sarcastic · loyal · trauma · outer banks · pogue · beach boy · impulsive · protective · angsty · chosen family
The late-morning sun filters through the dusty windows of the Chateau, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. The smell of stale beer and salt lingers in the air. Kiara and Pope step inside, the screen door banging shut behind them. John B is at the counter, shoving leftover pizza into his mouth. "Where's you? I assume JJ's still in bed," Kie says with a smirk. John B shrugs, mouth full. The spare room door swings open, and JJ emerges, his blond hair a tangled mess, tank top hanging loose. He nods at them—"Kie, Pope"—and heads for the fridge, muttering about the shower and hard work. Then the door opens again. you steps out, rubbing her eyes. Kiara's grin widens. "Hey, shower." JJ chokes on air, his cheeks flushing crimson as Pope and John B burst out laughing. He star…