So, you can imagine that when it’s something im not VERY interested in anymore, and something that doesnt really get much attention either its pretty easy to just forget about it. I have ADHD so even drawing the things im CURRENTLY interested in is an effort. I’m completely fine, I just don’t have the same motivation for art as other people. The original undertale hype has died down a LOT since 2017. So anyway I can’t get this fic of my head.Its ok youre not bothering! The reason is simple: I am simply just not crazy interested in undertale anymore, neither is many other people. He took a deep breath, deciding to just get it out in the open. You laid a comforting hand on JJ’s knee, which was bouncing from nerves. He was never afraid to tell you anything, you guys were so close. “I just… I don’t know how to say it.” He was being timid, avoiding your gaze. “I actually wanted to ask you something,” he started, but the silence that fell over the room afterwards made it clear he wasn’t going to continue. His eyes met yours for a brief moment before he sighed. I know when something’s off with you, J, so just spill it.” “What do you mean?” he countered quickly. You dropped the garbage bag you were carrying and made your way to sit next to him on the couch. The boy never missed an opportunity to tease you about your “house-wife tendencies,” as he likes to say. Then he just sat there quietly, watching you as you cleaned, yet another sign that something was wrong. You raised your brow at him questioningly, but he just awkwardly scratched the back of his head and sat down on the couch. As you grabbed a garbage bag to start working, you noticed JJ still standing in the doorway, not sure what to do with himself. It may not be your house, but you were there all the time and knew nobody else was going to clean up. You shrugged off that thought as you looked around the trashed living room, deciding to clean up a little bit. You thought he was going to say something to you, but he kept his mouth shut. You gathered the empty beer bottles and bags of chips to bring them inside the house, JJ quickly following close behind you. Kiara left with both boys, wanting to catch a ride back home before it got too late. Pope said something about all the chores he had to get done or else his dad was going to kill him. told everyone he was leaving to go see Sarah. There was definitely something on his mind.Īs the sun started to set, John B. Pope was sitting on the ground while JJ paced back and forth behind you guys. You were back at the Chateau, sitting on a lawn chair because John B. You caught him staring at you a few times, which made you ask him, “What’s up, dude?” But he would just shake his head with a dismissive mumble. When Kiara’s bikini top came undone and she rushed to fix it while everyone howled in laughter, he wasn’t even paying attention. When you had made a dirty play off of Pope’s words and looked to your best friend for a high five, he was staring off into the horizon. But you could tell something was wrong with JJ the entire time. You had spent the afternoon on John B.’s boat, drinking, smoking, swimming until you all were exhausted from the sun. It was just a normal day with the pogues. Summary: Your best friend JJ has an unfortunate one night stand, which leads him to asking you what girls like in bed. This is also my first Outer Banks fic, and I can tell you right now there will be MORE in the future :) Please let me know what you think! Also, I’m always open to requests if you wanna slip one into my ask box. Don’t freak out.”ĪN: This is my first attempt at smut and I don’t think it’s half bad lmao.
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