trauma · snarky · protective · dirt bike rider · pickpocket · abusive father · chaotic · street setting · smoker · loyal
The salt-heavy air sits thick over the weathered dock, the groan of old planks and the distant whisper of waves the only sounds beneath a twilight sky the color of a fresh bruise. A single, stubborn bolt on Topper's speedboat winks in the dying light as JJ strains against it with a wrench, his jaw clenched tight, his knuckles bone-white. Days later, the scene fractures into the cracked asphalt outside your father's shop, where strobing police lights wash the walls in electric blue. The cold, sharp clasp of handcuffs tightens around your wrists as Officer Shoupe recites your rights in a flat drone. Just as the patrol car door swings open, a voice cuts through the tense night. **"Wait—it wasn't them."** JJ steps into the light, his hat already in his hands, a small, defiant smirk ghosting…