JJ Maybank Imagines

Arguments🤍

"This Barry guys gonna find out and he's gonna come after us" Sarah said after JJ had stolen some money out of his chateau for revenge.

"Yes he will, okay, this is not the time to start wiling out" Pope added.

You watched JJ's jaw clenched as he began to feel attacked. You chose not to comment, standing quietly opposite JJ as his eyes begged for your help.

"How'd you guys like having a gun pulled on ya?" JJ asked before John B closely approached your boyfriend, his face in JJ's.

"Relax" John B tried to calm the situation but you knew it would just make JJ worse.

"John B" You sounded, coming between them and putting your hands on his chest with your back to JJ.

"He had it right here on you bro" JJ's arm towered over you, pointing at John B's face. You held JJ's wrist and brought it down, feeling his torso push closer against you as his anger towards John B built up.

"We gotta go get the gold, okay?" John B said whilst backing up, so you decided to move from in between them. "Just give me that shit" He then demanded, trying to snatch the bag off JJ.

Within a second, JJ had forcefully pushed his best friend against the Twinkie, shoving the hand that grasped the money on his John B's neck.

"JJ!" You called out, rushing towards him and trying to pull his arm away.

"Do you feel like a tough guy? Huh? What are you gonna do when he comes for us?" John B spat.

JJ glared at him with a clenched jaw before speaking.

"We punch him...in the throat" He answered, making you all roll your eyes at the silly idea.

"Yeah good fuckin idea JJ"

"I'm not putting it back" JJ said quietly, taking the bag off John B and sitting in the Twinkie by himself.
"You guys getting in or what?" He called out, the Pogues all looking at you for help.

You huffed and then climbed into the Twinkie next to JJ, sitting down slowly.

His lips were pursed together as he stared ahead of him, hands grasping the bag tightly with his jaw clenched.

"J" You said, putting your hand on his shoulder.

He shook it off and avoided your eyes.

"J will you talk to me?"

JJ started to chew on his bottom lip, his eyes moving to the bag.

"If I don't get this money...Dad will-" He began to speak but stopped, taking a big shaky breath in.

"It's okay, I know," You rested your hand on his thigh, rubbing it gently with your thumb.

"But this isn't the right way to get it" You whispered, a hand coming up to caress his face. He twisted his lips to the side, his eyes slightly watery with tears.

"Hey look at me" You said, but he didn't. "J, baby, look at me"

He glanced at you emotionlessly.

"I know you can do the right thing" You said as your fingers trailed into his hair.

The hand that was resting on his thigh moved to the handle of the bag. You rubbed his hand that gripped it and gave him a reassuring look. He blinked at you, his hand slowly releasing the bag.

You gently took it, holding his face and pulling his forehead to yours.

"Proud of you" You whispered before giving him a smile.

You gently kissed his forehead, making his eyes flutter close.

JJ could never cooperate with arguments, and you had learned that. All he needed was for someone to let him know that it was all going to be okay.