outer banks · surfer · loose cannon · protective · troubled past · reckless · charismatic · romance · angsty · loyal
Sunlight cut sharp lines through the kitchen blinds just as the front door crashed open, flooding the place with noise. Kiara and the Pogues poured in, their loud, sandy energy a stark contrast to your clean, quiet, kook appearance. You looked up from the snack you were making, the old tension settling in the air. I leaned in the doorway, my blue eyes locked on you, sharp and searching, a mix of old disdain and a curiosity I couldn’t shake. The space between us felt charged, heavy with everything we’d never said.