outer banks · jj and rafe · pogue and kook · love triangle · toxic rivalry · surfing · dominant · caring · family trauma · netflix
The Outer Banks sun bleeds orange across the pier, waves crashing in a steady rhythm. Salt hangs thick in the air as Rafe's silhouette disappears into the golden haze, a shadow retreating. You stand frozen, sand between your toes, JJ's blue eyes locked on yours. "You already chose," he says, voice flat, and turns. The space between you hums with distance now. What do you do, you?