summary: jonah and y/n meet on the set of the trust fund baby music video, and they hit it off *wink wink* really well.

pairing: jonah x female!reader

triggers: none

link to original post: https://youngbloodseavey.tumblr.com/post/173643590033/nike-airs-jonah-marais

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"so,  which girl are you?" the makeup lady asked you, applying a  light layer  of powder to your face as you tried your best to stay as  still as  possible. you sat in the middle of the makeup trailer, at  least 15 people crammed like sardines in the small space.

"i'm the  one who's playing baseball, although i'm not sure who i'm with yet,"  you laughed, tilting your head up so the lady could powder a little bit  down your neck.

"ah, so you're  stuck with jonah?" she laughed,  putting down the powder and retrieving  an eyebrow product, beginning to  softly fill in your eyebrows with the  appropriate color.

"i  guess so, i haven't gotten the  opportunity to meet the band yet." you  responded, looking at yourself in  the large mirror in front of you. the  makeup was natural, but still managed to enhance your gorgeous features  in the best way possible. you  smiled at the lady, who now picked up a  bottle of setting spray and began to spritz your face with it.

"well  they're very lovely boys, some of the nicest you'll ever meet in the  industry here. plus, they're pretty darn cute," she winked at you,  causing a flush of color to rush  across your face. "jonah's quite the  looker himself. i have a feeling  that you two will get along." she  affirmed, taking a final look over  your face before nodding in content,  helping you stand up from the  chair.

"well i sure do hope so," you gave her a warm smile. "thank you." you shook her hand before moving on to the wardrobe.

they  quickly fitted you with your outfit, which was a pair of black athletic  leggings, a red baseball tee, and a baggy grey sweatshirt. they topped  it all off with a navy blue baseball hat and some nike shoes.

"y/n  y/l/n? you're called on set right now," a man with a headset called  into the wardrobe trailer, and you took a deep breath before putting a  confident smile on your face, beginning to follow the man to where you  were to be filming.

"y/n? hi, i'm jason, and i'm the director of  this music video." a tall man wearing a hat shook your hand once you   approached the set.

"hi it's very nice to meet you," you  returned. "so, who is it i'll be working with?" you asked, rocking back  and forth on your heels a bit.

"that would be me," another voice  cut in, and your head turned to meet the origin of the noise. your eyes   met those of a stunning blue color, a smirk plastered on a beautiful  face. "hi, i'm jonah marais." his voice was a melody that you couldn't  help but swoon when you heard it, and it took you a moment or two before  responding.

"i'm y/n y/l/n." you stuck your hand out for a  handshake, but he instead took your hand and brought it to his lips,  pressing a  gentle kiss to the back of your hand.

cheeky son of a bitch.

you  flushed red, his eyes slowly looking up to meet yours as he pulled away  from your hand. you retracted your hand, the spot where his lips met  beginning to tingle with sparks.

"that's enough of that jonah,"  jason gave the taller boy a pointed look, but was met with a slight  smirk and a shrug. "let's get to filming."

you and jonah were   quickly informed of how the scene was to play out, and you were given a  softball and glove before being shown to your places.

you threw  the softball up and down a few times, being brought back to when you  pitched back in high school. having that neon yellow ball back in your  hands felt comforting to say the least.

your eyes met jonah's who was about ten feet away from you at the plate. he gave you an infamous smirk, which you returned.

you  had to admit that he looked fucking amazing in his blue baseball tee  with his hat on backwards. 

he twirled the bat a few times before looking you dead in the  eye, and you  grinned at him, getting ready to throw your first pitch.  you stretched your arms out a few times, rolling your neck out in a  circle.

