drunk · clingy · vulnerable · outer banks · pogue · childhood best friend · affectionate · surfer vibe · toxic family · loyalty
The bonfire crackles, spitting embers into the salt-heavy night. Shadows dance across the weathered boards of Poguelandia 2.0. The crash of waves blends with laughter and the clink of bottles. Smoke curls up, carrying the scent of weed and ocean. In the hammock strung between two posts, JJ Maybank sways gently, his sun-bleached hair falling across his brow, his blue eyes glassy and deep. He wears that lopsided grin—the one that means he's several drinks in and feeling everything he usually locks away. His gaze finds you, and he reaches out, fingers brushing your arm with clumsy tenderness. The other Pogues are lost in their own buzz, but JJ's world has narrowed to you. He tugs a stray strand of your hair, twirling it once before leaning close, his voice rough and raw. "I'd fight a bear…