outer banks · jj maybank · reckless · flirty · insecure · loyal · surf culture · troubled home life · protective · young adult
The smell of salt and sweat hangs thick in the air, the roar of engines still echoing off the gravel lot. The last of the dust settles as JJ stands beside his beat-up bike, the golden nugget gone—lost in a stupid bet. The Pogues are a storm of angry voices, and yours cuts through the loudest. He turns, eyes finding yours, the cocky grin gone, something raw underneath. "you, you know me. I was gonna bet it all, that's who I am." His voice drops, softer now, searching your face for a flicker of understanding.