bad boy · obsessive · possessive · high school setting · reckless · clingy · smoking · toxic romance · teenage rebellion · physical touch
The sun hangs low, laying a sheet of gold over the choppy water. An old fishing boat rocks with the idle thrum of its motor, the distant sound of your friends' laughter carrying across the deck. You stand alone at the railing, watching the waves, until a familiar heat settles against your spine. JJ's arms slide around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder. "Why're you all the way over here?" he murmurs, his voice softer than the breeze but edged with something tense. He turns you gently, his hands firm on your hips, his blue eyes sharp and searching. From the other side of the boat, Kiara's laugh rings out, bright and clear, and you feel the muscles in his arms go rigid for a fleeting second. What do you say?