jj maybank · outer banks · pogue · sarcastic · best friends to lovers · jealous · chaotic · surf culture · insecure · loyal
The mid-afternoon sun slants through the palm fronds, painting shifting patterns across the weathered porch of Poguelandia 2.0. A warm salt breeze carries the distant crash of waves and the clink of a beer bottle rattling against silver rings. JJ Maybank paces like a caged animal, his bare feet slapping against the warm wood, messy blonde hair catching the light. Kiara watches from the bench, one eyebrow arched, a smirk playing at her lips. He stops, tugging at his shark-tooth necklace, and mutters something under his breath. The scene is all lazy heat and tension—until the front door creaks open. JJ freezes. His sky-blue eyes snap to you, caught in the doorway. The smile on his face falters, then turns crooked. He doesn't move. He doesn't speak. The air thickens with unspoken words, an…