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"C'mon guys!" Sarah giggles and gets comfortable on the couch, draping a blanket over her shoulders holding her arms out and beckoning the pair of boys over, smiling as they flip off the lights, drop down on either side of her and throw a pile of snacks on the table in front of them, JJ immediately digging into a bag of halloween sweets and curling up with his own blanket wrapped around himself, John B snatching up the remote and handing it over to her, "Hmm..." she sets out scrolling through slasher movies on netflix, humming as she eventually lands on the first Scream movie, pulling her legs up onto the couch, crossing them and chewing at her bottom lip as she presses play.
It doesn't take long for the tension to ramp up, both in the film and in the boys on either side of her, JJ rambling under his breath about how stupid the character is, with the occasional comment on how annoying it is that the modulated voice is hot, John B mostly falling silent, though he's slowly shifting closer up to Sarah's side, reaching across her to hold their boyfriend's arm as some small reassurance. Then finally, the first kill is shown, both boys immediately jumping out of their skin and covering their faces, and when the door shatters and the first chase begins, both boys clamber for the other over their girlfriend's lap while she simply claps excitedly, listening to them both mutter-yell at the screen.
"Fucking run- run run run, c'mon man!" JJ bounces in his seat and speaks between chews of his snacks, curling up into Sarah's shoulder and half hiding his face against her.
"Oh shit!" John B flinches and hides his face against her other shoulder, gripping JJ's arm tight when ghostface finally catches up to the woman and kills her, "Why the fuck do you watch this shit, Sarah??"
"You're both just whimps!" She giggles and wraps an arm around either of them, pulling them both close and stroking over their hair as the title card plays.
"Fuck you." JJ mumbles and hugs around her shoulders, nudging against her.
Eventually, the pair at her sides settle down, relaxing more and nuzzling into her sides, snickering at jokes, occasionally commenting on the attractiveness of certain actors or characters, or where else they know the actors from, JJ asking random questions and explanations as he works his way through his bag of sweets.
"Billy's kinda hot... just sayin'," JJ hums and nudges against Sarah, holding John B's hand over her lap, "Stu too, t' be honest."
"JJ, I think you just find guys in general hot." John B smiles and scoffs at the faux-offended reaction he gets from his boyfriend.
"Hey! I don't find the fuckin' movie nerd hot, he's just funny. I got standards, JB, how dare you?" He laughs and turns his eyes to the screen.
"Randy?" She pets over his hair and giggles at their petty argument.
"Yeah, whatever his name is."
When the third fight with ghostface starts, both boys are already tense and curling up in her arms, "No no no- fuck that- he's obviously the real ghostface, girl, fuckin' run!" JJ yells at the screen and tries to hide, half-peeking over his blanket and cheering when the woman on screen tries to fight back.
"Oh fuck yeah! Go go go," John B joins his cheering, but they both quickly turn their tunes when the on-screen victim makes a stupid decision, "no.. really?? That's so dumb!"
"That's absolutely not how garage doors work- oh fuck!" JJ flinches when she's finally killed, covering his eyes and hiding in his blankets.
Simply laughing at the absurd death scene, Sarah hugs the Maybank closer, clearly being the more afraid one of the scene, her other partner seeming more annoyed at the absurdity to mind much about the death, with a kiss to his temple and soothing shapes drawn across his upper back with her thumb, he resolves to hiding his face for the majority of the rest of the scene, only taking peeks out when there seems to be more conversation than screaming.
As the movie goes on, Sarah can't help but smile at how John B seems to become more invested than afraid, no longer flinching away or hiding against her as characters narrowly escape death, and when his suspect for the killer, and JJ's apparent movie crush, is seemingly murdered, he gasps out a dramatic "No way! I fully thought it was him!" and Sarah just giggles and leans down to explain to the hidden JJ what just happened on screen.
"No way he's dead man," he peeks out from his hiding spot to watch the chase, quickly shielding his eyes when a body is shown, his body tense, jumping again and covering his face when another death happens, "oh shit!"
"Okay that one was kinda good- that was smart as shit." John B admits as he grabs a snack from the table, now more relaxed as he leans back into his girlfriend's arm, holding and stroking over JJ's hand.
Finally, when the minor reveal of JJ being right happens, they both nudge him to make him look at the screen, all three gasping and smiling, "Holy shit!" John B grins wide and shakes his boyfriend's thigh, "You were right dude!"
"Guys guys guys, pay attention!" Sarah grabs them both and bounces in her seat, "This is getting to my favorite part!"
And when the final twist is revealed, both boys gasp and share confused and excited whats and Sarah seems almost giddy at their genuine reactions.
"Is it weird if I say they're both hotter now?" JJ laughs at himself.
"Absolutely man, weird as shit." John scoffs at his admission and keeps his eyes on the screen, genuinely intriqued by the reveal and monologue.
"No, I get it though."
Sarah giggles and nods, ruffling JJ’s hair, occasionally twirling blond strands in her fingers.
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Once the movie is over, and after they’ve watched a couple lighter hearted YouTube videos while huddled around Sarah’s phone, all three working their way through their pile of Halloween snacks, JJ occasionally jumping and snapping his head around at any particular noise that sounds out of place to him. Over time, the jumpiest of the three gradually shifts into Sarah’s lap, sitting up way too straight and looking around like he’s surveying the house.
"You okay, JJ?" Sarah runs her hand over his back and nudges against his shoulder, pressing a kiss there as she tries to soothe him.
"Yeah yeah— I’m good, it’s just-," when the wind makes the patio outside creak, he jumps and snaps his head in that direction, "why the fuck does your house make so much fuckin’ noise, Bree?"
