "Promise, just some family stuff" Pouges don't lie to Pouges, and that's what I just did "okay well, I'm here for you, you know that, right?" "yeah" "good" Staring, caressing my hands, the silence scares me, hoping what I thought would happen wouldn't. The silence breaks "So, who's the new playlist for?" Why did I unprivate that again? "No one in particular" I move my hands, shifting my head to his lap "I don't think it's for no one, It's got some love songs in it" "ohh so you're stalking me?" "Well when you make something public it's not necessarily stalking" "since when did you get so technical?" "You're stalling" "it's for someone special" "that doesn't help, who's the special person?" I'm not getting out of this, aren't I "I'm not telling you" "fine, but that person is lucky" The "lucky" person is you "thanks" He twirls my hair between his fingers, beginning to braid a small strand "since when did you know how to braid?" "might have watched a few tutorials" "I offered to teach you!" "I wanted to try to be independent, but it didn't work" I laugh "I don't think it's about working or not, what went wrong?" "well first of all I don't have long enough hair to practice, second of all I think I ended up doing some twist thing" "you divided the hair wrong, you only made two sections, you're supposed to do three" "I know that now, but I'm not as smart as you are" "shut up, it's not about being smart or not, we all learn at different paces" "and I'm extremely slow" "and that's fine" I look up at him, smile, something I didn't see very much "I think I did it" I pass him my phone, already opened "take a picture" He takes it, passing it back to me "perfect, see?" "I don't know how you're always right" "I'm not always, right, there's a lot of things I've not been right about" "fair enough" He makes a few more, before I have six small braids I stand up, looking in the mirror "I love it, can you take a picture for me?" "sure" He pick up my phone, later passing it back to me "It's locked" "55" (JK, on ur thingy call thing lol) "that's you're password?" "yeah" "It's asking for your fingerprint" "sorry, my parents went through my phone so I had to go on full privacy mode, just put your finger on the button at the bottom and it should let you in" "I thought it was your fingerprint?" "It's yours too" He stares at me for a few minutes, before placing his finger on the button, letting him in "how'd you get my fingerprint?" "when I got this phone for the first time" "ohh I remember now, I didn't know it was for that" "well consider yourself special because it only unlocks to you and me" "what about the others?" "never got the chance to get their prints" "ahh I see" Taking a few photos, showing each of them too me, I post a few too my instagram story "thank you" "you're welcome" "you know I think you should take photos of me more often, actual ones, not stupid ones" "personal photographer? I like that" I sit on top of my of my beauty table "I do too" "hey, can I take one more?" "sure" Walking towards me, standing in between my legs, placing his free hand on the table "uhm, I wanted to take one of me kissing you're forehead, a friendship way, like not-" "go ahead" I smile, feeling his lips against my forehead, taking the photo "what if I decided to post that? Make everyone freak out" "don't you have you're parents on you're account?" "where do you think I've been posting the photos of my hair? To my spam" "Do it" "Alright"
I caption the post ":)" and tag him, sitting back on my bed. Processing what had just happened, wishing I would have taken that on my pollard camera. Feeling the tiniest bit bold, I smirk "do you know that everyone in our friend group ships us" "yeah I know" "well, how do you feel about it?" "how do you?" "I asked first" "I don't know... I mean you're my best friend, and I wouldn't lie if I said that I think there is feelings" There's feelings, feelings. "What type of feelings?" "it doesn't really matter right? I mean if we liked each other we would have said something" If only it were that easy "yeah, I feel the same way" "plus it seems like you have feelings for someone, you know, you're little playlist of yours" "shut up!" "never, make me" "oh yeah?" "yeah, try" I laugh, not actually wanting him to shut up "that's what I thought" I bite my tongue, smiling, trying to force it away "you've got a pretty smile" Always knowing what I was thinking about "thank you, you do too, you should show yours more often" "only around you" "same here" "you have nothing to be insecure about. You have a beautiful face, amazing personality, a perfect body-" "That sounds sexual" "you're making it, could be if you interpret it that way" I shove him, not responding "but you're beautiful too, remember that" "thank you" Endless staring, seeing my reflection in his eyes. I hated and loved this, the tension in the air, waiting for the other too say something. I didn't want to lose this moment, but I knew it was going to come to an end, it does. "hey kie?" "yeah" "remember how I told you earlier about how Sarah told me a few things?" "yeah?" "you're doing exactly what she said you do when you like someone" Shit. "oh, I am-?" "I think you know you are" "why's that?" "because you like me" He knew, the entire time, why didn't he make a move? "I was waiting for you to try to kiss me again, I see it in your eyes, you want too" "maybe" "no more lies, kay?" "sorry" "don't apologize" "so you're still waiting huh?" "yeah, actually, I am" I look at the time on my phone, 15 minutes until my parents get back "fifteen minutes to spend" Leaning in, taking a breath before connecting us. Slow, setting the pace. Needy, but so perfect, placing one hand on his cheek, the other caressing his shoulder. Shortly after we're against my bed frame, exploring each others bodies, his hand tracing a heart on waist, doing the same to his cheek. I couldn't help but smile, finally doing something I've waited so long for. Slow pulling away, both smiling really hard "I've wanted to do that for a very long time" "really?" "probably longer then you have" I laugh, our hands touch each others, not holding the others, just our pinkies intertwined "for the record, that playlist is about you" "I knew that, and I figured it out that you liked me, no one told me anything" "did you listen to it?" "It's three hours long, I've listened to most of it" "not my fault that I'm deeply into you" "oh I never said I didn't like it, I'm just as much into you, more actually" "Boyfriend?" "Girlfriend"
Melia/Serenity talks Here's small chicken nuggies for yall, I'm still sick so this is the best ur going to get. I love all of you so much I can't explain it. Thank you SO much for 500+ views, it's truly so insane how much this book has grown. I hope you guys enjoyed this oneshot as much as I loved writing it! Ily all and PEACE!
