(A/n: yall look at what my boyfriend got me for our 6 month anniversary gift! I love him so much and I miss him a lot! Onto the story!)
(Y/n) pov
We all screamed in fear, swiftly dodging the giant, golden cross that could've crushed us with its sheer weight.
"Pope, are you okay? Need any bandaids?", I asked as I pulled out my backpack in front of me.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it, I just need a second to, like, catch my breath.", Pope paused in between breaths.
"You did it, brother.", John B praised him.
We all smiled in bliss at the beautiful cross in front of us.
"Pope, bro, she's...she's so fucking beautiful.", JJ praised.
"They really went all out when they made it.", I acknowledged.
"Yeah, bro, the detail's fucking insane!", he whistled.
"Pope, I'm gonna help you get the stingers out, okay? I've got tweezers in my bag and frozen bags to help with the swelling.", I offered.
"(Y/n), are you sure?", Pope asked.
"I wouldn't be offering if I wasn't. I've got two small squishmallows for you to squeeze because it's gonna hurt. Choose one or take both, I don't care. Ready?", I asked carefully.
"Yeah, I'm ready.", he answered, preparing himself for the pain.
I kept my focus on Pope as I took out the stingers, one after the other. Occasionally, I would look away to the arguing boys behind us. JJ wanted to trade the gold for money, which is worth billions of dollars. My brother, John B, on the other hand, wants to take it to a museum.
"Hey! It's my ancestors' cross!", Pope spat, wincing as I pulled out the last stinger.
"Right, okay. All right, so, well...", my fiancé started.
"This is way bigger than money itself, and the world has to know the truth.", his best friend continued.
"Exactly. If we don't get this shit outta here before that crazy bitch Limbrey hauls ass over here, nobody will know. So, ya know, saddle up.", my brother suggested.
Sighing, I put everything away in my backpack and walked over to help out my friends.
"John B, man, you're gonna pull, all right? Pull down.", JJ demanded.
"Yeah, I'm gonna pull down and y'all are gonna pull up. Ready? One, two, and three, go!", John B counted.
"Holy mother of fuck, it's heavy!", I groaned as we lifted the cross out of the hole.
"Okay, guys, I can't, I'm sorry.", Pope apologized as he started setting his side down.
"Wait, Pope, no, no, no-", JJ began.
"I've got it! I got it! It's okay, Pope! This will help me work out!", I chimed as I lifted up his side of the cross.
"Damn it, bro! You almost dropped it on my foot!", JJ complained as everyone decided to set down the cross.
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Boy Wonder
Fanfiction[a JJ Maybanks x f!reader fanfic] [outer banks] [contains swearing, violence, angst and more] (NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME, THEY BELONG TO THE WRITERS OF OUTER BANKS AND NETFLIX.) (Story will surround seasons 1-2)
