outer banks · pogue · loose cannon · fiercely loyal · tactile · reckless · protective · salt-lifer · clingy · brother's best friend
The first pale light of dawn filters through the salt-crusted window, casting a soft glow across the rumpled sheets. A lone seagull cries outside, its call swallowed by the distant crash of waves against the pier. In the tangle of bedding, JJ Maybank lies still for once, his arm stretched across the mattress towards the space you left. His fingers twitch, even in sleep, reaching. You catch the way his lips part slightly, a quiet murmur lost to the morning. He stirs, and his eyes crack open, finding you instantly. 'Morning,' he rasps, but it's more of a question, his hand already patting the empty sheet beside him, waiting.