JJ Maybank Imagines

Opening up🤍

JJ had called you, asking if you could pick him up from his chateau. His voice sounded shaky and on edge, so you rushed to drive over there and get him.

You beeped the car horn after pulling up at his chateau, looking down at your phone before glancing up again to see JJ slowly walk out of his house and towards the car, bruises and blood covering his face.

Your eyes widened immediately and you threw yourself out the car, rushing towards him.

"What the hell happened?" You asked with panic in your voice, bringing your hand straight up to his face and carefully hovering it over his cuts and bruises.

"Can you just take me somewhere?" He requested quietly.

You nodded before leading him to the car. He got in the passenger seat, his elbow resting on the window frame with his head in his hand.

You guys arrived at your house which was empty since your parents were at work. JJ silently followed you inside and to the bathroom.

You sat him on the edge of the bath, running some hot water and grabbing a cloth. You dipped the cloth in the hot water, rung it out, and then stood in between JJ's legs.

He gazed up at you with sad eyes, letting you gently wipe away the blood and soothe the pain from the bruises.

"Are you gonna tell me what happened?"

A moment of silence hung in the room.

"Me and Topper had a fight...it's not that big of a deal" JJ lied, because Topper had been at the restaurant you were working at the whole day planting trees for the outside terrace.

"J tell me the truth" You tipped your head aside and shook it slightly. "Topper was at the restaurant all day"

JJ stared at you blankly, working out what to say.

He sighed before coming up with an answer.

"It's uh," He paused, twisting his lips to one side. "It's my dad"

You tried to keep your mouth closed but you couldn't help but widen your eyes when you heard those words. You sat beside him.

"Your dad did this?" Your eyes began to fill up with tears, your lips quivering a little. JJ nodded before lifting up his top to reveal another huge bruise on his torso.

"And this" He said quietly. You held your breath at the sight, speechless and just so shocked at how mistreated your boyfriend was, and for how long, too?

He dropped his top back down, looking back into your eyes.

"A-and how long has this been going on for?" You asked.

JJ cleared his throat.

"Since mom left"

You let out a little cry. JJ's mom left when he was very young. He had been getting abused for more than 10 years and you had no idea. You felt awful.

"Hey it's okay. I'm alright" JJ said, taking your hands in his.

"No it's not okay" You whined, carefully bringing your hands up to his face and caressing the injuries.

JJ held your thigh as you focussed on easing the pain of his cuts and bruises with your fingertips. His broken eyes fluttered closed, a sign that he was enjoying your gentle touch. You quietly sobbed at the new, horrible information, wondering why you had never noticed.

"I'm so sorry" You cried, bringing your forehead to rest on JJ's. "God I'm so fucking sorry JJ"

JJ's eyes began to tear up too as he watched you helplessly apologise for nothing.

"You have nothing to be sorry about"

You kissed him twice before speaking. "I haven't been there for you and I-"

"Stop" He bluntly said, "Stop. I didn't tell you. That's on me, not you"

You pursed your lips together and nodded, letting JJ wipe some tears away. You gently pulled him in for a hug, your hand holding the back of his head whilst the other wrapped around his shoulder. You kept him close to you, letting him relax in your presence.

"You want me to run a bath?" You asked against his neck. He nodded.

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After the bath was filled, you and JJ stripped off and got in. He lay between your legs, the back of his head resting on your stomach as you washed his hair gently, making sure to keep the soap away from his cuts.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" You asked after a little while.

JJ didn't answer, so you took that as a no, and kissed his head softly as reassurance that he was under no pressure.

But then, after a couple of minutes, he opened up.

"He blames me for mom leaving"

You nuzzled your head in between his shoulder and neck, letting him say whatever he didn't to say.

"And he says he hits me because...because he sees her in me" He said, chewing on his bottom lip.

You kissed his shoulder, gazing up at his tortured eyes. He glanced at you and tried to smile.

"You know it's not your fault that he does this JJ"

He nodded.

"And you can't take the blame for your mom leaving too" You told him, pushing his wet hair back away from his face. He closed his eyes as you did so.

"Maybe I can though? I mean if I was really that great she would've taken me with her"

"No, J, don't ever think like that. She made a big mistake leaving you"

JJ's eyes began to fill with tears.

"Because you're the most loyal, selfless person...and she didn't stick around to find that out"

He sniffled and nodded, finally coming to terms with the fact that he wasn't to blame for the mess in his life. Sure, he had made mistakes, but his mom would never know what an amazing person she had lost.