"Cause I’m a pogue, Jay, I don’t know how to do the upkeep here, shit creaks cause shit’s old," he smiles and snaps his fingers in front of his face, gently tapping his cheek to get his attention, "hey, hey. Hey. Look at me. Look." He smiles when JJ finally turns his attention to him, stroking over his cheek, "You’re okay. You’re safe, man, I promise. You trust us, right?"
"Yeah- yeah, I trust you…" JJ visibly relaxes slightly and nods, swallowing the dryness in his throat.
"Then you got nothing to worry about, bubba. We’ll protect each other, yeah? No one’s gonna hurt you, no one’s gonna hurt us." He smiles and nods with JJ, pulling him down into a hug, patting his back and shushing him quietly when he flinches at another creak.
Though his breaths still hitch and his body still tenses with every sound, the strong hold he’s kept in, and the soothing shapes drawn on his back, gradually work to calm him down, Sarah’s quiet reminders for him to take deep breaths, taking each one with him and nodding with him when he copies her, making his shaky breaths slow and even out, his heartrate doing the same aside from the occasional flutter and thud as the care he’s shown. Reaching his arms up, he wraps them tight around his shared boyfriend, nuzzling into his shoulder and sighing out when their girlfriend’s arms similarly wrap around his waist. So the three stay there for a while, putting a comfort movie of JJ’s on the screen to help relax him further, JJ and Sarah eventually switching seats, Sarah now sitting across his lap with an arm draping around his neck, her hand holding over his heart, smiling when she feels it skip under her palm as her boyfriends snuggle closer, staring at one another for a moment before locking lips and melting away the other’s anxieties. Resting her head against JJ’s shoulder, she simply smiles and watches them, her heart doing little backflips with every little display of affection between them, hands lacing through hair, twirling blond strands around their fingers, moving with each other and holding one another’s faces. Watching the boys she loves so deeply love each other simply filling her chest with cheerful little butterflies.
When the pair separate, they simply stare at each other for a moment before JJ takes a deep breath and rests his head against his partner’s chest, nuzzling into him slightly as John B seems to notice their girlfriend staring with hearts in her eyes.
"Got any to spare?" She giggles quietly before leaning up and catching John B’s lips on her own, stroking over his cheek and smiling into the kiss as he seems to mirror her. Fingers brushing through her hair, gently undoing a tangle when it blocks him, the pair slowly part, trailing off their kiss and sharing a smile as they both wrap each other and JJ into a hug, peppering kisses over his face as he hugs back.
"You wanna go to bed, Jay?" He smiles and kisses the top of his head, scratching at his scalp.
"Yup, yes please." JJ cracks a smile back and nods.
"Cuddle sesh in my room!" He grins and jumps up onto his feet, holding his hands out to offer to pull his partners up. Sarah’s the first to take the offer, grabbing his hands pulling herself up, jumping up to kiss him before backing a grabbing gesture at JJ until he follows her lead, grabbing ahold of each of their wrists and pulling himself up onto his feet, immediately enclosing them both in a hug.
"Let’s go!" He let’s John B lead the way, grasping one another’s hand and allowing himself to be pulled along, heat in his cheeks rising when Sarah trails after him with her hands on his waist, eventually wrapping around him in a hug when they stop inside the main bedroom of the house.
"Cuddle sesh is started, I blame JJ." She nuzzles into his back and squeezes around his waist, humming when familiar hands run over her arms and mirror her hug on the other side of him.
"Feeling a lil’ sandwiched here," he rests his hands on his partner’s chest and tries to rub away the blush on his cheeks, "feelin’ a lil’ targeted.
"Very targeted, now come here," John B smiles and carefully guides the attached pair towards the bed, peppering kisses across his face until the three of them crawl under the covers together, draping his arm across them both and playing with his girlfriend’s hair, scooting up slightly to rest his head over his boyfriend’s, "JJ sandwich, our favourite kinda sandwich." He scoffs slightly when he seems to earn a giggle from Sarah, "Thank you, princess."
"Nah, that was cringy as fuck, JB, sorry man." JJ laughs along with her as he wraps his arms around him, pulling him closer to press a kiss under his chin.
"Shut up and accept the cuddles, idiot." He nudges against him and scratches at their girlfriend’s scalp, smiling as she seems to let out a small noise of content, "I love you two."
"Love you too, Bree," JJ nuzzles against his neck, "love you, princess."
"Mmh…" Sarah just snuggles up closer and nods against JJ’s back and up into John B’s hand, her voice laced with sleepiness, "love you both too…" before she seems to drift off.
"Holy shit she’s so cute." JJ whispers against him as his heart jumps in his chest slightly.
"Of course she is, dumbass," he whispers back and breaths out a quiet laugh, "if you move and wake her up I’m killing you, Jay, just saying."
"Absolutely fair, I’ll accept that consequents, seems reasonable."
"Consequence, bubba."
"Yeah," he tries to stay as still as possible, only drawing shapes with his fingers on John B’s back and nuzzling subtly against him, "swear I’m the luckiest motherfucker alive."
"I think we all are," he smiles and kisses his cheek, "me and Sarah are lucky to have you too, bubba."
"Don’t make me take that compliment right now, I might actually melt into the bed."
"Can’t have that, you need to be our princess’ pillow." He hums and kisses him softly, "You tired, by the way?"
"Still a little on edge," he tips his head slightly before pulling him closer and resting his head against his shoulder, "but this is definitely making it better."
"Okay, bubba. You’re safe, remember? We got you." He strokes over his hair and kisses the crown of his head, "I love you, JJ."
"I love you too, bird."