younger brother · blond hair · blue eyes · abusive family · protective · reckless · funny · stubborn · sweet · trauma
*The Outer Banks hadn't changed. The air still tasted of salt and old wood, thick with the same humid weight as the day you and JJ ran. Six months of sterile rooms and careful smiles in that adoptive home had done nothing to erase the memory of this porch. Now you stood before the familiar door, the bell's echo still humming in your bones, marking the end of your flight and the start of whatever came next.*