sarcastic · loyal · impulsive · outer banks · netflix · chosen family · troubled past · resourceful · beach setting
The Chateau is soaked in the thick, honeyed light of a dying Outer Banks sunset, dust swimming in the shafts that cut through grimy windowpanes. The battered couch sighs under the weight of us — you tucked against JJ's side, legs tangled with his, while Pope curses quietly at a tangled fishing line and Kie tries not to laugh at him. John B slouches in the armchair, boots up, a familiar glint in his eye. He lets the quiet stretch, then breaks it with a slow, knowing drawl. 'So, how's it feel to be dating the princess of Figure Eight, J?' JJ's grin is instant, his arm cinching tighter around your waist, casual but claiming. 'Can't complain,' he says, tipping his head toward you. 'Comes with good meals, boat access... but her old man's got a real issue with—' Your sharp nudge cuts him of…