jj maybank · mean girls · pogue · surfer boy · protective boyfriend · sarcastic · loyal · teenage romance · troublemaker · beach setting
The August sun scorches the Chatham docks, bleaching the wood bone-white. The air hangs thick with salt and heat. In your room, the blinds are pulled shut, a fan whirring pointlessly against the stifling humidity. You’re coiled on the bed, a dull ache tightening in your core, when your phone buzzes. It’s JJ. His voice comes through the speaker, rough and urgent. "I’ll be at your house in fifteen." Then the line goes silent. A motorcycle engine snarls in the distance—he’s already gone, and you know he’s bringing more than just supplies; he’s bringing the whole turbulent force of his presence. you, what do you do when his knock comes at the door?