𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

[𝐎𝐍𝐄] bandages

➵ ksimon
➵ word count: 854
➵ notes: as much as i don't ship this, i had the idea and wanted to put something out. hope you enjoy!
➵ warnings: themes of violence, blood

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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍

Everyone and their mother knew JJ had a bit of a temper. He tried to control it, but sometimes it got the best of him. Sometimes, he'd be calm. Then just like that, a flip switched up inside of him at one comment that could make him angry and violent.

JJ went to bat for his friends, and defended them no matter what. That was usually the cause of a lot of his fights. An unfortunate someone said something about his friends and they'd be gone the next day.

Simon hated seeing JJ in the headmaster's office every other week. More than that, though, he hated seeing JJ with bruises and cuts. Albeit less than the other person he was fighting, but it hurt nonetheless.

He was the one who cleaned him up after fights. He'd clean the blood from his face and hands, and bandage up his usually broken knuckles. He couldn't stand it.

It was worse when he developed a love for JJ.

Not the brotherly type.

He was full-on, head over heels in love with Olajide Olatunji.

He isn't sure when it started, but he knows he can't even be around the boy without staring at him. His full lips, deep brown eyes, soft hands-

Simon feels his phone vibrate and sees a text from JJ.

Jide

mate, got in another fight. in the bathroom near mr. sander's room. can you help me out?

sent 12:58 pm

The blonde sighed as he left the lunch table and walked to meet his friend.

SIMON'S POV

I can't believe him. Can he go two weeks without trying to kill someone? I turn the corner and walk into the bathroom, seeing JJ sitting on the sink.

"You've gotta be fucking joking me, mate."

JJ smiled when he saw me. "He said something homophobic about Harry, I had to-"

"No, JJ, you didn't. What you need to do is control your fucking temper before you fuck with the wrong person."

I cut him off with sharp words. Although I am angry that someone insulted Harry, I can't take him getting into anymore fights.

I grab my backpack and pull out some cotton tissue, rubbing alcohol, and wraps. I grab one of his hands, and try not to blush. My heart feels like it's beating out of my chest. I dip the cotton tissue in the alcohol and start to dab it lightly on his cut knuckles.

"Fucking lucky, you are, that you didn't break anything."

"Still got the job done, though."

"Dammit, JJ, that's not the point!" I let go of his hands and throw my arms in the air. Doesn't he see? Doesn't he get it?

JJ looked shocked. "I don't under-"

"And that's the problem. You don't understand. You don't get it. You don't see that it hurts me. It hurts when I see you like this, all bruised and cut up. It hurts when you wince if I'm too harsh on your wounds. You try to hide it because you think it makes you weak, but it doesn't. You lack the ability to be venerable, you emotionally constipated prick. It hurts that I'm the one who has to clean you up all the time. Don't you see?"

I was breathing heavily by the time I was done. My eyes were glossy, and my hands shaky. JJ looked stunned.

"What are you trying to say?"

I give him an exhausted, exasperated look.

"I'm in love with you. I have been for months now. And every time you get in a fight, and I have to bandage you up, it hurts."

I can't believe it. I did it. I told him.

He was silent. JJ just stared down at his hands. It felt like an eternity until he spoke again.

"I lied."

"What?"

"I lied. He didn't say anything about Harry. He...he said you were a loser and I felt so much fucking rage, Si. I couldn't help it. So I got up and broke his nose."

He what? JJ was defending me?

"Why?"

He looked up hesitantly.

"Because I love you, too."

I felt light headed. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Never in a million fucking years did I think this was gonna happen.

"You- how?"

JJ scoffed. "How? Simon you're the most caring, sweet, kind, funny person I know. I love the way tou accept me wholeheartedly, even when I do dumb shit. You never talk down to me like those teacher's do. You treat me like a human being."

JJ poured his heart out to me, and the only thing i could do was kiss him. I stood in between his legs and pulled his face towards mine. I paused, waiting for a sign that he didn't want this. He got impatient and locked his lips with mine. We kissed until we couldn't breathe, until our lips were sore and swollen. We pulled apart, breathing heavily and he flashed his smile at me. I blushed and looked down.

"I'm glad you bandaged me up, Minter."

"I always will, JJ. I always will."

XIX

➵ And that's it! First time writing ksimon. Appreciate it because it probably won't happen😂. I hope you enjoyed!

-Maya