maybank oneshots

TATTOOS

tattoos
soulmate au
w/c: 1.1k
description: everyone got a soulmate tattoo on their thirteenth birthday. When you received yours it wasn't who you expected... so who is it?
warnings: jj x reader, au, soulmates, kook!reader, friendship with rafe

every since the tattoo had shown up on your forearm when you were 13, you had stared at it everyday, praying for it to change.
The soulmate tattoo changes if you have a conversation with your soulmate. You both have matching tattoos as well, but of course, theres a chance that two people who aren't soulmates could also have the same tattoo, or mistake it for the same tattoo.
Its why nobody really talks to new people in a group, because if your tattoo disappeared, you wouldn't know who it was that you spoke to.
You tried to speak to a new person every day, searching for your soulmate. Some people believed that your soulmate would find you and that you didn't need to go searching but you were too inpatient. You wanted to know who he was.
Your phone buzzed so you picked it up off your bed and glanced at it.
Rafe: hey theres a pogue party at the boneyard party later. wanna crash it with us later?
You had always liked Rafe. When you were younger, before you got the tattoo, you would sit on your knees and pray that Rafe was your soulmate. It never came true though because when Rafe came to you on your 13th birthday (he already had his tattoo) you both noticed the tattoos were different and both your hearts deflated a little.
Rafe shrugged his shoulders and told you your soulmate was a lucky guy and grinned at you. And just like that, your flirty relationship became a pure friendship that both of you cherished. Neither of you wanted to get into a relationship with somebody who wasnt your soulmate so even though you liked each other, you had decided staying friends was the best option.
you: i'd love to! pick me up in an hour :)
You walked to your walk in wardrobe and picked out a white bikini top with showed off your curves and some skimpy denim shorts. If you were gonna meet your soulmate tonight, you wanted to look cute.
You heard a beep from outside and a grin was wiped onto your tan face. You slipped on your white sandals and skipped to Rafes car, hopping in the back beside Kelce.
"Hey y/n." he smirked, looking you up and down. You rolled your eyes at him.
"save it for your soulmate, big boy." you joked, everybody in the car laughing at what you said. Kelce blushed and leant back into his seat, huffing. He knew who his soulmate was but he was too scared to talk to her about it so he just avoided her.
If you ever found your soulmate, you knew straight away that you would confront them about it. You wanted to know everything about them.
"were here." Rafe waves his hand in front of your face, watching at you snapped back into reality.
"daydreaming about your soulmate again, hm." he teased, making your face turn crimson with embarrassment.
You climbed out of the car and made sure you still looked good. You headed straight for the keg, ready to get slightly drunk as usual.
You heard the boisterous voice of JJ Maybank, a loud boy who did not stop talking. He would stand on top of a huge rock at every boneyard party, telling a new group of tourons each week about how he 'saved a drowning girl from a cruel shark, and was bit by the deathly creature, only narrowly surviving the ghastly attack'.
you had never actually spoke to the pogue, as he usually avoided any kook at all costs. You always managed to hear his voice over the roaring music and the chatter of the crowd. However, you were quite relieved he had never tried to speak to you, he didn't seem like the type of person you would get along with. To him you're probably just some no good, stuck up kook. And to you he is just a dirty pogue with no sense of direction or maturity.
You turned around, with your now filled red plastic cup, and sighed. These parties were always boring. You would talk to every single kook here and not a single one made your tattoo fade.
Suddenly, a hard body was pushed against you, making you lose your balance. You would've fallen, had the mysterious male not caught you just in time. You looked up and your y/e/c eyes connected with some blue ones.
JJ Maybank.
"sorry about that, princess." he taunted, sarcastically grinning at you.
It was quite clear he didnt like you, despite having never spoken to you before.
"Thats quite alright, prince." you taunted back, winking at him and strutting away. You could feel his hard stare on you but you ignored it.
You walked over to Rafe who was talking to a beautiful girl with dark brown hair and dark skin.
"whats got you all sour, bro." rafe asked you, once you threw yourself onto the brick wall with a huff. You crossed your arms and glared at Rafe for even asking the question.
"I bumped into a rude pogue." you groaned. You threw your arms back against wall you sat on, feeling a scratch against your wrist. You winced in pain, checking to see if you had began to bleed.
You looked down at your wrist before noticing something. Your eyes went foggy as you shook your head, not believing what you saw. The faded ink against your wrist. The tattoo that you once wished to leave your skin, melted away while you ached for it to come back.
The only people you had spoke to was Rafe and Maybank.
It couldn't be him.
You wouldnt allow it.
Without hesitation, you scrambled off the wall and ran away from the party, hearing rafes voice faintly call you but you were too far gone to hear.
Once you thought you had ran enough, you stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, resting your hands against your knees as you gave yourself a breather.
Rapid footsteps rushed towards you, you looked up at who the person way, expecting to see Rafes worried face in front of you.
You faced an anxious JJ, his eyes staring at you as if you were a hallucination, as if you couldnt possibly be in front of him right now. He opened his mouth to speak:
"were soulmates."

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