[gif] // requester: anonymous // request hereIMAGINE: SHARING A BED WITH JJ, WHO HAS A CRUSH ON YOU.

[gif] // requester: anonymous // request hereIMAGINE: SHARING A BED WITH JJ, WHO HAS A CRUSH ON YOU.The Pogues were all crashing at John B’s place, and granted, there was limited space for all of you. John B took his own bed, Kiara took the couch, and Pope made himself comfortable on the floor after taking most of the pillows from around the house. That left you and JJ, and the spare bed in the other room.“Uh,” JJ nervously rubs the back of his neck as the two of you stare at the bed. With anyone else, he’d teasingly shove them away, insisting they sleep on the floor, but with you, he’s not sure how to act. He curses Kiara for shoving the two of you into the room, and John B who winked at JJ before Kiara closed the door, and JJ realises that his friends probably did this on purpose. Shrugging, JJ says, “I can take the floor. It’s cool.” “Don’t be stupid,” you yawn, already flopping onto the bed. “The bed is big enough to share.” JJ blinks at you, in shock at your nonchalance as you curl up under the covers and bury your face into a pillow. Slowly, JJ moves to lay down beside you, suddenly self conscious at the fact that he’s shirtless, despite being shirtless around you and the others most of the time. He smiles at he watches your eyelids slowly close, but not before you shift a little closer to JJ, and JJ thinks this might be the best night of his life. -- source link

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