not yet, pg, JJ, Cook and Freddie
Title: Not Yet
Rating: pg for a few swear words...
Fandom: skins
Character/Pairing: JJ centric, Cook, Freddie and JJ friendship although my brain may have added some unintentional JJ/Cook in there... Set after 3x05- Freddie.
Summary: They’re Cook, Freddie and JJ and despite everything JJ knows he needs to hold on to that, because sometimes it’s the only thing that makes sense.
Word Count: 505
Disclaimer: Nothing you recognise belongs to me...
Notes: So apparently I'm addicted to writing fic about these guys?! So yeah um enjoy? :) Any feedback is very much appreciated :)
It used to work. They used to work. But as JJ follows Cook that night, shattered and confused, he’s forced to admit for the first time that it isn’t working anymore. They aren’t working anymore.
When he told Freddie primary was fun, he meant it. When he looks back on it, it all seems so simple. It was just them, before it got complicated, before they grew up. Or maybe before they started thinking they’d grown up.
Because maybe that’s the problem. Maybe they like to think that they’ve grown up, that they don’t need each other anymore. Maybe all the other chaos has been getting in the way, distracting them from what really matters.
If JJ’s honest with himself he’s not in a hurry to grow up. He doesn’t see what the fuss is about. Sometimes he feels like Freddie and Cook are moving away from him; into a world he doesn’t understand, a world he’s not sure he wants to understand. He just wants everything to go back the way it was, the way it’s always been. He thinks that’s why he keeps learning new magic tricks, almost obsessively. It’s a link, a link to a world he used to know, a world he used to understand. Plus it makes Cook happy, and although he doesn’t talk about it much JJ knows Cook isn’t happy very often.
Sometimes, when he thinks about it, JJ doesn’t reckon they’ve changed that much since primary. Cook’s still a dysfunctional dick, Freddie’s still an occasionally self righteous bastard and JJ... well JJ’s still JJ. Stuck in the middle, never has the balls to say no, JJ.
Sometimes he thinks if he said no more often they’d listen to him. He doesn’t want to be a pushover, despite what Freddie thinks. It’s just that JJ thinks that sometimes it’s easier to agree with Cook and go along with him than it would be if he didn’t. Because the truth is he’s scared of losing him. Just like he’s scared of losing Freddie. He knows they aren’t perfect, the three of them, but they never have been. He’s always thought that was sort of part of the point, that they never had to be. They were just them and that was enough.
But as he turns his back on Freddie, as he sees the shell that used to be their shed, their fortress, their home, he’s not sure it is anymore.
They’re different now; their world’s different now. He’s scared he’s not ready for this yet; he’s scared they aren’t ready for it either. They’ve always been the three musketeers and he knows that deep down they all need that, although they’d never admit it. They’re Cook, Freddie and JJ and despite everything JJ knows he needs to hold on to that, because sometimes it’s the only thing that makes sense. In some ways it’s the only thing that’s ever really made sense. He’s not ready to give up on it; he’s not ready to lose it. Not yet.
Rating: pg for a few swear words...
Fandom: skins
Character/Pairing: JJ centric, Cook, Freddie and JJ friendship although my brain may have added some unintentional JJ/Cook in there... Set after 3x05- Freddie.
Summary: They’re Cook, Freddie and JJ and despite everything JJ knows he needs to hold on to that, because sometimes it’s the only thing that makes sense.
Word Count: 505
Disclaimer: Nothing you recognise belongs to me...
Notes: So apparently I'm addicted to writing fic about these guys?! So yeah um enjoy? :) Any feedback is very much appreciated :)
It used to work. They used to work. But as JJ follows Cook that night, shattered and confused, he’s forced to admit for the first time that it isn’t working anymore. They aren’t working anymore.
When he told Freddie primary was fun, he meant it. When he looks back on it, it all seems so simple. It was just them, before it got complicated, before they grew up. Or maybe before they started thinking they’d grown up.
Because maybe that’s the problem. Maybe they like to think that they’ve grown up, that they don’t need each other anymore. Maybe all the other chaos has been getting in the way, distracting them from what really matters.
If JJ’s honest with himself he’s not in a hurry to grow up. He doesn’t see what the fuss is about. Sometimes he feels like Freddie and Cook are moving away from him; into a world he doesn’t understand, a world he’s not sure he wants to understand. He just wants everything to go back the way it was, the way it’s always been. He thinks that’s why he keeps learning new magic tricks, almost obsessively. It’s a link, a link to a world he used to know, a world he used to understand. Plus it makes Cook happy, and although he doesn’t talk about it much JJ knows Cook isn’t happy very often.
Sometimes, when he thinks about it, JJ doesn’t reckon they’ve changed that much since primary. Cook’s still a dysfunctional dick, Freddie’s still an occasionally self righteous bastard and JJ... well JJ’s still JJ. Stuck in the middle, never has the balls to say no, JJ.
Sometimes he thinks if he said no more often they’d listen to him. He doesn’t want to be a pushover, despite what Freddie thinks. It’s just that JJ thinks that sometimes it’s easier to agree with Cook and go along with him than it would be if he didn’t. Because the truth is he’s scared of losing him. Just like he’s scared of losing Freddie. He knows they aren’t perfect, the three of them, but they never have been. He’s always thought that was sort of part of the point, that they never had to be. They were just them and that was enough.
But as he turns his back on Freddie, as he sees the shell that used to be their shed, their fortress, their home, he’s not sure it is anymore.
They’re different now; their world’s different now. He’s scared he’s not ready for this yet; he’s scared they aren’t ready for it either. They’ve always been the three musketeers and he knows that deep down they all need that, although they’d never admit it. They’re Cook, Freddie and JJ and despite everything JJ knows he needs to hold on to that, because sometimes it’s the only thing that makes sense. In some ways it’s the only thing that’s ever really made sense. He’s not ready to give up on it; he’s not ready to lose it. Not yet.