wounds-jj.m

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lex was swinging on the porch swing, reading one of kiara's books that she lent to her, the moonlight shining alongside the fairy lights that had been draped around the bars that propped the swing. she felt eyes on her and she looked up and saw jj's shadowy figure, slumped against the beam of her porch. lex yelped a bit and took a deep breath.

"jesus jj, don't sneak up on me like that."

i hear a low chuckle coming from him. "sorry lex. didn't mean to."

i see jj coming to sit next to me and he asks me, "what are you reading?" "one of kiara's books,  kiara was ranting about how good the author is so i decided to give them a try." lex's eyes were glued on the cover page that when she finally pried her eyes off the book, she could see jj's face more clearly due to the fairy lights.

a busted lip, a bloody nose, a bruised eye and some red marks along his body. his knuckles, stained dark red, due to the dried blood. she gasps slightly and her hand cups his face, carefully to not touch his wounds.

"jj... what happened?" "fucking luke. i don't want to talk about it." he shrugs off her touch. "can i please help you? help you clean up." her voice nearly cracks and her eyes brimmed with tears. jj meets his ocean blue eyes with her, his jaw clenching.

"please." she says quietly, voice cracking halfway through.

they're in the bathroom, him sitting on the toilet seat so she can easily tend to his wounds without struggling because of their height difference. she pours rubbing alcohol on a cotton swab.

"this is gonna sting, jj." she connects the swab to his skin and his hand flies up to the hem of her shirt, his fingers running against the material. she continue on dabbing his wounds. lex lifts up jj's face, making him face her. lex's fingers slightly pulls down his bottom lip, wiping the busted lip. her thumb runs over it, feeling the texture on the pad of her fingertip. jj's hands moves from the hem of her shirt to the back of her thighs.

his touch sent a jolt through lex, making her take a deep breath. but jj's face was right at her chest level so it was obvious that that simple touch affected her. jj notices the simple movement and he bites back his smile.

"okay you gotta hop in the shower now to clean up, and i'll just try to find some clothes. here's fresh towels." lex hands him the pile of towels. "aren't you going to join me?" jj jokingly says. "sorry, already had a shower today." "darn. next time then?" "in your dreams, maybank." jj flashes a smile, his pearly whites beaming under the fluorescent lights bulbs of lex's bathroom.

lex searches through her dressers and finds sweatpants that jj had left here from a while back from a sleepover with the pogues. she walks to the bathroom door and knocks on it. "hey jj, i have sweatpants here that you left from the last time you guys were here. i'll just leave it in front of the door."

right when lex was going to bend down to put the pants on the floor, jj opens the door to reveal himself wrapped around in a white towel at his hips. it was dangerously low. but lex's eyes was glued on one area. his ribs, they were bruised. "i'm going to get you ice-" "they're old, lex. they're not new. it's okay." "you sure?" "i'm sure. thank you for the pants."

lex nods her head and she heads to her bed, pulling out her book again. jj walks out of the bathroom, drying his hair with the towel.

"your water pressure is amazing. i almost fell asleep in there." lex chuckles. her eyes couldn't help but run over his toned body. his grey sweatpants hung just below his v line, and she realized he probably didn't have spare boxers so she gulped when she saw it. her eyes tore off jj and onto the book.

"uhm, you can sleep in my bed, i don't have extra space for you. so unless you want to sleep in that loveseat over there-"

the bed dips and jj was under the covers.

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