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JJ: Bro-

Pope : No, no, hold up, rewind.

Pope : My tongue was down your throat just a second ago and now you're calling me bro??

John B and Kiara: EW

JJ: Pope, you love me, right?

Pope : Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

Pope: We should get you to a doctor for a check up immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn't anyone around to help you? What if it's congenital? Oh my God! Was it me? Did I hurt you?

JJ: …You realize any other person that made their partner pass out in bed would simply feel really proud of themselves, right?

Pope: As top in this relationship, I think we should-

JJ: I can't believe you're pulling rank on me.

Pope, sweating: Tomorrow at 7. I'Il pick you up. Dress nice. *walks away*

JJ, a little flustered: Did he just ask me out on a date?

Sarah: I think it was more of a statement.

Kiara: More like a threat really.

*after the motorcycle incident*

Pope: Is the pain bad?

JJ: It's not that bad.

Pope: Don't lie to yourself.

JJ: I'm not lying to myself, i'm lying to you.

JJ: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles.

Pope: Seize the day, seize the night, what's the last one?

JJ: Seize the dick.

Kiara: oh my fucking god-

JJ: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.

Pope: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.

JJ: I said within reason, Pope. How about I murder that guy?

Pope: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?

JJ: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

JJ: This date is boring!

Pope: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store.

JJ: Then why did you invite me?

Pope: I didnt, I specifically said "don't come with me," then you said, "fuck you Pope I'll do whatever want!

Pope: JJ, I need a favor.

JJ: I'm not giving you a lap dance again.

Sarah: A lap dance?

John B: AGAIN???

Cleo: hey where's Pope?

Kiara: I don't know, hold on. We'll find him, just look at JJ.

Cleo: *looking at JJ* Pope isn't with him though.

Kiara: just follow his line of sight.

Kiara & Cleo: *follows JJ’s eyes to See Pope standing across the room talking to someone else*

Cleo: oh my god-

Kiara: yeah, that works 90 percent of the time

Cleo: Can you teach me how to hoe?

JJ: Rude.

JJ: *sips beer*

JJ: But yes.

JJ: Relationships should be 50/50. Pope cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter and look pretty.

Kiara: John B it's happening again

John B: what is?

Kiara, pointing at JJ and Pope eye fucking: that

John B: oh for fucks sake-

Pope: do you think you could take me?

JJ, way too quickly: yeah

JJ:

JJ: oh wait you mean in a fight

Pope:

JJ:

JJ, very drunk: Daaamn, hottie, do you come here often?

Pope: We live together, JJ.

Pope: Do you want to know your gay name?

JJ: My... my gay name?

Pope: Yeah, it's your first name-

JJ: Haha. Very funny Pope-

Pope: *gets down on one knee* And my last name.

JJ: Oh- oh my god.

Pope: Well, JJ and I finally did it!

The rest of the pogues: what the fu-

Pope: That's right... We kissed!

JJ: *facepalms*

Kiara: pay up bitches

Sarah, John B and Cleo: *hand over money*

Pope: you bet on us?!?

JJ: My hands are cold.

Pope : Here, let me hold them.

JJ: My lips are cold too.

Pope : *covers JJ’s mouth with his hand*

JJ, muffled: jokes on you, I’m into this

Pope : I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.

JJ: Wow. They sound stupid.

Pope : But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.

JJ: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”

Pope : I guess you’re right. Hey JJ, I love you.

JJ: See! Just say that!

Pope : Holy fucking shit.

JJ: If that flies over their head then, sorry Pope , but they're too dumb for you.

Pope : JJ.

Pope : I have feelings for you.

JJ: Why? What's wrong with you? Are you sure you're okay?

Pope , sweating: JJ, there’s something I need to ask you-

JJ: Finally! You’re proposing!

Pope : How’d you know?

JJ: Pope , you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.

JJ: I even picked it up once.

Pope : Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.

JJ: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.

Pope : ...

Pope : You mean ring bearER, right?

JJ: ...

Pope : Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

JJ: uh..

JJ, to Pope : We had a date!

JJ: *aggressively points to Hello Kitty Coloring Book*

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.