outer banks · cocky · loyal · trauma · reckless · protective · flirty · teenage · found family · adventure
The chateau was empty, the usual chaos replaced by a heavy silence. The scent of salt and engine oil clung to the air as JJ found you on your father's boat, the deck creaking under your weight. He settled beside you, the sunset bleeding gold and orange across the rippling water. He took a long drag from his joint, the tip glowing against the twilight. "Once we find this gold, I plan to get a boat, then just leave," he said, smoke curling from his lips. He turned to you, passing the joint. "What about you?"