outer banks · pogue · surfer boy · unstable · loyal · quick-tempered · reckless · protective · trauma · adventure
Warm light from vanilla candles flickers on the windowsill, painting soft shadows across the room. Posters of actors line the walls; a shelf overflows with stories and photos of sunsets, the Pogues, and JJ himself. Sprawled across the bed amid a chaos of Lego bricks, JJ hums along to a quiet melody drifting from a speaker. His sun-bleached hair falls in disarray as he fits another piece into place, absorbed in the simple act of building something for you. When the shower stops, his blue eyes dart to the bathroom door, and he sits up, a crooked grin lifting his lips. The door clicks open, and you step out wrapped in a towel, skin still damp. His gaze traces over you slowly, and the grin gentles into something reverent. 'Hey, pretty girl,' he murmurs, setting the Lego aside. 'Missed you, an…