maybank oneshots

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description: JJ never treated you right during your relationship and it wasn't until you found somebody knew that he realised how much he lost.
warning: jj x reader, rafe x reader, mentions of kiara, swearing, angst,
a/n: tysm for sending this request in!!! i really hope it's what you wanted 🥺

Hi, I'm sorry to reach out
Don't feel like you have to call

JJ sat broken on his unmade made, drowning out the yells of his fathers voice with his own catastrophic sobs.
He had lost the one good thing in his rundown life just because he was petrified you were getting too close to him.
You worried about him too often, you asked how his day was constantly, you questioned him about his bruises every time you saw his bare torso. All the things a good girlfriend did, yet it made his blood boil and tremble.
He couldn't bare the thought of shattering your heart that you trusted in his hands with his broken home and shitty dad. He feared that if you found out, you would confront the large man and end up hurting yourself.
JJ would rather die than see you ever be injured due to something in his life. Nobody should have to go through the overwhelming suffering his usual day consists of.
He hesitantly reached for his phone, staring at your contact photo. It was a picture of you from the first day you met, JJ had asked you for your number after being astounded by your beauty.
Your crimson blush made his heart flutter as you read out your digits.
Without telling you, the boy lifted up his phone and snapped a photo of you, going unnoticed by your occupied mind. Your head was turned to the left, your y/h/c hair drifting in the cool breeze, your eyes were shimmering at whatever had caught your eye. The photo showed your true, natural charm.
Now you weren't here. And it was all his fault.

Believe me that I'm only sorry
And you were right to leave

"i can't do this anymore, JJ." you whispered, your throat aching from the constant screaming and crying.
JJ had finally pushed you past the breaking point, after you caught him with another girl. He had bloodshot eyes due to the weed he had smoked and his breath reaked of dirty beer.
The air in his lungs got caught and he choked, shocked you actually ended things.
JJ had gotten used to taking advantage of your forgiving ways. He would forget dates, miss anniversary's, flirt with other girls (even kiara) and afterwards, he would softly kiss your neck and tell you he loved you and was sorry, leaving you to hug him tightly and tell him it would all be okay.
This time however, you shook your head, tears pooling up in your eyes that held anguish and pain.
You tilted your head up at him, letting out a sarcastic laugh.
"you have played me all these years. you have used me over and over again. i can't keep forgiving you then going home and completely breaking down alone in my room. you have ruined me, JJ maybank." and with those earth crushing words, you left the spare room in the chateau.
The other pogues all sat in the living room couch, watching you with pity soaked expressions as you walked through that door for the final time.
Really they weren't surprised, more bewildered that it took you this long to actually end things.
They knew you were in love with JJ, more than you thought would ever love anybody else but they honestly didn't know how you put up with the cheating, lying and thieving teenage boy.

So please make sure he treats you well

A year later, JJ's heart still rested broken and unfixed as he sat on the golden sand, watching the waves crash against the brick wall furiously.
His head stung with a sharp pain as memories of the two of you burned into his skull. Memories of you laughing at him falling of his surfboard or when he first kissed you at midnight, after a dare from the pogues to skinny dip in the cold water.
That familiar laughter left his mind, as he swore he could hear it in real life. His brain wasn't playing tricks on him as he turned his head, seeing you running along the shallow end of the water with another boy. A kook.
As the other boy's head fell back from laughter, JJ recognised him to be Rafe Cameron.
How could you move on from him to Rafe?
He saw how your smile practically touched the corner of your eyes, Rafes expression mirroring yours. The pair looked so exhilarated and enlivened.
You hadn't looked like that during your relationship with JJ for a long time. He figured you stopped smiling that big after your first argument, when you caught JJ leaning on his arm which was beside another girls head. He was moving forwards, edging towards the random tourons lips. Luckily you stopped them before he had a chance to mack on the stranger.
It was only the third month of your relationship and somehow your trust in JJ had stayed in tact after he convinced you he was drunk out of his mind, unable to control his actions. Even though in reality he hadn't drank a drop of alcohol that entire night.
Rafes arm wrapped around your shoulder and pulled you tightly into his tall body. His figure towered above yours, making you feel safe and protected.
You spared no glance to the boy sat on the sand, even though you felt his burning glare on you.
You felt nothing for him, you saw him as a little bump in your journey to finding real love and true friendship. Your mind felt empty when you heard his name, not an ounce of regret or sorrow in your body.
He was nothing to you anymore.

He should tell you that you're beautiful
Even when you think you're not

"Hey, do i look alright in this?" you whispered quietly during your fifth month of being together, staring at yourself in the dirty mirror.
You be felt ugly and lumpy, your body stuck out in the wrong places and the dress you wore made your stomach podge out visibly.
Your eyes glanced up at JJ who was laid on your bed, staring at his phone and typing away, not taking notice of your furrowed eyebrows and subdued expression.
"hm, it looks weird." he muttered, sparing a glance at you for a second before turning back down to his phone. You felt your brain fizzle out, tears accidentally escaping your gloomy y/e/c eyes.
Yes, you already felt awful about yourself but you just needed somebody to tell you that you looked nice and that you shouldn't worry about how you look as you could never look bad.
At least, that's something JJ would've said during your first couple months of dating.

"hey, do i look alright in this?" you mumbled to JJ, the t-shirt was pulled tight against your chest calling attention to an area you felt uncomfortable sharing and your shorts made your hip dips stick out boldly, declaring the eyes of passerby's.
His blue eyes flickered up to you, smiling at your through the mirror. He took notice of your subtle frown and sat up abruptly.
"you look beautiful, y/n."

where did that JJ go?

I don't want to complicate it
So this is my goodbye

JJ: hey y/n. i don't even know if this is your phone number anymore but i just wanted to apologise.
JJ: i was a dickhead and i was scared of getting my heart broken so i broke yours instead.
JJ: i hope one day you can forgive me.
JJ had deleted three messages.

Now I can see it
I couldn't be him

The pogues stood from afar, watching you and your new boyfriend of one year stand in the centre of the boneyard, the party on full throttle around you.
You and Rafe slow danced in the middle of everybody, sharing your love to the crowd.
Just by looking into either one of your eyes, you could see how in love you both were.
You had finally found your true love.
"that could never have been me" was all JJ thought, although he would always keep a piece of his heart for you, he knew that he never could've opened up enough for you.
You just weren't meant for each other like you and Rafe were.
You had to let JJ go to truly love yourself, and now JJ needed to do the same.

I should have loved you better than I did