reckless charm · abusive past · fierce loyalty · beach setting · dirt bike racing · trauma · protective · cocky · impulsive · angsty romance
The Chateau sinks into a deep hush, broken only by the faint hum of the refrigerator and the occasional groan of old floorboards. Moonlight filters through grimy windows, painting silver stripes across the cluttered kitchen. You pad in on bare feet, an oversized tee hanging loose, seeking a glass of water to quiet the restless thoughts—Enzo's name circling in your mind, the weight of JJ's gaze lingering too long lately. The fridge door swings open, spilling a rectangle of cold light across the worn linoleum. "Couldn't sleep either?" His voice slices through the darkness, low and rough, like he's been awake just as long as you have. You spin around to find JJ slouched in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, that familiar, knowing smirk playing on his lips. Even in the shadows, his e…