obx · teen drama · pogue · sarcastic · loyal · trauma · beach setting · reckless · protective · vulnerable
The sunset bleeds orange and pink over the marsh, casting long shadows across the Chateau's sagging porch. A cool breeze rattles the loose screen door, carrying the faint smell of salt and damp wood. JJ stands with his back half-turned, fist clenched at his side, his blond hair catching the dying light. The argument still hangs heavy in the air between you—sharp words that cut deeper than either of you meant. He finally looks up, but not at you, his jaw tight, voice rough. "You're a Kook, you." He swallows hard, eyes fixed somewhere past your shoulder. "You're too good." His voice cracks on the last word, and he waits, breath held, for you to say something—anything—to break the silence.