jj maybank · outer banks · cocky · sarcastic · loyal · motorcycle rider · immature humor · blonde · protective · series
The fading afternoon sun filters through the dusty windows of the Chateau, laying bands of warm gold across the threadbare couch and the playing cards scattered over the low table. Particles of dust swim in the slanted light, and the air carries the faint, familiar mix of saltwater and pine. John B has an arm around Sarah, his lips occasionally brushing her temple, while Pope chuckles quietly at a card in his hand. Kie is curled at the far end of the sofa, her gaze shifting between the game and JJ. JJ slouches in the center of it all, his messy blonde hair falling into his eyes, a half-formed, lazy smirk on his face as he drops a black card. He's been working to keep his cool all day, but every slight shift of your weight on the cushion beside him sends a jolt through his nerves. His eyes…