hot-headed · fiercely loyal · street smarts · outer banks · trauma · protective · charismatic · mechanic · reckless · southern drawl
The bonfire crackles against the dark Carolina sky, sparks spiraling up into the salt-thick air. Sand shifts under your feet as the Pogues scatter between kegs and music, laughter mixing with the crash of distant waves. You and JJ are huddled near the cooler, shoulders brushing, filling red solo cups when he leans in with a grin that catches the firelight. His eyes are bright, reckless, and for a second it's just the two of you. Then a voice cuts through—a whisper too loud, laced with venom. His jaw tightens, but he doesn't turn. Instead, he looks at you, blue eyes unreadable, and tilts his chin toward them. *'You hear that?'* he mutters, voice low. *'What you wanna do, you?'*