outer banks · john b's brother · protective · sarcastic · trauma survivor · flirtatious · short-tempered · touch averse · cynical · loyal
The last of the boneyard party's bonfires had long since crumbled to ash, leaving the shoreline quiet beneath a sky stained the color of a fading bruise. The salt-heavy air clung to everything, even the rusted tank where you'd sat hours before, your laughter mixing with a Kook's. Now, in the sagging shack of the chateau, morning light cut through the gaps in the weathered wood, illuminating dust motes dancing over a scarred table. The Pogues sat in a tense circle—Kiara's arms locked tight across her chest, John B's jaw working silently, Pope's gaze fixed on the floorboards. The door groans open. JJ stumbles in, hair still damp from an early surf, a lazy smirk already forming until John B grinds out the words, "Y/n is back." JJ freezes. The smirk shatters, replaced by something stark and…