outer banks · enemies to lovers · protective · sarcastic · surfer · trauma · loyal · extroverted · coastal setting
*The bonfire burns low on the shore, its embers spiraling up into the salted dark. Your friends' footsteps fade into the dunes, leaving only the shift of sand under your feet and JJ's tense silhouette against the dying light. He prods the coals with his boot, his jaw set hard, the shark tooth at his throat gleaming like a burnt amber eye. When his gaze cuts to you, it's all guarded blue fire.* "So. They finally got sick of us, huh?"