"alright, and action!" jason called out from behind the camera, and gave you a nod to begin.

you  took in a breath and pitched the ball, which sped right past jonah's  swinging bat and into the catcher's glove, hitting dead center.

jonah  looked surprised for a moment before shaking it off, sending you a  challenging look before getting back into a batting stance. you let out a  loud laugh before sending an equally challenging look back at him,  holding the glove up to your face so only your eyes and forehead peeked  out from behind the leather.

you swung your arm around again,  sending the ball flying straight into the catcher's mitt. you laughed   again as jonah looked just as surprised as the last time, stumbling back  a bit as you laughed loudly. you brought up your glove to cover your  face slightly, your smiling eyes peeking out from behind the leather.

jonah's face broke out into a smile, and he laughed a bit before shaking his head and getting into his batting stance yet again.

"you  guys are doing great! just give me a few more pitches and then we'll be  ready to move on." jason yelled out from behind the camera, and jonah  and yourself nodded before getting right back into the game.

you  threw a few more pitches, jonah missing each one of them. of course, he  was missing for the video's purposes, he was a varsity baseball player  after all. but just because he was missing them on purpose, didn't mean  it didn't boost your confidence.

finally, jason called that there was enough pitches, he quickly set you two up for the next shot.

he  called rolling, and jonah looked over his shoulder at you as he began  to walk away. you sent him a cute smirk, tipping your hat slightly and  letting out a giggle. jonah swung his bat over his shoulder, looking  back at you once more before turning and walking off.

an adorable smile graced his features, and your heart couldn't help but flutter at the sight.

"and  cut! great job guys, that's a wrap on this part of the video!" jason  called, and people began to bustle around so they could move on to the  next portion of the video.

you took in a deep breath, tightening  your ponytail before walking over to where jonah had stopped walking. he  was currently rotating his wooden bat in his hand, his arm veins being  ever so prominent as he did so.

"you did great jonah!" you gave the boy a bright smile, and he returned the expression.

"you  did amazing too gorgeous," he replied, giving you a cheeky wink. you  managed to keep your blushing to a minimum, but that didn't mean that  your cheeks weren't tinted pink.

"i do try my best," you laughed,  your eyes looking down at the nikes you were wearing. a short silence  fell between you two, and it was clear that the both of you were  searching for something to say. something. anything.

"jonah!  we have to get you dressed for the next shot!" jason called out before  walking away, not allowing either of you to get any other words out.

"well, i guess i have to leave now," jonah mumbled, and you nodded in understanding.

"yeah, this is your music video after all," you smiled up at the tall boy, and he let out a quiet laugh.

"it  was really nice meeting you y/n," he said, sincerity laced in his tone.  he took your hand in his and pressed another soft kiss to the back of  your hand, sending a shiver down your spine. still a cheeky bastard.

"and it was nice to meet you jonah," you blushed, feeling a sudden wave of boldness rush through your veins.

you  leaned up and pressed your lips onto his cheek, lingering for a moment  before pulling away. you could see the shock in his features, and a wave  of crimson spread across his face. you giggled at his flustered  expression and began to walk away, satisfied with your actions.

a  large smile spread across jonah's face, and he started to turn around to  walk to the costume trailer when a thought entered his mind.

"wait!  y/n," he whipped back around, and you stopped in your tracks. he took a  few steps forward, and you turned around to face him. "i never got your  number."

you paused, before reaching on to prop table and  retrieving a bright, white baseball and a random sharpie that was laying  next to it. you quickly scribbled your number and name on the leather,  adding a cheeky little heart at the end.

you took a moment to  admire your work, before deciding to add a small little finishing  touch. you pressed your lips up to a blank space on the white leather,  pulling away to see that your pink lipstick had left a stain in the  shape of your lips on the baseball.

you tossed the baseball  to jonah, himself catching the ball and reading the scribble. he smiled  widely at you, holding the ball tightly in his hand.

"call me sometime marais," you called out to him, beginning to walk away.

"will do y/l/n," he called back, beginning his own journey to the costume trailer.

jonah  turned the ball around in his hands, admiring the perfect lipstick  stain you had left on the ball. it was as if he couldn't contain his  giddiness, and his happiness was evident as he practically skipped to  the costume trailer.

he ran his thumb over your message a few times, already beginning to memorize the neat scrawl in his mind.

oh, he would definitely be calling you.