cabin fever - jean k x reader

Rain.

cw: strong language.

Jeans POV:

I feel light headed as I descend the stairs of Y/Ns cabin. What just happened? I was leaving, she told me to leave. But then her arms were around me and I couldn't think. The way it felt to kiss her, after wanting to for so long. I would've been happy with just a kiss. I would've been happy with just the kiss we had after she gave me the bracelet.

Fuck. The bracelet.

I don't know what came over me in that moment, but the way she looked while she was handing me the thing that she made for me. Her smile, just a small grin but the way her eyes looked while she told me what she had for me, so wide and bright. She seemed so excited. Jesus Christ. I could've married her in that moment. There were no thoughts in my head other than somehow getting her lips on mine. I can't believe I even implied it was a mistake.

And then what happened after. Fuck.

We need to have a conversation. I need to tell her exactly what I've been feeling, it all needs to be laid out on the table.

She needs to be laid out on a table.

I shake my head, driving away the intrusive thought and adjust my pants to hide the boner that is already forming.

I need to get down to the beach, before the movie ends. I told everyone I was going to the bathroom. There's no way they're going to believe me now that I've been gone for an hour and a half.

I find Marco and Connie and sit down next to them.

"Damn, Jeanboy. What'd ya eat today?" Connie asks with a disgusted face.

I give Connie a pointed glare, but can't help my face from turning a light shade of crimson. I don't feel like I'm really here, I am having an out of body experience. I'm usually so unfazed by everything, but I can't focus. The hardened exterior I put up is crumbling down in front of me.

Connie's gaze sharpens on me. His jaw tenses and he squints his eyes. "What's with the face?" He asks, wearily.

I look away and don't answer his question. I shouldn't of sat here.

"What's wrong?" Marco asks.

"Nothings wrong, just. Shut up. The movies almost over and I don't have the mental capacity to listen to you morons any longer than I have to."

Marco rolls his eyes and looks back at the screen. I internally hope I've staved off any further questions.

The movie ends and I help Floch gather our campers. We make it up the beach stairs, and I can't help my gaze from lingering on the cabin next to mine. Y/Ns cabin. I watch Hitch rally the girls inside, and cringe at the fact that Y/N is probably inside sleeping and Hitch is making no effort to be even a little bit quiet.

I guess I stared a little to long, because Hitch takes notice and gives me a wink and wave before going inside. I don't return either and quickly look away and follow the rest of my campers inside.

I find myself laying in bed thinking about tonight's events. I replay every moment over in my head, silently hoping that I didn't do anything wrong. I don't want Y/N to think I'm just using her for a quick lay. I guess we will have to go over it all tomorrow. I close my eyes and try to force a sleep that I know won't come easy.

Y/N POV:

It's pouring rain out today, so everyone is crammed into the gym after breakfast. There are a few different indoor activities going on. I'm standing with my girls, as they try to decide on what to do.