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JJ: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?

Pope : baby’s breath, why?

JJ: …

Pope : Were you going to get me flowers?

JJ:

Pope :

JJ: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

Pope, very tired: Can I sleep in your bed?


JJ: *half asleep* Pope, this is a queen-sized bed. That means it’s for *gestures vaguely to himself* the Queen.

Kiara: I told JJ that every time he lies, his ears turn red

Sarah: what, why?

Kiara: watch

Kiara: JJ, do you have a crush on Pope?

JJ, covering his ears: no!

JJ: Popeeee

Pope:

JJ: popeeee c’mon I swear I won’t do it again

Pope, narrowing his eyes: fine

JJ: okay, what kind of magic do cows do?

Pope: what kind of magic, JJ

JJ, giggling: moodoo

Pope: I’m never talking to you again

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Outer Banks (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: JJ/Pope (Outer Banks) Characters: JJ Maybank, Pope Heyward Additional Tags: Gay JJ Maybank, Bisexual Pope heyward, Friends to Lovers, Gentle Facefucking, first time blowjobs, pope has never had a blowjob, JJ gives him one, jj Maybank is a whore, Smut, Coming Untouched, cum on face, Masturbation, Anal Fingering, Fingerfucking, Pope accidentally walks in on JJ, smut ensues, First Time Blow Jobs, Blow Jobs Summary:

Gesturing down to Pope’s crotch, JJ has half the mind to pull away from Pope’s grip and swallow down his cock without another word. “Can I?”

“You want to give me a blowjob?” Pope breathes out, eyes wide and chest stuttering.

“I’ve wanted to since that conversation we had.” Mumbles JJ, suddenly embarrassed. Fuck. What was going on with him? Where was his confidence? Where was his flirting? Why was he so shy all of a sudden?

It is silent for a few moments, before the realisation overtakes Pope’s body and he’s gasping, eyes blowing wider than ever before. “You’ve wanted to for that long?”

JJ shrugs. “Well.. yeah.”

“Okay.” Pope is quick to respond. “Okay.”

Or, in which JJ gives Pope his first ever blow job.

Pope, a mix of drunk and stoned: if karma won’t fuck you, I will

JJ, equally as drunk and stoned: is that a pick up line or a threat?

Pope: both.

The rest of the pogues watching:

Kiara: they’re fucking hopeless

JJ: [banging his phone on the table in anger]

Pope: Hey, don't be mean to the phone- how would you like it if I banged You on the table, hmm?

JJ, eyes wide

Pope

JJ: yes ple-

Pope: DONT ANSWER THAT

JJ, under his breath: Futurehusbandsayswhat

Pope: huh

Topper: What

JJ: FUCK NO

Pope, exasperated: but how do I know if he’s gay?

John B: here. JJ!

JJ, looking up from his phone on the couch: what

John B: would you rather give up cheese or blow jobs for the rest of your life?

Pope: that’s not-

JJ, shrugging: blow jobs maybe… they hurt my jaw

Pope *eyes blowing wide*

John B: you’re welcome.

*JJ and Pope working on their new house together*

JJ: just pound the nail into the wall

Pope, muttering: I’ll pound you against a wall

Pope: I have a new hoodie.

JJ: Wrong.

JJ: We have a new hoodie.

Pope: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash.


JJ: Oh. We're going out?


Pope: Wh...

JJ: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. 
Pope: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. 
JJ: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? 
Pope: Is it working?

JJ Maybank’s Camera Roll

Pope Heyward’s Camera Roll

JJ: is there a cactus where your heart should be?

Kiara: what’s up your ass this morning?

Pope, walking into the room and kissing JJ’s cheek: hey

Kiara: hm. Nevermind.

John b: *chokes*

JJ: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY]

Pope: What's that?

JJ : Remorse code.

Pope: I'm even angrier now.

Pope, setting a laptop in his lap: laptop

Pope, setting the laptop on JJ’s lap: lapbottom

JJ: first of all, fuck you-

JJ, screaming and running with a metal bin: I’M BREAKING THE WINDOW!

‘Emergency assistance, this is Trisha’

Pope: hi, we.. we locked our baby in the car and people are judging us

JJ: I SWEAR TO GOD IM GONNA BREAK IT

Pope: do not break it, you’ll get glass on him!

‘Sir, please tell your wife to relax, everything is going to be okay’

Pope: that’s a man

‘Really?’

*the pogues playing a game*

Sarah, picks up an card: JJ, name something you might hurt yourself riding on

JJ, biting his lip: oh lawd, you know what I’m thinking?

*JJ’s mind*: pope. Pope. Pope.

Sarah, grimacing: I have an idea

JJ: it’s pope

Pope *chokes on his beer*

Sarah: I fucking figured.

John b and Kiara *watches in horror*

Rafe : JJ sucks

Pope: mhm

Pope: he swallows too

Rafe: *absolutely horrified*

Pope: JJ, I’m feeling like I don’t deserve to be loved

JJ: *in a baby voice* aw, bubbas, do you wanna cuddle? would that make you feel be-

JJ: *looks up to see Pope recording*

JJ: delete it. Fucking delete it.

JJ: imagine being gay or something like that

Pope: JJ, we’ve been sleeping together for 8 months

JJ: okay but thats not like gay gay you know?

Pope: JJ, you’re literally a bottom

JJ: *mocking* jj you’re literally a b- shut the fuck up

JJ: hold the fuck up

Pope: ??

JJ: I’m the fuck up

JJ: hold me

Sarah: would you punch someone for 2 million dollars?

JJ: I’d roundhouse kick Rafe for looking at me

Kiara: have you proposed yet?

Pope: no, but in my head JJ and I have two kids and a library

JJ, pointing: can I sit there?

Pope: that’s my lap

JJ: that still doesn’t answer my question

John b: I have the sharpest memory. Name one time I forgot something.

JJ: you left me in the parking lot two weeks ago

John B: I did that on purpose