The Meg (Jonas x reader)

Bonus Chapter - Unintentional Claiming

"Stop murdering the guy with your eyes."
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You're at a bar with Jonas and some of your friends. You and Jonas had been sitting by the bar ordering drinks while talking, when you get them you walk toward the table, but Jonas is stopped by a woman. Looking back, you see her obviously flirting with him. You ignore the slight uncomfortable feeling and push it away. He can do whatever he wants, it doesn't affect you, you think, turning back to your friends.

Jonas had conversed with the woman before trying to politely decline her invitation to join her table with her friends. He wasn't interested, none interest whatsoever, which kind of surprised Jonas when he thought about it. Because she's what he used to go for as a type before, but he didn't feel anything toward this woman, who was clearly good looking and seemed genuinely nice as a person. But she just didn't make him feel anything, he wondered why.

Even though you had tried not to, you glance toward Jonas and the woman. You notice that Jonas is shaking his head and trying to decline, but the woman doesn't seem to take the hint, asking him if he's sure and telling him about her friends to try and convince him. You decide to step in, you don't know what drove you to it, but you walk over and snake your arms around his torso. Bringing yourself flush against his chest, keeping no space between you, you look up at him with a pout.

"Baby, what's taking so long?" You ask him and he looks down at you in shock.

You turn to look at the woman not letting go of Jonas just moving your head, pretending you didn't notice her. She was staring at you with wide eyes and a nervous look.

"Oh! Hi." You tell her with an innocent smile. You do it this way because you didn't feel the need to humiliate the woman. Now she can go away thinking that you didn't just see her flirting with 'your man'.

"Uh! Hi. Uh.. I was just.. uh, going this way." She says pointing toward the bathrooms and walking away before you get the chance to say anything.

You smile and turn your head back to Jonas, you still hadn't let go of him. He had just stood there completely dumbfounded by your actions, he had become slightly dizzy at how it made him feel, having your body flushed against his. He swallowed thickly as you let go of him.

"Your welcome." You playfully clap him twice on his hard chest smiling smugly. And walk back to the table. He notes the way he felt cold and empty from the loss of your touch.

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Out with a huge group of friends at a local festival, you were just casually conversing with a guy that one of your friends had invited, who happened to stand next to you, and Jonas was watching from afar.

"Stop murdering the guy with your eyes." Mac tells him. Jonas looks at him with with the same look. "Don't eyemurder me either." He says and looks away. His glare being the closest thing to be a real 'if looks could kill' look. Anyone receiving it feels like they need to keep one eye open during that night. Well, everyone except you, you just smile brighter or smirk when you recive it, since you most likely had done something on purpuse to get a reaction out of him.

"I don't like him." Jonas states.

"Him as a person or him for Yn?" Mac asks raising an eyebrow.

"Both." He answers.

The guy now laughs and puts his hand over your shoulders, making you uncomfortable. You try to try it off you but he doesn't take the hint. It makes Jonas' blood boil.

"I'm going to kill him." He grumbles and head straight for you.

"Hm? Yeah, okay." Mac just say, not listening as he's completely focused on the food that just came in front of him.

You were about to push the guy off you, but Jonas reaches you in seconds. Suddenly the guy's arm is abruptly removed from you. Jonas pulls it around the guy's back in an uncomfortable way.

"You stay away from my girl, you hear me?" He tells him. The guy nods hurriedly, letting out a whimper as Jonas lets him go harshly, and hurries away fast.

Jonas turns to you and you had just stood there drinking from the straw of your drink, enjoying the scene. As he makes eye contact, you smirk.

"Your girl, huh?" You say. He just smirks back.

"Yeah, my favourite girl." He answers, referring to one time when a bunch of yours and his friends had went to paintball. Jonas had ended up on a girls team during a match, and when talking he referred to them as his girls. But when he needed to be specific about only you, he had said his favourite girl.

Jonas hadn't planned on referring to that time as the reason he called you his girl in this moment, he had just remembered it in a hurry to find an excuse when you teased him. Because really, it had just fell from his mouth like it was the most natural thing to say. You noted down in your mind how it felt to be called his girl. Thinking about it you are in fact his in a way. You realised that you hadn't flirted with anyone except your playful and innocent flirting with Jonas. You hadn't dated or even thought about dating anyone after you met him.

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