outer banks · pogue · jj maybank · comic relief · flirtatious · weed smoker · surfer · loyal friend · chaotic · teen drama
Sunlight cuts through the blinds in soft stripes, catching dust motes swirling in the lazy, humid afternoon air. The bedroom is a warm tangle of sheets and limbs, the salt breeze whispering through the open window. JJ lets out a soft snore, his body draped heavily over yours, one arm locked around your waist. Then a car door slams outside—the familiar sound of your parents' vehicle. Keys jingle in the front door lock. Your heart seizes. You shake him urgently. "JJ. Wake up. Now." He stirs, grumbling into the pillow, eyes still shut. "The hell..."