JJ Maybank X Y/N Imagines

🤍 surfing 🤍

it was currently 2am and you were at the chateau sleeping on the couch...or at least trying to.

you and the pogues planned to go surfing the next day but something had happend earlier on in the day that you just keep thinking of and its keeping you awake.

you and jj almost kissed.

sure its not that big of a deal to other people, but to you? oh my god you were waiting for that since you were 10. but of course you got cockblocked by pope and his stupid need for the bathroom. idiot cant you see were busy?!

anyway you really tried to get to sleep so you had energy to go surfing tomorrow. you and the pogues usually go surfing almost every week. it always ends up being the funnest thing a girl could ever ask for.

but this time was different, something had changed when you and jj almost kissed, its almost like, you fell in love or something.

yes you just said you've been waiting for that kiss since you were 10 but you didnt mean because you loved him. you have always liked jj but you realized it was much stronger than you thought earlier in the bathroom with him.

you and jj were best friends, you dont flirt, just have fun together. so now its gonna be different surfing because you, y/n/y/l/n were going to be with jj maybank. shirtless, wet hair, surfing, type of jj maybank.

you werent a creep for him before that moment but ever since it happend hes all you could think about, not in an actual creepy way but you know, the lovey stuff.

you broke yourself out of your thoughts when you decided to get up and walk over to jjs door.

"fuck it" you whisper as you confidently open the door to reveal the blonde boy you couldnt get off your mind, sleeping peacefully on his back with his mouth agape.

you obviously werent gonna just get in his bed so you decided to wake him up to ask.

"jj" you whisper as you bend over to tap him on the shoulder.

"mm" is all you get in response, followed by a eye twitch.

"jj wake up." you whisper shout now shaking him making him jolt awake.

"jesus christ y/n i thought you were a murderer." he says as he holds his heart, ugh that raspy voice gets you everytime.

"sorry..i cant sleep." you say as you stand up straight scratching the back of your neck awkwardly.

"oh well come here." blondie says patting the empty space beside him, motioning for you to come lay with him.

"whats bothering you?" he asks as you settle down into his chest as he rubs circles on your back.

"you" you instantly regret saying that.

"what? why did i do something?" he asks innocently.

"no, no, god no." you say as you hear him sigh of relief.

"well then what is it?" he asks again.

"well you drive me crazy..when we almost kissed in the bathroom, i havent been able to get you off my mind for the past 8 hours, make it stop!" you say as you feel him chuckle.

"if we hadnt gotten cockblocked by pope maybe it wouldnt be like this." you say boldly.

"we could try again." he says making you look up to him and before you could even say anything his lips crashed against yours, taking you a minute to realize whats happening, you kiss him back passionately.

"that better?" he asked pulling away from the kiss leaving you with butterflies and goosebumps.

"y-yeah..." you say still shocked that just happend.

"i like you, y/n" he says casually.

"i like you too."

"great does that mean you'll be my girlfriend?" he asks again, casually

oh em gee the one and only jj maybank is asking you, y/n y/l/n to be his GIRLFRIEND!!??

"yes of course ill be your girlfriend." you say with a smile on your face.

"great! now will you be able to fall asleep?" he asks with a smirk on his face.

"only if you let me be the little spoon" i say referring to all the times he makes me be the big spoon when we're platonically comforting each other.

"fine"

you both quickly drift off into a deep slumber.

***

it was the next morning and you were getting ready in the bathroom at the chateau.

you put on a pink flower print bathing suit with matching bottoms and white ripped jeans.

you walked out of the bathroom and into the living room quickly noticing no one was there.

"john b? jj?" you shout.

"damn they really left without me." you say to yourself as you slide your sandals on and walk outside grabbing your surfboard.

you started walking down to the beach as you spotted your group of friends and started running up to them.

once you got over to them you scowled them all, still mad they left you at the chateau.

"what the hell? you guys left me." you say crossing your arms.

"sorry you took like an hour in the bathroom, why do you need makeup to go surfing!" pope said as he shrugged picking up his surfboard.

your eyes flickered over at jj but quickly looked back to pope when you noticed he was looking at you too.

"sorry but some people look dead without it pope?" you say sarcastically.

"nah my girl dont look dead." jj says as he turns to place an arm over your shoulder looking back at the three confused teens.

"your girl?" kie asks furrowing her eyebrows.

"yeah hes my boyfriend im his girlfriend? catch on." you say as you and jj start running to the waves with your boards.

"knock em dead baby!" jj says as he pecks your lips quickly then running into the water to shred some waves.

it didnt take long for you to follow after him and surf aswell.

soon after the pogues ran towards you two and joined you both.

***

it had been hours of non stop surfing and tanning. you guys had gotten lunch halfway through but went straight back to surfing.

it was now 10pm and you and the pogues went back to the chateau and set up a fire to sit around.

you were sitting next to your new boyfriend, jj. he had his arm around your shoulders as you were leaning into his side, keeping warm.

"its the middle of summer, it shouldnt be this cold." you say while shivering.

"maybe if you put some clothes on?" kie said gesturing to the bikini i was wearing.

"here." jj says leaning over the side of the chair and grabbing his hoodie he had taken off halfway through the night.

"thank you" you smile up at him as he helps you put the sweatshirt over your head.

"always."